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mai sista izza bitch - bo$ lyrics

[amg]
aw yeah! amg’s in the motherf-cking house!
i got somebody i want y’all to meet
here’s my sister.. (“b-tch!”)

[verse 1: bo$$]
yeah back again and again and again, it’s the bo$$, d-mn right
in the mood, i feel like f-cking with a n-gga tonight
and can’t no motherf-cker slow me down, hold me down
yo if i was you i wouldn’t f-ck around
cause i was one to start static
watching a n-gga look up the barrel of my automatic
when a n-gga panic, i just sit back and laugh
and if you got something to say, you motherf-cker that’s yo’ -ss
so save the what cha say and all that bullsh-t
a lady like the b ain’t in the mood to be f-cked wit yo
cause i’m a sl!ck b-tch yo, the way it has to be
call me a true b-tch cause my b-tch is coming naturally
yeah, that’s the way it is, i just can’t quit
when it comes, to f-cking your feelings and all that type sh-t
the brother amg calling me a trip
call it what you want, cause yo this sista is one h-ll of a b-tch

[chorus: amg]
yeah y’all, my sista is a (“b-tch!”)
yeah y’all know, my sista is a (“b-tch!”)
aw yeah, my sista is a (“b-tch!”)
yo ‘sh-ll, kick it to the next sh-t (“b-tch!”)

[verse 2: bo$$]
let me, correctly break it down to ya, the term b-tch
a sista straight up clownin ya, cause the n-ggas ain’t sh-t
so get this, this the season for the ladies to get even
in the nineties we doin all of the d-o-g’n
let it be known we know what’s going on
n-ggas be creeping and freaking, ho after ho every weekend
but see i’m out to get a grip, a sista like myself
i’ll grab the gat and get hazardous to a n-gga’s health
and for the trick n-ggas something’s up my sleeve
and so you better check for your dough before you go
today i feel like doing dirty sh-t, being a b-tch so to speak see
i think i’ll be a b-tch all week, me and the d-double-e
i got the sh-t you can’t get with, h-ll yeah
straight d-gg-ng, cause this b-tch is legit

[amg]
yeah y’all, y’all know this is my motherf-cking sh-t
that showed you how to kick that sh-t (uh tell ’em)

[chorus: amg]
yeah y’all, my sista is a (“b-tch!”)
yeah y’all know, my sista is a (“b-tch!”)
aw yeah, my sista is a (“b-tch!”)
yeah y’all know, my sista is a (“b-tch!”)
1991 and ’92 (“b-tch!”)
bo$$ is in the motherf-cking house (“b-tch!”)
amg’s in the house (“b-tch!”)
yo g, kick it..

[verse 3: amg]
a n-gga wit too much d-ck to f-ck wit
amg’s got the forty ounce, come and take a sip
hoes love me cause “word to the d” bumps
d-ck for the chick, gun for the chumps
and yes, i love b-tches it’s true
suck my d-ck, it’s about 90 proof
you might get drunk you punk
with cha big -ss and your female funk
sliding a wave of thighs from your jiggable pie
you’re burning so fast, you can probably start a fire
b-tches ain’t nothing but p-ssy with a att-tude
she might f-ck, or she might make your b-lls blue
and yo, smack the ho with cha d-ck
cause she’s on some new improved sh-t
cause this ho is a (“b-tch!”) that ho is a (“b-tch!”)
so my sista is a motherf-cking (“b-tch!”)

(ha ha ha ha ha…) ha ha ha ha, yeah y’all!
b-tch, yeah
for the ’92, amg and bo$$
making cash, ha ha ha ha
yeah.. (“b-tch!”)

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