She's a part time 
a part time 
part time 
She's a (part time mutha) 
part time 
part time 
part time 
She's a (part time mutha) 

Meet Cindi, she's twenty-two, lives right on the dope track 
Used to be fat now weighs less than a Tic-Tac 
Now what's that say about, this big epidemic 
This hypocritical world, and the people in it 
Now speaking of in it Cindi loved to get buckwild  [bad word] with a smile single file she'll bust nuff styles 
That would be cool, if she was your lover 
But [bad word] that, Cindi was my dope fiend mother 
Welfare checks never stepped through the front door 
Cuz moms [bad word] to the dopeman once more 
All those days, had me fiending for a hot meal 
Now I'm a crook, got steel, I do not feel 
So don't even trip, when I flip, with my thirty-eight 
Revenge is a [bad word]  and my hit shake the murder rate 
Word to the mutha, I'm touched 
When [bad word] by, niggaz hush or [bad word] 
Maybe one day she'll recover 
But what will it take, to shake, or break 
My part time mutha 

I gotta live with a part time 
part time 
part time 
She's a (part time mutha) 
part time 
part time 
She's a (part time mutha) 

[Angelique] 
I grew up in a home where no-one liked me 
Moms would hit the pipe, everynight, she would fight me 
Poppa was a nasty old man, like the rest 
He's feeling on my chest, with his hands in my dress 
Just another pest, and yes I was nervous 
was this a test?, I just don't deserve this 
I wanna tell mom, but would she listen 
She's bound to be [bad word] if she hasn't got a fix in 
So... now I lay me down to sleep 
Lord don't let him rape me 
If he does my soul to keep 
Don't let the devil take me 
Can't concentrate I contemplate in my classroom 
Thinkin how my stepdad, raped me in the bathroom 
Every day I make class, and yet I'm missing periods 
The thought of pregnancy is in my head and now I'm fearing it 
I gotta tell mom, before she sees me 
I told her how he G'd me, and she didn't believe me 
Callin me a [bad word] cuz my butt's kinda big so 
Still that ain't no way to be talkin to your kids though 
I can't believe the way you call it 
Gotta believe in him, and dissin her own daughter 
Time for me to break and find another 
That's when I discovered 
The ways of the days of a part time mutha 

I got a part time 
part time 
part time 
She's a (part time mutha) 
Part time 
part time 
part time mutha 
She's a (part time mutha) 
 [bad word] to tend her, talked as I touch her 
She blushed, the clothes came off, and I bust her 
I'm up now, ready to get [bad word] on the block 
Here, take a cab, thanks a lot for the cot 
She's gone, and I'm thinkin that my game's so strong 
Pat myself on the back and move on 
Is this just how it is [bad word] no 
Cuz she came back with the kid and yo 
I been payin ever since 
The clothes the food the cars and oh the rent 
All of my time gets spent at the workplace 
No time to kiss her got me this in the first place 
So I do the dishes and clean the floor 
When I sleep I can't dream anymore 
Oh no... now I'm a part time mutha 
And I, change the diapers and clean the [bad word] 
The tables are turned I can't take this 
Oh no... now I'm a part time mutha 

part time 
part time mutha 
Now I'm a part time mutha 
I'm a (part time mutha) 
part time 
part time 
Part time 
Now I'ma (part time mutha) 
She's a part time 
part time mutha 
He's a part time mutha 
She's a (part time mutha) 
part time 
part time 
part time 
Part time mutha 
part time 
part time mutha 
Pa-pa-pa-part time 
Pa-pa-pa-part time...