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bad sister - roxanne shanté lyrics

[intro: backup singers]
(alright)
you’ve got the type, i’ve got the type (alright)
you’ve got the type, i’ve got the type (alright)
you bad sister
you bad sister
you bad sister (alright)
you bad sister
you bad sister
you bad sister (alright)
you bad sister
you bad sister
you bad sister (alright)
you bad sister
you bad sister
i’ve got the type (alright)
[verse 1]
early one morning i was laying in my heart shaped bed
red silk sheets over my head
my servant came running in shanté rise
yes, what is it i said rubbing my eyes
listen up there’s a gang coming to town
they want your crown
and they don’t want you around
they hailed from the westies, three unruly chicks
look at the time they’ll be here by six
i stretched and i yawned then it dawned on me
i was hungry, hmm lets see
i’ll have a hard boiled egg, no make it two
and a tall glass of juice ‘cuz thats my crew
but when these girls come shanté they don’t want to play
no more delay
c’mon it’s such a pretty day
so i clapped my hands and dismissed her
soon she’ll understand shanté’s a bad sister

[refrain: backup singers]
you’ve got the type
you bad sister
you bad sister
you bad sister (alright)
i’ve got the type
you bad sister
you bad sister
you bad sister (alright)
[verse 2]
after breakfast i picked out a red suede suit
freshly made ‘cuz a girl gets paid
then off to the tub yo its deep and it’s wide
and just like every morning he was waiting inside
arms as big as trees his aim was to please me
he grabbed a soap got down on his knees he
rubbed me and scrubbed me right down to the bone
i was moaning and groaning* shanté the phone!
d*mn don’t it figure
now who could this be
then i remembered those girls it was one of those three
we’re coming to get you shanté at six o clock
so you better be leary or ready to rock
now normally when a crab wants to duel
i don’t get upset but i keep my cool
but she disturbed my groove so i dissed her
you silly b*tch shanté’s a bad sister

[refrain: backup singers]
you’ve got the type
you bad sister
you bad sister
you bad sister (alright)
i’ve got the type
you bad sister
you bad sister
you bad sister (alright)
you’ve got the type
you bad sister
you bad sister
you bad sister (alright)
i’ve got the type
you bad sister
you bad sister
you bad sister (alright)
[verse 3]
my little pulled up at the club ready to battle
shanté it’s 10 to 6 so i don’t rattle
or even break a sweat because i am here to get
one thing straight it’s too late to try to jet
that’s what i said then the music stopped
the first crab stepped up and got dropped
oh no one down and two to go
i stepped on stage and all through the show
i heard them cheer
a brother tried to touch my rear
sorry dear, don’t put your hands there
i know the pants are tight don’t they look painted
i threw a hip and sucker number two fainted
oh no two down and one to go
i’ll have you know the last sister tried to flow
she stepped on stage in a real hot mood
dropped a rhyme the silly crab got boo’d
oh well add three to a long list of
hookers who tried to front on a bad sister

[refrain]
you’ve got the type
you bad sister
you bad sister
you bad sister (alright)
i’ve got the type
you bad sister
you bad sister
you bad sister (alright)

[verse 4]
petty rappers talking about defeating and beating
riffing about taking me out i hope you’re cheating
‘cuz that’s the only way you could take out shanté
because i don’t play, and i am here to stay
so hey step aside and watch a bad sister slide
another dope freestyle into your face i
really prefer a battle not a cur
because once i stir i rip her, her and her
like a newspaper i make you choose a taper
shanté ‘cuz i don’t catch a single vapor
so if you wanna know how much the guns moving
i do a show in the park and get the slums moving
i do a show in the zoo and make a monkey rage
you oughta know you was there in your funky cage
with a smell stronger than a witch spell
i never fell, so why can’t that b*tch tell
that her and her friends are just another fad
don’t get me mad or ask am i really bad
‘cuz if you do i’ll wreck like a twister
and let you know shanté’s a bad sister

[outro: backup singers]
(instrumental)
you’ve got the type
i’ve got the type (alright)
you’ve got the type

- roxanne shante lyrics

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