Pregnant - Phlake

Yeah Oh, oh Oh, oh Yeah, yeah, ooh, wow Ooh, wow Yeah My pockets pregnant Pregnant, pregnant, pregnant, yeah (yeah) Nut in her mouth, got her tongue pregnant New opp pack, it's a smoke session I fire with the gun, fuck that tongue wrestle Get on your knees, let this gun bless you They throwin' salt, we made a lot of pretzels, ooh I got cheese and sticks, don't make a nigga 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 fuckin' this hoe in the mirror (mirror) I'm tryna see if I'm fuckin' 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, nigga, give it up Give it up, 'fore this semi bust, pussy Ooh, ooh, give it up Ooh, ooh, give it up (give it up) Yeah, freak booty, it'll swim me up Long live Bo, we gon' live it up Rest in peace Taboo, we miss you bro, yeah She suck on the dick, wanna swallow nut I'm still fuckin' when the condom bust My pockets pregnant Pregnant, pregnant, pregnant, yeah (yeah) Nut in her mouth, got her tongue pregnant New opp pack, it's a smoke session I fire with the gun, fuck that tongue wrestle Get on your knees, let this gun bless you They throwin' salt, we made a lot of pretzels, ooh Respect, I'ma die 'bout it (die 'bout it) Couple niggas stabbed me in the back, fuck I'm 'posed to do, cry 'bout it? (Cry) If you ain't talkin' money, get the fuck from 'round me (fuck from 'round) These niggas sweet like a 50 cent brownie with the M&M's in it (ha) These niggas greasy like Church's chicken (wet that bitch) 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 it No matter how fast or slow, I know I'ma finish My pockets pregnant Pregnant, pregnant, pregnant, yeah (yeah) Nut in her mouth, got her tongue pregnant New opp pack, it's a smoke session I fire with the gun, fuck that tongue wrestle Get on your knees, let this gun bless you They throwin' salt, we made a lot of pretzels, ooh

So many ladies love you With the innocence of a child Child who believes in God You keep 'em in luxury But it's a luxury in the dark You walk around With a smile upon your face But there's something That you don't know You're luck's run out And it's a time for you to go Everybody told me I was crazy To try to tame such a wild one Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby I got myself into this thing Like I never knew I could and now I gotta get away just as fast as I can I got myself into this thing And I'll find a way out You gave me babies To you that proves your love Tie my hands with jewels Barefoot and pregnant you kept me You sought to Hide me from the truth But your lady's gone and bought some shoes And she's stepping out on the town Your lady took herself in hand And she's spreading herself around I wanted your love But not at any price You're just the hurting kind Say you want me for yourself But your deeds deny it

If you wanna' dance for me Dance for me, Dance. If you wanna' Lie for me Lie for me, Lie. If you wanna run from me Run from me, run from me Go run for me, go run.