Lyrics Sis - Hamzaa , Br3nya

I see you sis, doing your ting
Frontal hella laid and your edges on swim
And you too fly to be stressing about him
You worked till five and you still made gym?
Damn you a boss Bitch.
Make a man move mad like a mosh pit.
Had a dream about a Benz so she copped it
She won a big bag, she won a profit
And you ain't felt like yourself in awhile
You find it hella hard to crack a likkle smile
And she a single mum but she still hold it down
Baby daddy is a bum, he ain't really been around (whaa...)
F*ck him anyways, he must be mad if thinks he'll get a better babe
I see them girls hating on you cause you getting paid
She playing nigga outchea' she ain't getting played

Doesn't matter what they say no
You're the one they gotta wait on
From the waist down to the way up
Let them Hate on (yuh...)

Don,t worry you can style on them
Style on them
Style on them
Don't worry you can style on them
Style on them
Style on them

If they're sleeping' on you sis,its all good!, let'em sleep
They'll soon wake up
She love to twerk when she puttin' on her make up
She too real she don't deal with the fake stuff (for real)
And I know Uni stressing you
And the money in your pocket been stretchin' too
You just wanna pree the net and cop a dress or two
Thinking twice if it's wise for rent is due
Yeah, but keep goin' you gon' get there in the end
Soon v and a girl again with your friends
Banging all nighters while you still look peng
Graduate with a first, baby girl you's a ten
Hairs all done and your nails on fleek
And you need a real one, I know that shit ain't cheap
Spent a few bills just to keep your shit neat about
Come 'round and he ain't tryna take you out to eat
He got standards that don't mean she a gold digger
She just know that she won't make way for no broke nigga
Make sure your ting is fully patterned before approaching her
She got her eyes on the prize, she's a go getter
Don't let 'em tell you your waist ain't a cutie
You don't need no figure rater or a big bootie
You got a good heart sis that's what I call beauty
And when they get you down you bounce back like a true G

Doesn't matter what they say no
You're the one they gotta wait on
From the waist down to the way up
Let them hate on (yuh...)
Don't worry you can style on them
Style on them
Style on them
Don't worry you can style on them
Style on them
Style on them

Doesn't matter what they say no
You're the one they gotta wait on
From the waist down to the way up
Let them hate on (yuh...)
Don't worry you can style on them
Style on them
Style on them
Don't worry you can style on them
Style on them
Style on them