Sista Big Bones

Someday I'll be walkin' along
And you'll step on the scene where I be
Hopefully you'll be touched by my charm
And the words of the song will lead the way
Bright eyed, then thangs, long hair, earrings
Just a few of the things I like about you

Sista Big Bones
(Big Bones)
Can a brother walk you home?
(Can I walk right beside you?)
Look like a plate of neck bones
(You look so good, look so good)
I like to keep your body warm

Frankly I admire your style
How you go into work everyday?
Confident in your walk and your stride
Got my note open wide, Miss Thang

I'd like to take you on a nice date
Shoot some riddles, have some vittles with you
Make no mistake, I'll be a gentleman
Take your coat, open doors, things I'll do

Sista Big Bones
(Big Bones, yeah)
Can a brother walk you home?
(Can I walk right beside you?)
Look like a plate of neck bones
(You look so good, look so good)
I like to keep your body warm
(I like to keep your body warm)

I like to dance with you
Hold hands and walk with you
Sing songs and stare at you
Miss Thang, Miss Thang

Sista Big Bones
(Big Bones)
Can a brother walk you home?
(Can I walk right beside you?)
Look like a plate of neck bones
(You look so good, look so good)
I like to keep your body warm
(I like to keep your body warm)

Sista Big Bones
(Sista Big Bones, yeah)
Can a brother walk you home?
(Can we take a long walk, baby?)
Look like a plate of neck bones
(You look so good, look so good)
I like to keep your body warm
(Said I like to, said I like to, baby)

Sista Big Bones
(Sista Thickness said, "I like you")
Can a brother walk you home?
(We can take the long way, baby)
Look like a plate of neck bones
(I want to be right there, baby)
I like to keep your body warm
(Keeping you warm, baby, yeah)

Sista Big Bones
(Open your door, I think your brother)
Can a brother walk you home?
(I would listen to you, everything you do)
Look like a plate of neck bones
(How was your day?)
I like to keep your body warm
(Look so good to me, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sista bigness, get down with your quick, quickness
I hope you won't forget this, quickly, all forget this
I'll be around till Christmas



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Christopher Batson, Anthony Cornelius Hamilton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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