AMG - Mai Sista Izza b**h lyrics

[AMG] Aw yeah! AMG's in the motherf**ing house! I got somebody I want y'all to meet Here's my sister.. ("b*tch!") [Verse 1: Bo$$] Yeah back again and again and again, it's the Bo$$, damn right In the mood, I feel like f**ing with a n***a tonight And can't no motherf**er slow me down, hold me down Yo if I was you I wouldn't f** around Cause I was one to start static Watching a n***a look up the barrel of my automatic When a n***a panic, I just sit back and laugh And if you got something to say, you motherf**er that's yo' a** So save the what cha say and all that bullsh** A lady like the B ain't in the mood to be f**ed wit yo Cause I'm a slick b**h yo, the way it has to be Call me a true b**h cause my b**h is coming naturally Yeah, that's the way it is, I just can't quit When it comes, to f**ing your feelings and all that type sh** The brother AMG calling me a trip Call it what you want, cause yo this sista is one hell of a b**h [Chorus: AMG] Yeah y'all, my sista is a ("b*tch!") Yeah y'all know, my sista is a ("b*tch!") Aw yeah, my sista is a ("b*tch!") Yo 'Shell, kick it to the next sh** ("b*tch!") [Verse 2: Bo$$] Let me, correctly break it down to ya, the term b**h A sista straight up clownin ya, cause the n***as ain't sh** So get this, this the season for the ladies to get even In the nineties we doin all of the D-O-G'n Let it be known we know what's going on n***as be creeping and freaking, ho after ho every weekend But see I'm out to get a grip, a sista like myself I'll grab the gat and get hazardous to a n***a's health And for the trick n***as something's up my sleeve And so you better check for your dough before you go Today I feel like doing dirty sh**, being a b**h so to speak see I think I'll be a b**h all week, me and the D-double-E I got the sh** you can't get with, hell yeah Straight dogging, cause this b**h is legit [AMG] Yeah y'all, y'all know this is my motherf**ing sh** That showed you how to kick that sh** (uh tell 'em) [Chorus: AMG] Yeah y'all, my sista is a ("b*tch!") Yeah y'all know, my sista is a ("b*tch!") Aw yeah, my sista is a ("b*tch!") Yeah y'all know, my sista is a ("b*tch!") 1991 and '92 ("b*tch!") Bo$$ is in the motherf**ing house ("b*tch!") AMG's in the house ("b*tch!") Yo G, kick it.. [Verse 3: AMG] A n***a wit too much dick to f** wit AMG's got the forty ounce, come and take a sip Hoes love me cause "Word to the D" bumps Dick for the chick, gun for the chumps And yes, I love b**hes it's true s** my dick, it's about 90 proof You might get drunk you punk With cha big a** and your female funk Sliding a wave of thighs from your jiggable pie You're burning so fast, you can probably start a fire b**hes ain't nothing but p**y with a attitude She might f**, or she might make your balls blue And yo, smack the ho with cha dick Cause she's on some new improved sh** Cause this ho is a ("b*tch!") that ho is a ("b*tch!") So my sista is a motherf**ing ("b*tch!") (ha ha ha ha ha...) Ha ha ha ha, yeah y'all! b**h, yeah For the '92, AMG and Bo$$ Making cash, ha ha ha ha Yeah.. ("b*tch!")