lirik lagu sahbabii - pregnant
[intro]
yeah
oh, oh
oh, oh
yeah, yeah, ooh~ah
ooh~ah
yeah
[chorus]
my pockets pregnant, yeah (yeah)
nut in her mouth, got her tongue pregnant
new opp pack, it’s a smoke section
i fire with the gun, f~ck a tongue wrestle
get on your knees, let the gun bless you
they throwin’ salt, we made a lot of pretzels, ooh
[verse 1]
i got cheese and sticks, don’t make a n~gga spill your marinara (marinara)
my vision clear, her last name lee, first name sara (sara)
ooze on the cake like some syrup (syrup)
i’m f~ckin’ that ho in the mirror (mirror)
i’m tryna see if i’m f~ckin’ her right
i’m tryna see if i’m tearin’ it up, yeah
i’m tearin’ it up, we hit your block then we tearin’ it up (yeah, yeah)
turn in the cut, let down the window, we spilling your guts (skrrt)
spin your block every week, ain’t no givin’ up
like i’m comin’ to the stage, n~gga, give it up (give it up)
‘fore this semi bust, p~ssy
ooh, ooh, give it up (give it up)
ooh, ooh, give it up (give it up)
yeah, freak booty, [?] me up
long live bo, we gon’ live it up
rest in peace bo, we miss you bro, yeah
she suck on the d~ck, wanna swallow nut
i’m still f~ckin’ when the condom bust
[chorus]
my pockets pregnant, yeah (yeah)
nut in her mouth, got her tongue pregnant
new opp pack, it’s a smoke section
i fire with the gun, f~ck a tongue wrestle
get on your knees, let the gun bless you
they throwin’ salt, we made a lot of pretzels, ooh
[verse 2]
respect, i’ma die ’bout it (die ’bout it)
couple n~ggas stabbed me in the back, f~ck i’m ‘posed to do, cry ’bout it? (cry)
if you ain’t talkin’ money, get the f~ck from ’round me (f~ck from ’round)
these n~ggas sweet like a fifty~cent brownie with the m&m’s in it (ha)
these n~ggas greasy like church’s chicken (with that b~tch)
i know they plottin’, my windows tinted
give back to my people, that is the mission (mission complete)
triple six god, i’m the lieutenant
with knowledge and power, i know i’ma win
no matter how fast or slow, i know i’ma finish
[chorus]
my pockets pregnant, yeah (yeah)
nut in her mouth, got her tongue pregnant
new opp pack, it’s a smoke section
i fire with the gun, f~ck a tongue wrestle
get on your knees, let the gun bless you
they throwin’ salt, we made a lot of pretzels, ooh
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