Baby Girl On The Way Lyrics – Wiz Khalifa

Baby Girl On The Way
We Been Fu*king For A While, I Ain’t Pull It Out
Now Baby Girl On The Way
I Hope That She Got Your Smile
I’ll Give Her Her Style
We Don’t Do Normal Things
People Keep Saying They Proud
Like Nigga You Wild
We Don’t Even Know The Date
Don’t Know How To Take Care Of A Child
But You Gon’ Learn Today
Ain’t Worried About Other Girls ’cause They Be Stressing Me Out
Your Pu*sy’s The Perfect Place
Was Moving Too Fast But With You I Slow It Down
You Made Me Learn To Wait
I Tell You To Get Up ’cause We ’bout To Get On A Jet
And Period Pur You Say

Got Tired Of Hanging ’round All Them Niggas That’s Broke
So You Got The World Replaced
Them Niggas Is Lame Them B!tches Be Weird As Fu*k
So That Made You Turn Away
Might Take Her Out And Go To Balenciaga
She Want A Purse Today
I Wasn’t Born With All These Millions
That Was Something That I Learned To Make
She Want A Boss
She Want To Hop In The ‘rari, Light Up, And Swerve Away
I Put You All In Bikinis And Take You To Fiji
And Watching You Surf The Wave
Niggas Be All In Your DMs
I Don’t Give A Fu*k They Still Getting Curved To Chase
Here’s A Bottle You Deserve To Taste
Go See The Doctor You Deserve The Waist
And I Don’t Be Saving These Ho*s, Nigga No Sir In No Cape
But When I Get Up In That Pus*y I Don’t Know The Words To Say
You Like When I Tap From The Back, You Run Like A Virgin Baby
You Call Me To Chill And Relax ’cause I Keep Some Herb To Blaze
I Like To Feel On Your A*s, You Got The Perfect Shape
When I Don’t Text You Right Back You Feel A Certain Way
What We Gon’ Do With This Bag, I’m Thinking Nursery
I’m Finna Give You Love, Make Sure Our Kids Related

Baby Girl On The Way
We Been Fu*king For Awhile, I Ain’t Pull It Out
Now Baby Girl On The Way
I Hope That She Got Your Smile
I’ll Give Her Her Style
We Don’t Do Normal Things
People Keep Saying They Proud
Like Nigga You Wild
We Don’t Even Know The Date
Don’t Know How To Take Care Of A Child
But You Gon’ Learn Today
Ain’t Worried About Other Girls ’cause They Be Stressing Me Out
Your Pus*y’s The Perfect Place
Was Moving Too Fast But With You I Slow It Down
You Made Me Learn To Wait
I Tell You To Get Up ’cause We ’bout To Get On A Jet
And Period Pur You Say