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SINISTER Video (MV)




Performed By: Night Lovell
Written by: Shermar Paul




Night Lovell - SINISTER Lyrics




Ah, shit
Lovell, you one crazy motherf*cker
And I love you for that
And if anybody got a problem with you they got a problem with me, yeah
Do my dance, ya, do my dance I like
Do my dance, do my dance in that bitch
I do my dance, do my dance, ya
Do my dance, ayy, ya

Say you at the party, you was faded
Bitch is so outdated, show me how to play this
Drive you to your crib because it's rainin'
Park up, then I came in, grip you on the way in
Strip you down, wipe that make-up off your face
Bitch slow down, I ain't try to run a race
Eat that pussy up, I forgot to say my grace
Drinking up this cup, I don't know my f*cking place
Take you 'round with gang, 'cause you not no f*cking fan
Show you 'round the city, I'm the boss up in this land
I been through so much, take a look inside my bag
All you see is money, this shit covers up my past, bitch

Ayy, you sensible, tell 'em say some more
Tryna make you mine but you a cannibal
Showing me your shit, it ain't original
Listen to your head, it's so simple
Think you ready but you walking with a limb though
Think you ready but that nigga got a pistol (sweet), ayy

Do my dance, ya, do my dance I like
Do my dance, do my dance in that bitch
I do my dance, do my dance, ya
Do my dance, ayy, ya
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Ah, shit
Lovell, you one crazy motherf*cker
And I love you for that
And if anybody got a problem with you they got a problem with me, yeah
Do my dance, ya, do my dance I like
Do my dance, do my dance in that bitch
I do my dance, do my dance, ya
Do my dance, ayy, ya

Say you at the party, you was faded
Bitch is so outdated, show me how to play this
Drive you to your crib because it's rainin'
Park up, then I came in, grip you on the way in
Strip you down, wipe that make-up off your face
Bitch slow down, I ain't try to run a race
Eat that pussy up, I forgot to say my grace
Drinking up this cup, I don't know my f*cking place
Take you 'round with gang, 'cause you not no f*cking fan
Show you 'round the city, I'm the boss up in this land
I been through so much, take a look inside my bag
All you see is money, this shit covers up my past, bitch

Ayy, you sensible, tell 'em say some more
Tryna make you mine but you a cannibal
Showing me your shit, it ain't original
Listen to your head, it's so simple
Think you ready but you walking with a limb though
Think you ready but that nigga got a pistol (sweet), ayy

Do my dance, ya, do my dance I like
Do my dance, do my dance in that bitch
I do my dance, do my dance, ya
Do my dance, ayy, ya
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Writer: Shermar Paul
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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