Holdin' On Sista Lyrics

Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah

Ah, Ah Ah

Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah

Ah, Ah Ah

Sister sweetest can't you see its me

I'm feeling sweet dripping from head to toe in all my mamas jewelry

Getting those first pay checks but I'm years yet from a house

Turn up to your wedding decked out in fake Levi straus

Read about those neighbors flashing razors in the hood

Hope your car insurance covers 2x4's of wood

Least the gram ain't banned and no ones stocking any guns

Topping up ur tan but from a can and not the sun

Now I know u love to ask about that side of life

Well we've all wet the whistles yet no weekends with the wife

Like to try and never shy but not the lychee type

Sure that skin is soft but the emotions too unripe

But there was one

Never begun

But hey, I'm holding on sister

Right to the bone, what a carry on

And hey

I might have just missed her

But I'm ramblin' on

Gotta carry on

Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah

Ah, Ah Ah

Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah

Ah, Ah Ah

Sure she had a show on college radio

Warms up with some cardio then climbs up to electro

Only watches Ghibli when its dubbed in Japanese

She's the type of freak who spends her week off

Watching old twin peaks

And if there was another who brother would approve

Then sister he'd take to her like a needle to a groove

Slim but still a chance, still glimpsing ghosts of the romance

Plagued still by a pipe dream of us watching ur first dance

But hey, were getting on sister

Right to the bone

What a carry on

And hey, I never once kissed her

But I'm rambling on

Gotta carry on