"Pregnant" lyrics
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 ho 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 fifty-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
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 ho 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 fifty-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
Writer(s): Saaheem Valdery, Vu Dieu
