Lunar C, Tommy Dockerz - My Sister is a Slag lyrics
[Lunar C, Tommy Dockerz - My Sister is a Slag lyrics]
My sister is a big flat slag yayuh
Slag, slag, slag, slag
I'm makin' money while my sisters
Sleeping with my friends she's a game slag
She's got five kids to six different men
I'm pimpin' my siblin' for a twenty
Deck and a pack of rizzla
Fill my glass up and pack the bifter
You can come to my house and shag my sister
Yayuh my sister is a slag
My sister is a big fat slag yayuh
Slag, slag, slag, slag, slag
She's got a bad attitude
Sat in a mood at the back of
The room at the family reunion
If she runs away I won't miss her
I'll cut her face out the family picture
Everyday I see her with a different man
On her Instagram and her Facebook
But, I ain't never seen how her face looks
Without tons of fake tan and make up
She looks like me but with tit's
You could see how that could be undesirable
And she sucks all my mates off when they come
'round and they got some time to kill
I'm ashamed to be seen with her
Everybody knows that she gets around
Cuz they see her pushing that triple buggy
'round the estate in her dressing gown
She looks like me but her dicks bigger
Bring me a six pack of shin twisters
And you could come shag my big sister
Just come to my house, I live with her
Slag, slag, slag, slag
You could come shag my big sister
Just come to my house I live with her
I'm making money while my sister's
Sleeping with my friends she's a game slag
She's got five kids to six different men
I'm pimpin' my siblin'
For a twenty deck and a pack of Rizla
Fill my glass up and pack the bifter
You can come to my house and shag my sister
Yayuh my sister is a slag
My sister is a big fat slag, yeah
Slag, slag, slag, slag, slag
She's a nice girl, my big sis
My big sis, she likes big dicks
And that's cool so long as my shins twist
And I'm getting money like Flliptrix
Now I ain't got no piff and chips
Or piffin bitch for the fish and chips
Listen kid
My sister is the definition of a nephelim
Grabbin' on the biggest dick in
Every session she's entering
If we're talking fat slags
My saster needs mentionin'
She's sucked off every last lad
From Bradford to Kettering
She's a gang banger but she ain't a gangster
Works the pole but she ain't a dancer
Paid at the door but they came to bang her
Call her Roxy but her name's Samantha
She ain't a panda she likes to fuck
My sister she's a sentinel
For a twenty pound she's rentable
So come and hire that slut
Gah, gah! (slag) gah! (slag) gah! (slag)
I'm making money
While my sisters sleeping with my friends
She's a game slag
She's got five kids to six different men
I'm pimpin' my siblin' for a twenty
Deck and a pack of Rizla
Fill my glass up and pack the bifter
You can come to my house and shag my sister
Yayuh my sister is a slag
My sister is a big fat slag
Slag, slag, slag, slag, slag