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Артист: Poor Righteous TeachersНазвание : SistaДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop hip hop rap political rap east coast Видео:
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(Chorus: Sung by a woman): Sista you`ve been on my mind. Sista we`re two of a kind. Sista I`m keeping my eyes on you…. Sista. Black girl how you living? Niggaz say you trippin`. They talk about how you`re bitching Some feel you`re out to get them and you`re wicked as shit They say your actions make you deserve to be treated like a bitch But as the sun can make the Earth travel at magnificent speeds I can make these sistas stop and revolve around me See, I`m your D to the O to the D to the P to the R: your teacher I`ll turn the savagest sista, into Shakilah I leave no room for imperfection. I`m as god as god gets I love your hair when it`s nappy. Your lips when they thick Manipulate that excess fume. Lubricate you at the womb Girl, you could`ve been my earth, but you chose to be his moon Why of course. I like scorts and the daisy duke shorts But "Word is Life." The gods are righteous You should`ve been rocking three-quarters It seems the bigger your breast, the tighter the shirt And the larger your behind, the smaller the skirts I never wanted to be pointing out the wrong within you But I see room for correction in some things that you do You telling me, "All men are dogs," and we ain`t about shit So when a fool call you "bitch," you insist on flip But what really fucked me up is when I saw you that day Your girlfriend called you a bitch and it was peace and okay Sista, your situation ethics never did mean jack And I know for a fact, you can`t explain that I give a shout out, to all the full time queens: Anti-bitch around the clock, who know what black woman means Ain`t trying to paint no evil picture I`m trying to get with ya Your righteous people miss ya: Black sista (Chorus: Sung by a woman. From "The Color Purple."): Sista, you`ve been on my mind. Sista, we`re two of a kind. Sista, I`m keeping my eyes on you. Brother. Black man, how you living? Sistas say we trippin`. They talk about how we`re slipping They feel we out to get them, and we know that it`s wrong They say our actions make us deserve to be treated like we`re dogs But as the sun can maintain and provide for the earth The black man can fat her, and not bounce at the birth See, she`s your Q to the U to the E to the EN: your sista Some brothers often diss her. Impregnate n` not be with her See brother, you can draw her up Make her as earth as earth as earth gets But it takes a god of a black man to plant and grow this But you manipulate her brain. Throw her on that transit train Trafficking your crack cocaine. You niggaz is insane I`ll tell you plain and simple. As long as Sha got instrumentals I can brush this off you mental: from here to infinite She`s a hooker. She`s a slut. A mother fucking hood rat But you telling her for the sex, she`s a queen and all of that? Man, I cram to understand . God damn. I swear to the Vilan This shit gets out of hand. Must be worth 50 grand I`m not trying to paint no evil picture I`m trying to get with ya Your righteous people miss ya: Black sista (Chorus: Sung by a woman): Sista, you`ve been on my mind. Sista, we`re two of a kind. Sista, I`m keeping my eyes on you. | Похожие исполнители:
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