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Jordin Sparks Celebrates “Low Key” Baby Shower With Dana Isaiah and Family

Jordin Sparks and her husband Dana Isaiah celebrated the upcoming birth of their first child, a baby boy, at a baby shower with family and friends in Arizona on Saturday.

The 28-year-old former American Idol winner, her hubby and her mother Jodi posted on Instagram on Saturday photos from the party. 

“Little Bug can’t wait to meet her cousin,” Sparks wrote, alongside a photo of her niece kissing her baby bump, which she covered in a light gray bodycon dress. “We had a low key baby shower for Little man in AZ with family and friends this afternoon. It was beautiful. I am so grateful for the support system I’ve had growing up and the roots that took hold to support us now. This journey is incredible. God is good. #HGA #love #familyovereverything #JDshower2018.”

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“Thanks to everyone who came out for the baby shower,” Isaiah wrote on his page, alongside a photo of him and Sparks with family members. “It was a good time.”

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A week later, on Thanksgiving Day, they revealed she is pregnant with a baby boy.

“We have so much to be thankful for and this is definitely at the top of the list!” Sparks wrote on Instagram at the time. “@_danaisaiah‘s gonna have a little mini me running around! We can’t wait to meet him. We love you lil man!”

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KB – Dnou

[Pre-Hook]
Woke up, glow up, yeah
A lot of y’all still don’t know us
So what?
Nothin’ but Satan, no love, get no love
But ain’t talk, that’s my bonus
But my quota, what’s that?

[Hook]
Boy, don’t nobody own us
HGA that’s the law, yeah
Spurgeon with the Baldwin
Commas way after callin’
Patrick Ewing in the garden
Goin’ for my people starvin’
Keepin’ up with no Joneses
Generous with my goal, yeah
Boy, don’t nobody own us

[Verse 1]
Squad needed merch so we bought our own shop
Free as my own hair, but I got it on lock
Counted our loss, counted our loss
Excuse me, I’m just tryna trust God
Finished all my lab, did it there for the money
God said had to write it on the check
Don’t nobody own us
This right here ain’t a loaner
I move forward, too focus
All out of games, no tokens
No token, what’s that?

[Hook]
Boy, don’t nobody own us
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Boy, don’t nobody own us
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
In a lane with myself, yeah
In a lane with myself, yeah
Boy, don’t nobody

No nonsense, (No nonsense?)
Yeah

[Verse 2]
I taught KBJ no nonsense, yeah
Don’t you ever skip my process
Does it honor God and conscience?
You owe nothin’ but your love man
Boy, do what you want man
Was trappin’ out apartments
Now I’m takin’ off on Tarmacs
Don’t be driven by a contract
Have your lawyer check the CARFAX
Not amazed with contact
There ain’t nothin’ that my God lacks
I don’t need none of your star stats
I was good way before rap
Wrote these so my God claps
Hall of Fame, where my guards at?
Hip-Hop won’t involve this
Radio hasn’t bought this
Way, way too exhausted
To tap dance for your profits
I’m in love with my core fans
Only die before the door slams
Write free on my coffin
Christ rules with my content
Race, faith, and devotion
Free sons and the daughters
Free sons and the daughters
Boy, don’t nobody
I’m in my bag, I’m back to back compassionate
With a faster whip, with a fashion sense
Don’t try to tell me how to act in this
I’m black and rich and a Nazareth
And passages attached to Him
That’ll activist with a dash of wrist
But I’m back to biz, and packs of kids
And the facts are lit, get back on the fact that is
The master is back in this
Can’t fathom this, born again
Only one manumit

[Pre-Hook]
Woke up, show love
A lot of y’all still don’t know us
So what?
He said death can’t hold us
Nah, I’ma tell ya’ll my motive

[Hook]
Boy, don’t nobody own us
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Boy, don’t nobody own us
In a lane with myself, yeah
In a lane with myself, yeah
In a lane with myself, yeah
Boy, don’t nobody us

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Gawvi – God Speed (feat. Andy Mineo & KB)

[Intro: GAWVI]
Gawvi, Get ’em

[Verse 1: Andy Mineo]
I feel like Usain in the cheetah print
Talk fresh game, I don’t need a mink
RIP the game, shh, I need a minute
Ok, let’s proceed with it
I’m in the house, gotta [?] with it
These bozos always sneak dissin’
They takin’ shots, I’ma keep with it
Like no, no, this league business
Who you really know? I’ve been movin’ under oath
Yeah, my connect is way up, I don’t keep it on the low
So tell my fam I’ll be ok
I sleep right where that reaper play
Even if I D.O.A I wake up and I see glory
‘Scuse my French, s’il vous plait
Ain’t no Benz, we don’t play
You might catch me on the "A"
End the verse like Salt Bae, aye
League

[Hook: Andy Mineo]
‘Bout to be some havoc like it’s Mobb Deep
Vrrrm, ’bout to hit the top speed
Uh, ayo Gawvi when you drop the beat
Make sure you wish ’em God speed

[Breakdown: GAWVI]

[Verse 2: KB]
In my bag, yeah, I don’t play
Way too much to navigate, you know my ways
You come test me, bet that tomb is empty
Know you can’t offend me, talk that trash, my crew is hefty
KB, KB, KB you so FLA, yes
I just let sunshine every word I state, yeah
Who that, who that, who that? That’s that HGA
Kingdom on my lips, that’s hallowed by thy name, yeah
Too much sauce, so Frito [?]
Every Latino, my sauce
Sazon with that pollo, frita loco
My dog’s from New York, Haiti, global, South the coast
All around the world support
Jesus, yes, that’s all we want
God speed!

[Hook: Andy Mineo]
‘Bout to be some havoc like it’s Mobb Deep
Vrrrm, ’bout to hit the top speed
Uh, ayo Gawvi when you drop the beat
Make sure you wish ’em God speed

[Breakdown: GAWVI]