Sistas
Three Black queens in a Cadillac
Eyes are low and their edges flat
Out for the night no going back
Gonna glow up, pour up, show up
40s in hand and a guitar slide
Everybody blowing in my new ride
Pull up to the scene and we're looking fly
Gonna go up, go up, go up
Cause The Town is burning,
And the heavens orange
Too many thoughts are rushing 'round my head
I mustn't lay and weep in bed
Call ya girl so y'all can shake it off
Was my internal dialogue
Calling Meshelle yea
She said "you ready"
I said hell yea
I just wanna kick it with my sistas
I just wanna kick it with my sistas
I don't really wanna kick it with ya
I just really wanna get with my sistas
For your cut rate dreams I ain't signing a thing
Don't even breathe in my direction
No approaching me
Cause ain't no country for cowards
I got my 10,000 hours
Sometimes you gotta walk alone
Tell me am I preaching uh
Sometimes I'm out here on my own
'Cause nobody's speaking
Really I ain't trippin 'bout a thing
I'm with my Sistas
When I'm with ya can't nobody even step
Believe me when I see ya
We gon do it like we used to do
Just me and you
Ohh Ohh
I just wanna kick it with my sistas
I just wanna kick it with my sistas
I don't really wanna kick it with ya
I just really wanna get with my sistas
I just wanna kick it with my sistas
I just wanna kick it with my sistas
I don't really wanna kick it with ya
I just really wanna get with my sistas
Eyes are low and their edges flat
Out for the night no going back
Gonna glow up, pour up, show up
40s in hand and a guitar slide
Everybody blowing in my new ride
Pull up to the scene and we're looking fly
Gonna go up, go up, go up
Cause The Town is burning,
And the heavens orange
Too many thoughts are rushing 'round my head
I mustn't lay and weep in bed
Call ya girl so y'all can shake it off
Was my internal dialogue
Calling Meshelle yea
She said "you ready"
I said hell yea
I just wanna kick it with my sistas
I just wanna kick it with my sistas
I don't really wanna kick it with ya
I just really wanna get with my sistas
For your cut rate dreams I ain't signing a thing
Don't even breathe in my direction
No approaching me
Cause ain't no country for cowards
I got my 10,000 hours
Sometimes you gotta walk alone
Tell me am I preaching uh
Sometimes I'm out here on my own
'Cause nobody's speaking
Really I ain't trippin 'bout a thing
I'm with my Sistas
When I'm with ya can't nobody even step
Believe me when I see ya
We gon do it like we used to do
Just me and you
Ohh Ohh
I just wanna kick it with my sistas
I just wanna kick it with my sistas
I don't really wanna kick it with ya
I just really wanna get with my sistas
I just wanna kick it with my sistas
I just wanna kick it with my sistas
I don't really wanna kick it with ya
I just really wanna get with my sistas
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Earl Livingston, Grace Mearns Watson
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