8 Pounds 4 Ounces
8 pounds 4 ounces cesarean ain't taking no chances
been hoping for change I hope it lasts and
know there'll be hard days but sunny 80 percent chances
there's been so much rain you'd think I was doin rain dances
but I fought through the pain and gave love chances
she has 1 last name cus I believe in love
Precious in the middle cus she sent her down to us
sealed with a kiss nothing less than perfect
all I need to get by anything for you I'll do it
you're the best thing that's every happen to me and I'll prove it
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