I Must Be Pregnant

Hey, why were you talking to Janis Ian?

I don't know, I mean she's so weird

She just, you know, came up to me and started talking to me about crack

(Yep, yep, yep, yep)

She's so pathetic

I must be pregnant

I birthed all these kids

And no, he isn't special

He's just another kid

But I don't want your respect

I just want my check

I just want your bitch

Can you make a new song?

We can never get along

And you're mixing it wrong

I might have to fuck you for your girl one day

(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, one day)

(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, one day)

I must be pregnant

I birthed all these kids

And no, he isn't special

He's just another kid

But I don't want your respect

I just want my check

I just want your bitch

Can you make a new song?

We can never get along

And you're mixing it wrong

I might have to fuck you for your girl one day

You don't want it this way

If I had more hate

Oh my God, you're late

Take her back, no way

If you want my swag

You can have my swag

We go back to the back

Going back to the last

You don't want it this way

If I had more hate

Oh my God, you're late

Take her back, no way

If you want my swag

You can have my swag

We go back to the back

Going back to the last