Walk around bitch and you bad bad bad
When I put it in your mouth make you gag gag gag
But if I spend a bag get it back back back
And these bitches getting mad getting mad mad mad
Like dumb little bitch what the f*ck is going on
Now you really got me writing all these songs
But it's that type of weather
And we toting the berettas
So if you got a problem my nigga get your bread up
If I can't f*ck her i'm f*cking her sister
I'll have her bend over like we playing twister
I don't wanna wife you i'm wifing your sister
Dumb little bitch no you not in the picture
Posted up with my nigga Z and we struck down
Niggas don't know were we really f*cking from now
Niggas do anything for a f*cking bust down
If you f*ck with gang my nigga you get gunned down
But she busting it open
On a cloud that i'm floating
What the f*ck is you really f*cking talking bout'
Nigga talking crazy put the gun in his f*cking mouth
Nigga talking crazy put the gun in his f*cking mouth
Nigga talking crazy when he seen us running down
No Celtics but we Boston
Nigga talking crazy we gon put him in a coffin
Stay sharp like a motherf*cking cactus
Nigga talking shit but he sleeping on a mattress
I know I got it
But your sister is popping
Like slatt from the back
And i'm f*cking on your sis yeah I hit from back yeah what
When I put it in her mouth make her gag yeah
Take it right out put it back in her ass
Walk around bitch and you bad bad bad
When I put it in your mouth make you gag gag gag
But if I spend a bag get it back back back
And these bitches getting mad getting mad mad mad
Like dumb little bitch what the f*ck is going on
Now you really got me writing all these songs
But it's that type of weather
And we toting the berettas
So if you got a problem my nigga get your bread up
Said i'm f*cking on your bitch and you know she bad
Yeah you know i'm getting money but you know I can't brag
Yeah take it out her mouth then I hit it from the back
Yeah hit it so good got her calling me dad
Bouta skirt off in a brand new Jag
Yeah new corvette 200 on the dash
Yeah if you don't listen then that's when you do bad
And when the bridge burn no you can't come back
Yeah it's me and ShayTheGreat
And you know how we rocking
And we pull up to your block yeah we get that shit popping
And you know she like me
But you know she like my little bro
And you know that she down for sure
Cause I know that little bitch she a hoe
Walk around bitch and you bad bad bad
When I put it in your mouth make you gag gag gag
But if I spend a bag get it back back back
And these bitches getting mad getting mad mad mad
Like dumb little bitch what the f*ck is going on
Now you really got me writing all these songs
But it's that type of weather
And we toting the berettas
So if you got a problem my nigga get your bread up
Lil Sis Video (MV)
Performed By: ShayTheGreat & STG Sammy
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Miguel Aponte, Shay Isaac
ShayTheGreat & STG Sammy - Lil Sis Lyrics
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English
Walk around bitch and you bad bad bad
When I put it in your mouth make you gag gag gag
But if I spend a bag get it back back back
And these bitches getting mad getting mad mad mad
Like dumb little bitch what the f*ck is going on
Now you really got me writing all these songs
But it's that type of weather
And we toting the berettas
So if you got a problem my nigga get your bread up
If I can't f*ck her i'm f*cking her sister
I'll have her bend over like we playing twister
I don't wanna wife you i'm wifing your sister
Dumb little bitch no you not in the picture
Posted up with my nigga Z and we struck down
Niggas don't know were we really f*cking from now
Niggas do anything for a f*cking bust down
If you f*ck with gang my nigga you get gunned down
But she busting it open
On a cloud that i'm floating
What the f*ck is you really f*cking talking bout'
Nigga talking crazy put the gun in his f*cking mouth
Nigga talking crazy put the gun in his f*cking mouth
Nigga talking crazy when he seen us running down
No Celtics but we Boston
Nigga talking crazy we gon put him in a coffin
Stay sharp like a motherf*cking cactus
Nigga talking shit but he sleeping on a mattress
I know I got it
But your sister is popping
Like slatt from the back
And i'm f*cking on your sis yeah I hit from back yeah what
When I put it in her mouth make her gag yeah
Take it right out put it back in her ass
Walk around bitch and you bad bad bad
When I put it in your mouth make you gag gag gag
But if I spend a bag get it back back back
And these bitches getting mad getting mad mad mad
Like dumb little bitch what the f*ck is going on
Now you really got me writing all these songs
But it's that type of weather
And we toting the berettas
So if you got a problem my nigga get your bread up
Said i'm f*cking on your bitch and you know she bad
Yeah you know i'm getting money but you know I can't brag
Yeah take it out her mouth then I hit it from the back
Yeah hit it so good got her calling me dad
Bouta skirt off in a brand new Jag
Yeah new corvette 200 on the dash
Yeah if you don't listen then that's when you do bad
And when the bridge burn no you can't come back
Yeah it's me and ShayTheGreat
And you know how we rocking
And we pull up to your block yeah we get that shit popping
And you know she like me
But you know she like my little bro
And you know that she down for sure
Cause I know that little bitch she a hoe
Walk around bitch and you bad bad bad
When I put it in your mouth make you gag gag gag
But if I spend a bag get it back back back
And these bitches getting mad getting mad mad mad
Like dumb little bitch what the f*ck is going on
Now you really got me writing all these songs
But it's that type of weather
And we toting the berettas
So if you got a problem my nigga get your bread up
When I put it in your mouth make you gag gag gag
But if I spend a bag get it back back back
And these bitches getting mad getting mad mad mad
Like dumb little bitch what the f*ck is going on
Now you really got me writing all these songs
But it's that type of weather
And we toting the berettas
So if you got a problem my nigga get your bread up
If I can't f*ck her i'm f*cking her sister
I'll have her bend over like we playing twister
I don't wanna wife you i'm wifing your sister
Dumb little bitch no you not in the picture
Posted up with my nigga Z and we struck down
Niggas don't know were we really f*cking from now
Niggas do anything for a f*cking bust down
If you f*ck with gang my nigga you get gunned down
But she busting it open
On a cloud that i'm floating
What the f*ck is you really f*cking talking bout'
Nigga talking crazy put the gun in his f*cking mouth
Nigga talking crazy put the gun in his f*cking mouth
Nigga talking crazy when he seen us running down
No Celtics but we Boston
Nigga talking crazy we gon put him in a coffin
Stay sharp like a motherf*cking cactus
Nigga talking shit but he sleeping on a mattress
I know I got it
But your sister is popping
Like slatt from the back
And i'm f*cking on your sis yeah I hit from back yeah what
When I put it in her mouth make her gag yeah
Take it right out put it back in her ass
Walk around bitch and you bad bad bad
When I put it in your mouth make you gag gag gag
But if I spend a bag get it back back back
And these bitches getting mad getting mad mad mad
Like dumb little bitch what the f*ck is going on
Now you really got me writing all these songs
But it's that type of weather
And we toting the berettas
So if you got a problem my nigga get your bread up
Said i'm f*cking on your bitch and you know she bad
Yeah you know i'm getting money but you know I can't brag
Yeah take it out her mouth then I hit it from the back
Yeah hit it so good got her calling me dad
Bouta skirt off in a brand new Jag
Yeah new corvette 200 on the dash
Yeah if you don't listen then that's when you do bad
And when the bridge burn no you can't come back
Yeah it's me and ShayTheGreat
And you know how we rocking
And we pull up to your block yeah we get that shit popping
And you know she like me
But you know she like my little bro
And you know that she down for sure
Cause I know that little bitch she a hoe
Walk around bitch and you bad bad bad
When I put it in your mouth make you gag gag gag
But if I spend a bag get it back back back
And these bitches getting mad getting mad mad mad
Like dumb little bitch what the f*ck is going on
Now you really got me writing all these songs
But it's that type of weather
And we toting the berettas
So if you got a problem my nigga get your bread up
Writer: Miguel Aponte, Shay Isaac
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid