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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 whats 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 30's, 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]

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