Nas
Nas - Another Black Girl Lost songtekst
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[Chorus] I'm pregnant, don't know who the dad is I'm happy but this shit's the saddest I'm maintaining still keeping my status Fuck what you haters say, my ass is still the fattest Roll with the baddest, my girl and gucci glasses How could you pass this? your loss But I aint trippin', I'm still a boss I won't be another black girl lost Lost, lost, lost, lost, lost, lost I won't be another black girl lost [Nas - verse 1] Brown and beautiful, black and stunning, light and delicious Chocolate covered, strawberry kisses and cherry lipstick Very mystic, bald stitches her wig Kinky, curly or dread Goddess come grant my wishes Tantalising touch of succulent skin, we should wed Start off broke then stay together till we make it big My queen is english so join the truth I can learn from you Never ike turner you but look what you tryna do like Get out of order you're not a supporter of my dream Rich girl fantasy schemes, a good man she needs But she young and she speeding honey, now what's the reason You just met this nigga think you owe him a fucking threesome So you lusting to have a baby by a denver nugget You don't love him you want security, baby you're buggin' Financial liberty you're after, it's how you live But the blood test shows, it's not even his kid [Chorus] I'm pregnant, don't know who the dad is I'm happy but this shit's the saddest I'm maintaining still keeping my status Fuck what you haters say my ass is still the fattest Roll with the baddest, my girl and gucci glasses How could you pass this? your loss But I aint trippin', I'm still a boss I won't be another black girl lost [Nas] Ya lost (lost) Ya lost (lost) She lost (lost) Black girl lost (lost) I said she lost (lost) Ya loss (lost) I love ya (I won't be another black girl lost) [Nas - verse 2] Chanel bags, everything She shopping every time she gets a wedding ring This her third marriage, 4 carats Brand new jag, deserves to have it Temptation, she can't let go her dirty habits Mid 302s, spendin' dough at magic She's dancin', romancin', she's up at manson She fucks all my mans, and they pop the magnum So now what you gonna do, the morning after pill is way overdue 'Posed to get married, now you embarrassed Who does this kid belong to? Promiscuous, cause you got touched by step-dads, sex at Such a young age, you's a virgin, I get mad Sick society, blaming yourself so wrong I highly respect you, bet that, strong, intelligent This song ain't to poke fun of you, to get laughs I just love you, really love you Here for you, wanna trust you Wanna cuff you, be my lady But first, I gotta see the baby [Chorus]