Oji Pierce - For My Sistas lyrics

[Verse 1] Now I done use the word b**h a few times in a rhyme But now it's '95 so let me drop a line This goes out to the young black queens on the neighborhood scene Who haven't lost their dream I know sometimes it seems like it ain't no love And to get where you go ya got to push and shove Around the way girl with hope in your heart Do his five in the purse and five in the start She's the kinda woman ya take home to momma The only kind you ever let get past the drama Coolio know that you ain't no ho And it's time to put you up on a pedestal seat Queen of the entire universe And you know how I know that you were put here first And to every n***a that dissed ya and every n***a that hit ya Accept my apologies for my brothas, my sista [Hook] Give it up for my sistas Give it up for my sistas Give it up for my sistas You're all I need [Verse 2] Princess of the Nile, sweet black s**y child Ooh, I like your style, huh First mother on the planet, I know it's gettin' scary And all these wannabe pimps is all that ya meet But ya gotta shake 'em off like fleas and n***a meat And use your God-given talents and abilities No matter where ya from ya get much respect From the top of your neck to your county check I see ya waitin' for the bus in the early morn Brick house with a face like Leena Horne I ain't no cap to save a ho but I got your front And your side and your back if that's what ya want So when it's time to put it down, I won't be runnin' Ya got a dear lil' somethin' like Harriet Tubman, huh No matta what ya do or where ya go Ya got love from a n***a named Coolio My sista [Hook] Give it up for my sistas Give it up for my sistas Give it up for my sistas You're all I need [Verse 3] Hernie Dipp got the lips, finga tips, and the hips To make mice outta the crazy-a** Bloods and Crips Make a n***a sing a song all night long 'Til his voice is gone wit' no music on You can be a busta on a hard-a** low And should be down with your a** when your poor and broke And um uh, every time ya need I'll owe ya Gotta do is make a phone call, cause When ya say 'come' ya know she's on her way With no hesitance and any type of delay I talk about my granny, Batana, and Vanita Jackie and Nicole and Grandy and Artisha I gots to give credit where credit is due And all credit that is credited is credit to you I give praise to your ways and for all my day Apologies much respect to the sons I raise My sista [Hook] Give it up for my sistas Give it up for my sistas Give it up for my sistas You're all I need