Coolio - For My Sistas Lyrics
Now I didnt use the word ***** a few times in a rhyme, butNow its 95 so let me drop a lineThis goes out to the young black queensOn the neighborhood sceneWho havent lost their dreamI know sometimes it seems like it aint no loveAnd to get where you go ya got to push an shoveAround the way girl with hope in your heartDo his five in the purse an five in the startShes the kinda woman ya take home to mommaThe only kind you ever let get past the dramaCoolio know that you aint no hoAnd its time to put you up on a pedestal seatQueen of the entire universeAnd you know how I know that you were put here firstAn to every nigga that dissed ya an every nigga that hit yaAccept my apologies for my brothaz....(chorus)My...sista...Give it up for my sistasGive it up for my sistasGive it up for my sistasYoure all I need...Princess of the nileAn sweet black sexy childOoh I like your style, huhFirst motha on the planetI know its gettin scaryAnd all these wannabe pimps is all that ya meetBut ya gotta shake em off like fleas an nigga meatAnd use your god-given talents and abilitiesNo matta where ya from ya get much respectFrom the top of your neck to your county checkI see ya waitin for the bus in the early mornBrick house with a face like leena horneI aint no cap to save a hoBut I got your frontAn your side an your back if thats what ya wantSo when its time to put it down I wont be runninYa got a dear lil somethin like harriet tubmanm, huhNo matta what ya do or where ya goYa got love from a nigga named coolio....-chorus-Hernie dipp got the lips, finga tips, and the hipsTa make mice outa the crazy-ass bloodz and cryptsMake a nigga sing a song all night longTil his voice is goneWit no music onYou can be a busta on a hardass lowAn should be down wit your ass when your poor and brokeAnd um uhEvery time ya need Ill owe yaGotta do is make a phone call, cuzWhen ya say come ya know shes on her wayWit no hesitanceAn any type of the legI talk about my grannyBatana, an vanitaJacki an nicole an grandy an artishaI gots to give credit where credit is dueAn all credit that is credited is credit to youI give praise to your wayzAn for all my dayApologies much respect to the sons I raise....-chorus(extended)-
