I'm a brute, your sister blow my flute,
But rather than singing non praise the dude
Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese
My sister, my sister, don't give up your body to impress them nobodies.
Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her
You can call me brutha cause i'm fuckin' with your sister
Fucking ya own sister in her sleep
I pray the lord my guns to keep
So don't worry about me fuckin' your sister,
Growing up, your dreams are getting bigger
Rookie you couldn't even call my sister a hooker
Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for
If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner
I won't mourn when i assassinate and twist barb #wire around your sister/
Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,
I said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister
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