Another Black Girl Lost

[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]