She was only seven When she was called to Heaven That little kid sister of mine We used to play together In fair and stormy weather That little kid sister
Go distract me, it was good to go! Gucci rag top, Gucci rag top, With the Gucci, Gucci rag top! With their Gucci, Gucci rag top! With the... Gucci rag
[Chorus:] Got her toes done up, with her finger nails matchin Got her toes done up with her finger nails matchin Got Got her toes done up with her finger
her finger nails matchin Got Got her toes done up with her finger nails matchin Toes, toes done up with her finger nails matchin [Repeat] [Verse 1: Kid Sister
[Chorus:] O My God I can't believe he's calling me again Why, I don't even like you (nigga quit calling me) Can you believe this, (why you gotta keep
[feat. The Count and Sinden] Hit me on my beeper hit me on my beeper Beeper beeper beeper beeper [x4] Hit me on my beeper hit me on my beeper Beeper
Pop the rhythm take the rame Pick the winner cross the land Cause you know you like it I'm your lady I'm your miss I'm your baby Kiss kiss Socket to
[feat. David Banner] (So you know ah, half of chi town is from missisipi anyway. My name is David Banner introducing Kid Sister) Hold it there, Stop
that shit would be nice But your name ain't "Ice" - kid... I'll screw the silencer on - rock you softly How you gonna step to me kid? You grew up off
in style now when Rome go Gidget the other got Bridget what's more tripped out though is they sisters nah, you aint listen, they black, they sisters they
these other niggas how you bought yo' kid some tennis shoes Let these brothers know that your momma she got her house too Let these niggas know that your sister
Yo, this kid was raised to hustle, all he ever known was truble. His mama never kept a job his daddy die in struggle. He had a sister cute as fuck that
crew, of motherfuckers Who ain't goin' out like suckers Told me call Karl Kani and all my other brothers I told my sister Walker, who was the smoothest talker Negotiate the deal with them other
back in 1970 We didn't know about a world wide web It was a whole different game being played back when I was a kid You wanna get down in a cool way
'High price' life While I'm on tour is my man cheatin' just for spite? And if you only knew I hold my minks at nights with cheap Or no other hands can
ass" Hey mister, would ya care to bare witness to The ass-whippin' I'm about to administer To this ass-kissin' little vaginal blister Stanabis, little Marshall Mathers' sister
with their hands Your man took a loss, but he left it at that But you made it your business to say, he was coming back The other kid wouldn't have it
won't skip and shit Getting juice from the fucking light poles Shout out to the Bronx, nigga Aiyyo, this shit go way back like a Uni marker Kid bombing
