LA Lisa

Album cover art for "LA Lisa" by SiR & Smino

SiR & Smino - R&B, West Coast Rap

LA Lisa

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[Verse 1: SiR] No, it ain't a question, not even an issue Nobody knows you like I know ya You grew up on Queen Street Your dad is a gangsta but he's gettin' older You was in love with the street life Used to seein' niggas, tuckin' the heat right Loud parties and street fights Hangin' with the players, got caught in the game Now you're in need of saving, but ain't we all the same? I thought if we make it out alive You might end up by my side, yeah (My side, my side) Guess we'll have to wait and see If you'll find your way to me [Chorus: SiR] La Lisa La Lisa La Lisa I need ya [Verse 2: Smino & SiR] Alright, I'ma stack these, alright That's my cuzzo, he gangbang But I don't claim shit, not no baggage, not even a briefcase You more street than me, babe (Nah) Only reason I'm out this way Get a lil' ratchet, stay over, color your box Don't tell your daddy, he might go Crayola (I heard the nigga just got out) Hurry up and come outside I got the whip parked, it's 'bout to get dark I'm talkin' Wesley, and we out West, you know it be 50 niggas on your block And I came through dolo this time, on a solo this time Like CeCe Winans, not whinin', but Not finna play with you, I'm tryna skate with you Like T.I. and NuNu, we on the couch late at night like Fallon (Fallon) I fall in, she got used to them scrubs, she a RN Darlin', Miss Lisa, she a moaner So bad, put your ass in the MoMA Yes, put that on my mama Pour Moët, it's a moment She finally slid to my house And threw me the neck like a geese, it made me speak Portuguese Ain't even know I could Been wantin' this for a while We keep it between you and me, capiche, ah, Lisa [Chorus: SiR] La Lisa La Lisa La Lisa I need ya [Outro] I can't believe this nigga ain't call me back Ol' Chief Keef head ass, Mekhi Phifer off "8 Mile" lookin' head ass He ain't call me back? (I can't believe this) I bet he don't even write his songs Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout he the king of R&B That nigga can't even move like Usher Ain't Chris workin' on something? (He trippin') Mm-hmm, pssh I thought we had a good time Well I had a good time, that weed was fire bro

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Credits

Writers
  • SiR
  • D.K. The Punisher
  • Bradford Tidwell
  • Smino