She said I choose you, but I know she's a choosy lover
It's all fun and games until the hangover
Pillow talk turns to real talk when that baby's comin'
I hope you feel the same way in the mornin' sober
Proactive, stay proactive
I stay ready so I'm not reactin'
Can't talk when it's time for action
And these are things your mama can't understand
Uh, we get easily distracted when these real conversations need to happen
This is real life, no actin'
I'ma look you right in the eyes, gotta ask ya, whoa
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
Got my blinders on, horse races
My boy just can't walk around in the store with the hoodie hoodie
Thinkin' it's all gravy, goodie goodie
They gonna be watching you like lookie lookie
Trigger happy cashier, damn rookie rookie
Thinkin' Black boy might got that Smith Smith
In a business suit standin' 'round that ditch ditch
Just know you gotta move around, slick slick
These are things your mama don't understand
My daughters ain't gotta shake hips to make tips
No judgement if it makes cents, it made sense
But I ain't with the ratchet
Only racket they'll be havin' is if they pick up a good habit where their name is on the bracket
And I'm gonna be on them like king rich, uh
If a boy puts his hands on you, chick chick boom
Even though daddy may be rich rich, uh
Damn, life can be a rich bitch, uh
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
Ah, it's all my fault
I shoulda paid more attention
All my fault, I did it all for the pictures
All my fault, I knew there would be bigger issues
All my fault, that I allowed this to continue
When I work too hard, just to give it up
For champagne brunches, go on and live it up
Don't put in, I still divvy up
I be out front, out front, rollin' up
All my fault, she fell for the new Basquiat
All my fault, but these are things your mama don't understand
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
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She said I choose you, but I know she's a choosy lover
It's all fun and games until the hangover
Pillow talk turns to real talk when that baby's comin'
I hope you feel the same way in the mornin' sober
Proactive, stay proactive
I stay ready so I'm not reactin'
Can't talk when it's time for action
And these are things your mama can't understand
Uh, we get easily distracted when these real conversations need to happen
This is real life, no actin'
I'ma look you right in the eyes, gotta ask ya, whoa
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
Got my blinders on, horse races
My boy just can't walk around in the store with the hoodie hoodie
Thinkin' it's all gravy, goodie goodie
They gonna be watching you like lookie lookie
Trigger happy cashier, damn rookie rookie
Thinkin' Black boy might got that Smith Smith
In a business suit standin' 'round that ditch ditch
Just know you gotta move around, slick slick
These are things your mama don't understand
My daughters ain't gotta shake hips to make tips
No judgement if it makes cents, it made sense
But I ain't with the ratchet
Only racket they'll be havin' is if they pick up a good habit where their name is on the bracket
And I'm gonna be on them like king rich, uh
If a boy puts his hands on you, chick chick boom
Even though daddy may be rich rich, uh
Damn, life can be a rich bitch, uh
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
Ah, it's all my fault
I shoulda paid more attention
All my fault, I did it all for the pictures
All my fault, I knew there would be bigger issues
All my fault, that I allowed this to continue
When I work too hard, just to give it up
For champagne brunches, go on and live it up
Don't put in, I still divvy up
I be out front, out front, rollin' up
All my fault, she fell for the new Basquiat
All my fault, but these are things your mama don't understand
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
It's all fun and games until the hangover
Pillow talk turns to real talk when that baby's comin'
I hope you feel the same way in the mornin' sober
Proactive, stay proactive
I stay ready so I'm not reactin'
Can't talk when it's time for action
And these are things your mama can't understand
Uh, we get easily distracted when these real conversations need to happen
This is real life, no actin'
I'ma look you right in the eyes, gotta ask ya, whoa
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
Got my blinders on, horse races
My boy just can't walk around in the store with the hoodie hoodie
Thinkin' it's all gravy, goodie goodie
They gonna be watching you like lookie lookie
Trigger happy cashier, damn rookie rookie
Thinkin' Black boy might got that Smith Smith
In a business suit standin' 'round that ditch ditch
Just know you gotta move around, slick slick
These are things your mama don't understand
My daughters ain't gotta shake hips to make tips
No judgement if it makes cents, it made sense
But I ain't with the ratchet
Only racket they'll be havin' is if they pick up a good habit where their name is on the bracket
And I'm gonna be on them like king rich, uh
If a boy puts his hands on you, chick chick boom
Even though daddy may be rich rich, uh
Damn, life can be a rich bitch, uh
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
Ah, it's all my fault
I shoulda paid more attention
All my fault, I did it all for the pictures
All my fault, I knew there would be bigger issues
All my fault, that I allowed this to continue
When I work too hard, just to give it up
For champagne brunches, go on and live it up
Don't put in, I still divvy up
I be out front, out front, rollin' up
All my fault, she fell for the new Basquiat
All my fault, but these are things your mama don't understand
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
If this is what you want, what you waitin' for?
If this ain't what you want, what you want?
Writer: Gary Clark Jr., Jacob Sciba
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.