[Chorus]
Knocked up, shame, shame
I done ruined my family name
Here it comes
What granny's been dreading
Belly full of baby and a shotgun wedding
Hand me down crib and a pick-up truck
That's what you get when you get knocked up

Daddy hes a good looking guitar man
I was his from the very first kiss
I was thinking about me and him making some plans
But I sure wasn't planning on this

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I ain't nothin' but a kid myself
Still figuring right from wrong
Judging by the shape of my figure now
My menacing days are gone

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Rock a by baby don't worry none,
Bout your vineyard daddy done
Poppas gonna love her little one
And all these tears don't mean diddley squat
Then your one day that your momma got, knocked

Knocked up, shame, shame
I done ruined my family name

[Chorus]

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): ANGALEENA PRESLEY, MARK SANDERS