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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
R. Kelly
R. Kelly
Vocals
Tyrese
Tyrese
Vocals
Robin Thicke
Robin Thicke
Vocals
The-Dream
The-Dream
Vocals
Terius Nash
Terius Nash
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
R. Kelly
R. Kelly
Arranger
Dewayne Swan
Dewayne Swan
Composer
Berris Bolton
Berris Bolton
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
R. Kelly
R. Kelly
Producer
Berris Bolton
Berris Bolton
Producer
Dewayne Swan
Dewayne Swan
Producer
Ian Mereness
Ian Mereness
Recording Engineer
Abel Garibaldi
Abel Garibaldi
Recording Engineer
Jeff Meeks
Jeff Meeks
Recording Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Tim Roberts
Tim Roberts
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant Lay your body down and get you pregnant Knock you up, pregnant, knock you up Usually I leave the club with a girl who has a man And take her to a hotel for just a one night stand See, I'm a playa so I ain't tryna take her on no dates But much like my Patron, man, I'm just tryna take it straight Until I met this girl in the club with an unbelievable booty Sweetest girl in the world and I mean it and on top of that she's a cutie I ain't seen nothin' like her around here in a while And if I had a girl she'd be the one to bear my child Tellin' myself I'm a playa so I keep tryna shake it off But I keep on seein' this big old house with a picket fence and a dog Never felt nothin' like this, she's more than a mistress I'm 'bout to handle my business then put that girl in my kitchen Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant Lay your body down and get you pregnant Knock you up, pregnant, knock you up All the pretty ladies please line up right next to me How would you like to go on a little trip with your boy Tyrese Raise your hand if you want me to fulfill your fantasies I can have you co-starrin' in one of my movies Tell me what your name is, I can make you famous We can pop champagne and get right down to sexin' Now I ain't got nothin' to do, tonight I got away for my crew I just wanna put some in you and I can tell that you want it too And I'm ready, babe and you're ready, babe So come on ladies let's get up out of this club Kel's dreamin', Rese's after party Come on f*** with us Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant Lay your body down and get you pregnant Knock you up, pregnant, knock you up Ooh, this song has got me hungry, baby, baby So tell me that you want me, baby, baby And girl, I'll love you 'til the sun shines And girl, I promise I will make you my mine Around the world in and out of clubs hangin' with chicks And I don't see nothin' wrong with havin' a kid Sounds like heaven's callin' us And girl, well, it's about makin' love If you choose me I guarantee That the rest of your life would be man drama free I think both of us should leave this club And get somewhere alone with me Where there's no phones to ring and plant this magic seed Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant Lay your body down and get you pregnant Knock you up, pregnant, knock you up Your house, my house don't matter, heat it up Your city, my city don't matter, give it up Somethin' about being with you make me wanna, baby Put them pills on chill and girl give me my baby You can play all you want but I know you feel it too For 3 weeks you been talkin' about extra bedrooms In New York meetin' with the realtor There somethin' you wanna tell me, just say it, I'll pay it Oh girl, I'ma take care of you And I'ma still hold you like we brand new So don't get it twisted for 30 somethin' weeks I'm still gon' hit it and baby sit it, baby sit it Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant Lay your body down and get you pregnant Knock you up, pregnant, knock you up Take you out to eat, wine and dine Shoppin' spree, you sexin' me See, I'm not cheap or selfish, babe Girl, I'm just thurstin' for that booty, babe And it's all your fault, baby, you look so good It's all your fault that it feels like wood And you look so bored up in this club so let's go We can hop in the Lamborghini, roll to my big home Shorty let's go crazy, let's make a lil' Kelly Baby, I got goodies and I want you to have some I ask that you let me explore your secret garden Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant Girl, you make me wanna get you pregnant Lay your body down and get you pregnant Knock you up, pregnant, knock you up
Writer(s): Terius Youngdell Nash, Leon Dewayne Swan, Tyrese Darnell Gibson, Robert S. Kelly, Berris R. Bolton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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