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Sistah Girl Video (MV)




Performed By: Ju1ius
Length: 3:18
Written by: Julius Wilkins, Jr.




Ju1ius - Sistah Girl Lyrics




Why you wanna play me out in public like I ain't the man
Why you act like you don't wanna see me popping like the latest trend
Act like she don't keep that goody goody girl I ain't conviced
In the streets she all goody goody she lowkey a freak...
Your best behavior what you
Best be on
2:30 on the bed it ain't no
Rest we up...
No need to rush we up
Wake up in morning still trying to f*ck!
She got a gift from God well gone and
Bless me up, say she don't sex she get
Stressed we must be telepathic
If I pull the camera out it's gon' get pornographic
Scratches on my back, missionary followed by a backshot, couple
Months her friends gone think she got ass shots
Sippin on moscato while she ride the blimp It get her high as shit
She can't take it but her facial expression tell me this shit amazing!

She acting hella bougie but she come from the gutter gutter
Stretch it out like some Hubba Bubba had a nigga like hubba, hubba
She smoke wit her sistah girl but she keep it undercover
Say she smoke wit her sistah girl but she keep it undercover
Like a piece of bubble gum make it pop
Put that pussy on my tongue and I wont stop
When I get them knees weak you gone drop
Got me soaking like I just fell off a dock ay...

It's Lit like a lamp, yeah...
My sheets hella damp, yeah...
She wet like a dam f*ck on top of it we don't give a damn
Got her bent like a ramp, ay
That pussy is stamped, ay
You was talkin cold cash then hopped out the bed and fell on your ass
Do you need a glass of water? Do I need to help up? Do you need a life alert?
F*ckin around wit me, f*ck all your feelings you guaranteeed to squirt
What made it better is you was just stressing your job, yeah you just got home from work
Come get this dick girl you ain't gotta dwell on the problems and shit that you don't deserve
I remember when we met you was standing your ground, you wouldn't pick up the phone at first
Now you act like you gone die whenever I leave, 'cause when you home alone it hurt
She do it good in the morning I love when she moan, 'cause that let me know that it work
She do it best when she high from a indica so 'fore I hit it we smoke the purp
Eat it until you can't take it then eat it some more, baby these just the bonus perks
Come to you like hey I got a bone to pick
You got me swole and it don't hurt it feel good and I know it feel good to you too, uh
Let's just face it
She can't take it but her facial expression tell me this shit amazing!
She acting hella bougie but she come from the gutter gutter
Stretch it out like some Hubba Bubba had a nigga like hubba, hubba
She smoke wit her sistah girl but she keep it undercover
Say she smoke wit her sistah girl but she keep it undercover
Like a piece of bubble gum make it pop
Put that pussy on my tongue and I wont stop
When I get them knees weak you gone drop
Got me soaking like I just fell off a dock aye...
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Why you wanna play me out in public like I ain't the man
Why you act like you don't wanna see me popping like the latest trend
Act like she don't keep that goody goody girl I ain't conviced
In the streets she all goody goody she lowkey a freak...
Your best behavior what you
Best be on
2:30 on the bed it ain't no
Rest we up...
No need to rush we up
Wake up in morning still trying to f*ck!
She got a gift from God well gone and
Bless me up, say she don't sex she get
Stressed we must be telepathic
If I pull the camera out it's gon' get pornographic
Scratches on my back, missionary followed by a backshot, couple
Months her friends gone think she got ass shots
Sippin on moscato while she ride the blimp It get her high as shit
She can't take it but her facial expression tell me this shit amazing!

She acting hella bougie but she come from the gutter gutter
Stretch it out like some Hubba Bubba had a nigga like hubba, hubba
She smoke wit her sistah girl but she keep it undercover
Say she smoke wit her sistah girl but she keep it undercover
Like a piece of bubble gum make it pop
Put that pussy on my tongue and I wont stop
When I get them knees weak you gone drop
Got me soaking like I just fell off a dock ay...

It's Lit like a lamp, yeah...
My sheets hella damp, yeah...
She wet like a dam f*ck on top of it we don't give a damn
Got her bent like a ramp, ay
That pussy is stamped, ay
You was talkin cold cash then hopped out the bed and fell on your ass
Do you need a glass of water? Do I need to help up? Do you need a life alert?
F*ckin around wit me, f*ck all your feelings you guaranteeed to squirt
What made it better is you was just stressing your job, yeah you just got home from work
Come get this dick girl you ain't gotta dwell on the problems and shit that you don't deserve
I remember when we met you was standing your ground, you wouldn't pick up the phone at first
Now you act like you gone die whenever I leave, 'cause when you home alone it hurt
She do it good in the morning I love when she moan, 'cause that let me know that it work
She do it best when she high from a indica so 'fore I hit it we smoke the purp
Eat it until you can't take it then eat it some more, baby these just the bonus perks
Come to you like hey I got a bone to pick
You got me swole and it don't hurt it feel good and I know it feel good to you too, uh
Let's just face it
She can't take it but her facial expression tell me this shit amazing!
She acting hella bougie but she come from the gutter gutter
Stretch it out like some Hubba Bubba had a nigga like hubba, hubba
She smoke wit her sistah girl but she keep it undercover
Say she smoke wit her sistah girl but she keep it undercover
Like a piece of bubble gum make it pop
Put that pussy on my tongue and I wont stop
When I get them knees weak you gone drop
Got me soaking like I just fell off a dock aye...
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Writer: Julius Wilkins, Jr.
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