What Now lyrics

[Verse]Two years, eight months, three weeks, eleven daysTwenty-seven minutes, forty seconds since heaven gaveMe a reason for breathin'Remember when our daughter grew her teeth in?Me and you, we used to stay upLate nights, play fightsPillow-fightin', "Thriller" Michael JacksonWas our jam, now our love is so surreal, it's frightenin'...I knew that somethin' was strangeWhen I got the voice mail sayin' 'Danny, you changed'How did I change? I know that I don't call as much as I'd like toBut baby girl I wanna spend my life with youIt's bad enough my friends are sayin' the same thingI figure this is one of the ills that fame bringsBesides, I Western Union you two times a weekAnd I gotta be doin' somethin' right by buying that JeepFor your moms, sometimes I wish the price for trying was cheapSo tell me what do I do now?I got a beep, hold on(Phone conversation between Danny! and a groupie)Danny!: Hello?Groupie: Yeah...is this D. Swain?Danny!: This is Danny Swain, who's this?Gro
upie: Mmmmm, hey baby -- what you got on?Danny!: (laughs) Yo, who is this yo?Groupie: It's me, Cristal...remember? You met me in Jerseyafter the concert -- which was hot, by the way -- you know? Look, I was just --Danny!: Yo, yo...on some real shit...I'd love to chat with you right now, but my baby mama's on the line and I'm tryin' to work things out with her right now, y'know? We got some things goin' on --Groupie: Hey baby, why stress over her when you can have me on the side? I won't haggle you, youknowwhatImsayin? I'll keep my mouth shut, you can come through anytime you want...it's yours Daddy.Danny!: (ponders) Nah, I can't...I can't do it yo, I'm sorry...I'm sorry -- my girl, you know, I love her -- I really love her,and I, um...I got a little girl! Yeah, I got a daughter and a babyon the way, my baby mama just told me she's two months pregnant.Groupie: Two months?! Nigga, you were on tour in Jersey FOUR monthsago, have you been home since then?Danny!: Uh...naw, I guess I
haven't but that's not really any of your business!Groupie: Hmph...yeah nigga. I'll chat with you later. I think you'vegot some, um, I guess BUSINESS you need to handle...Danny!: Man, whatever, whatever...I'll holla at you later yo...Groupie: Bye!Danny!: Shit, bye! (clicks over) Hello? Hello? Keiya? Keiya? Hello?Keiya? Damn!