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sister margie - style lyrics

[verse 1: sister margie]
yeah you hear me, hear me, hear me with that trap flow
droppin’, droppin’, droppin’ tracks, i got that cash flow
just listen, listen, listen, shut up and keep your mouth closed
see me, see me, see me, with them expensive logos
from wales, wales, wales, wales i ain’t no anglo
i love god, god, god, god, don’t like diablo
you can’t come back, come back, from the dead you ain’t lazarus
me and stephen formed a clique, yeah, you can’t damage us

[hook]
how many nuns do you see on mayfair?
ooh, that’s that sister margie style
how often do you splash the cash?
ooh, isn’t that sister margie wild?
man i would k!ll for some yeezys
ooh, that’s that sister margie style?
this life don’t come easy
ooh, sister margie life is wild

[verse 2: stephen manley]
had a good morning? i partied all night
messed with fakes, got into a fight
make them jelly, like they’re dwight
fizzing on y’all, just call me sprite
the buzz on that c0ke makes me go frantic
go so mad i mess with your chick
i make the beats so pedantic
fam turn this up, this a mad hit
i make these beats slap, slap, slap
your girl’s got the clap, clap, clap
mess with me i’ll break your kneecap, caps
end of my verse, that’s a wrap, wrap, wrap

[verse 3: sister margie]
i got lots, you barely ten toes
ten bars put you to comatose
see me in them comfy clothes
basic until there’s gucci nun robes
yeah gucci nun robes
i can’t mess with these o’s
i’mma bring you that flow
that will make you say “woah”
when i pull up on your block
get on your knees and love god
let jesus in your life
or you will have strife
when i was in the nunnery
i came up with sick poetry
that will make you drop your groceries
sending shockwaves to overseas

[verse 4: stephen manley]
i produced your favourite songs
sister margie sings along
ran to wales, i did things wrong
back in slough i do belong
got so many hoes you can call me a farmer
an animal one, farm fluff from llamas
you stupid kids have so much drama
whatever you say won’t dent my armour
now i’m hitchhiking, call me arthur dent
eating so much beef fat i need a stent
don’t give a flip about your two cents
chat bad to me, i’ll leave you on read

[outro: sister margie]
it’s that sister margie style
it’s the, it’s the margie style
it’s that sister margie style
it’s the margie margie style
it’s that sister margie style
it’s the, it’s the margie style
it’s that sister margie style
it’s the, it’s the margie style
it’s that sister margie style
it’s the margie margie style
it’s that sister margie style
it’s the, it’s the margie style

[outro 2]
chill man! chill, chill
chill ye, chill
chill. shish burnt up already
it’s over

- sister margie lyrics

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