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OutKast - Ö3 Greatest Hits 21 - Ms. Jackson (radio edit)
Ö3 Greatest Hits 21
Disc 1
01. All the Things She Said (radio version)
02. Tomorrow’s Heroes
03. Desenchantee
04. Feel
05. Sk8ter Boi
06. Naughty Girl
07. Hidden Agenda
08. Family Portrait
09. Dilemma (album version)
10. Without Me
11. All Cried Out
12. When the Lights Go Down
13. Tu es foutu (original radio edit)
14. The Last Goodbye
15. Wunder geschehen
16. It’s Over Now
17. Losing My Religion
18. A Thing About You
19. For What It’s Worth
20. Abschied nehmen
Disc 2
01. Horny '98
02. Lady (Hear Me Tonight)
03. Ms. Jackson (radio edit)
04. Cantaloop (Flip Fantasia)
05. Would You…? (radio edit)
06. Groovejet (If This Ain’t Love) (radio edit)
07. Sun Is Shining
08. Connected
09. No Diggity
10. Regulate
11. Mundian to Bach Ke (radio mix)
12. 100% Pure Love (radio mix)
13. Back to Life (However Do You Want Me)
14. Show Me Love (Tonk'a's 2002 radio mix)
15. I Begin to Wonder
16. Music Gets the Best of Me
17. Dove (original radio edit)
18. Doo Uap, Doo Uap, Doo Uap (radio edit)
Yeah, this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas', mamas
Yeah, go like this

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times

My baby's drama mama, don't like me
She be doing things like havin' them boys come from her neighborhood to the studio tryna fight me
She need to get a piece of the American pie and take her bite out
That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable and turn the lights out
And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck
Private school, daycare, shit, medical bills, I pay that

I love your mom and everything, but see I ain't the one who laid down
She wanna rib you up to start a custody war, my lawyers stay down
Shit you never got a chance to hear my side of the story, we was divided
She had fish fries and cookouts for my child's birthday, I ain't invited
Despite it, I show her the utmost respect when I fall through
All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times

Me and yo' daughter, got a special thing going on
You say it's puppy love, we say it's full-grown
Hope that we feel this, feel this way forever
You can plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson

Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lyin', find
The quickest muzzle, throw it on my mouth then I'll decline
King meets queen, then the puppy love thing
Together dream 'bout that crib with the Goodyear swing
On the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever
Forever, forever, ever? Forever, ever?
Forever never seems that long until you're grown
And notice that the day-by-day ruler can't be too wrong

Ms. Jackson, my intentions were good, I wish I could
Become a magician to abracadabra all the sadder
Thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of he
Asking what happened to the feeling that her and me
Had, I pray so much about it need some knee, pads
It happened for a reason one can't be, mad
So know this, know that everything's cool
And yes, I will be present on the first day of school, and graduation

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times

"Look at the way he treats me"
Shit, look at the way you treat me
You see your little nosy-ass home girls
Done got your ass sent up the creek G
Without a paddle, you left to straddle and ride this thing on out
And now you and your girl ain't speaking no more
'Cause my dick all in her mouth
Know what I'm talking about?

Jealousy, infidelity, envy, cheating to beating
In the year 2G, they be the same thing
But who you placin' the blame on?
You keep on singin' the same song
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on
You and yo' mama

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times