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Now I didn't use the word bitch 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 an' shove Around the way, girl, with hope in your heart Do his five in the purse an' five in the start She's the kinda woman ya take home to mama The only kind you ever let get past the drama Coolio know that you ain't no hoe 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 was put here first An' to every nigga that dissed ya an' every nigga that hit ya Accept my apologies for my brothers My sister (give it up for my sistas) Give it up for my sistas Give it up for my sistas You're all I need Princess of the Nile, an' sweet black sexy 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 an' nigga 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 Lena Horne I ain't no cap to save a hoe, but I got your front An' your side, an' 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 matter what ya do or where ya go Ya got love from a nigga named Coolio, my sister Give it up for my sistas, yeah Give it up for my sistas Give it up for my sistas 'Cause you're all I need, yeah Hernie Dipp got the lips, fingertips, and the hips To make mice outta the crazy-ass bloodz and crypts Make a nigga sing a song all night long Til' his voice is gone with no music on You can be a buster on a hard ass low An' should be down wit' your ass when you're poor and broke And um, uh, every time ya need, I'll owe ya All ya gotta do is make a phone call, 'cause When ya say, "Come" ya know she's on her way With no hesitance, an' any type of the leg I talk about my granny, Batana, an' Vanita Jacki an' Nicole, an' Grandy, an' Artisha I gots to give credit where credit is due An' all credit that is credited is credit to you I give praise to your ways, an' for all my day Apologies, much respect to the sons I raise My sister (give it up for my sistas, yeah) Give it up for my sistas, come on, just Give it up for my sistas 'Cause you're all I need, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Give it up for my sistas Come on, and give it up for my sistas Give it up for my sistas 'Cause you're all I need, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Just give it up for my sistas Come on, and give it up for my sistas Come on, and give it up for my sistas 'Cause you're all I need