OUTKAST – Ms. Jackson

Outkast (sometimes written as OutKast) was an American hip hop duo formed in Atlanta, Georgia, in 1992, consisting of the rappers André 3000 (André Benjamin, formerly known as Dré) and Big Boi (Antwan Patton). The duo achieved both critical and commercial success from the mid-1990s to the early 2000s, helping to popularize Southern hip hop with their intricate lyricism, memorable melodies, and positive themes, while experimenting with a diverse range of genres such as funk, psychedelia, jazz, and techno.

[Andre 3000] 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 I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I’m sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times

[Big Boi:] A baby drama mama, don’t like me She doing things like having her 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 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, see I ain’t the one who laid down She wanna rip you up, start a custody war, my lawyers stay down She never got a chance to hear my side of the story we was divided She had fish fries and cookouts On 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

[Andre 3000:] I’m sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I’m sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times

Me and your 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 and 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 is cool And yes I will be present on the first day of school, And graduation

I’m sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I’m sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times

[Big Boi:] “Look at the way he treats me”, shit, look at the way you treat me You see your little nosy-ass homegirls got they ass up in creek G Without a paddle, you left to straddle and ride this thing on out And then 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, beating, in the end to the G they be the same thing So who you placing the blame on? You keep on singing the same song Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on You and your mama

[Andre 3000 2x:] I’m sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I’m sorry Ms. Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times