เพลง LA Lisa (Explicit)

Song: LA Lisa

Artist: SiR Featuring Smino

Lyrics: Bradford Tidwell, Smino & SiR

Composer: D.K. The Punisher & Bradford Tidwell

No, it ain't a question, not even an issue

Nobody knows you like I know ya

You grew up on Queen Street

Your dad is a gangsta but he's gettin' older

You was in love with the street life

Used to seein' niggas, tuckin' the heat right

Loud parties and street fights

Hangin' with the players, got caught in the game

Now you're in need of saving, but ain't we all the same?

I thought if we make it out alive

You might end up by my side, yeah (My side, my side)

Guess we'll have to wait and see

If you'll find your way to me

La Lisa

La Lisa

La Lisa

I need ya

Alright, I'ma stack these, alright

That's my cuzzo, he gangbang

But I don't claim shit, not no baggage, not even a briefcase

You more street than me, babe (Nah)

Only reason I'm out this way

Get a lil' ratchet, stay over, color your box

Don't tell your daddy, he might go Crayola

Hurry up and come outside

I got the whip parked, it's 'bout to get dark

I'm talkin' Wesley, and we out West, you know it be

50 niggas on your block

And I came through dolo this time, on a solo this time

Like CeCe Winans, not whinin', but

Not finna play with you, I'm tryna skate with you

Like T.I. and NuNu, we on the couch late at night like Fallon (Fallon)

I fall in, she got used to them scrubs, she a RN

Darlin', Miss Lisa, she a moaner

So bad, put your ass in the MoMA

Yes, put that on my mama

Pour Moët, it's a moment

She finally slid to my house

And threw me the neck like a geese, it made me speak Portuguese

Ain't even know I could

Been wantin' this for a while

We keep it between you and me, capiche, ah, Lisa

La Lisa

La Lisa

La Lisa

I need ya

I can't believe this nigga ain't call me back

Ol' Chief Keef head ass, Mekhi Phifer off "8 Mile" lookin' head ass

He ain't call me back? (I can't believe this)

I bet he don't even write his songs

Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout he the king of R&B

That nigga can't even move like Usher

Ain't Chris workin' on something? (He trippin')

Mm-hmm, pssh I thought we had a good time

Well I had a good time, that weed was fire bro