Soul Food

My old boy from the point but I'm from Southwest And every now and then I get put to the test But I can't be stopped Cause I gotta come true ain't go no gun But I got my crew Didn't come fro no beef cause I don't eat steak I got a plate of soul food

Let me get a chop at this lumber Niggas from da down underground are hangin' around the A-Town Lookin' for a come up, workin' from 9 to 5 Just to get some change so T-Mo can stay alive Not greedy or living' lavish yet but you can bet that when I do N

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[Verse 1] When the scene unfolds Young girls 13 years old Expose themselves to any Tom, Dick, and Hank Got more stretch marks than these hoes Hollin they got rank See Sega ain't in this new world order Dem experimenting in Atlanta, Georgia United Nat

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SOUL FOOD 作词:横山剑 作曲:横山剑 ひとときの气の迷いから 危险な夏が始まる 君とふたり ベトナムな海の家で米粉面 甘い风が吹き拔ける なんて可爱らしい君の喋り方 病み付きにさせないでくれ 恋は惩り惩りなんだよ SOUL FOOD 饱食な俺を "恋やつれ"させる女 海の男たちが 君のお尻视てる 见せつけてやりたい 强引に夺うタラコな唇 SOUL FOOD 衣服脱ぎ舍てても why? 心脱がせない女 まさか本气かよ なんて恼ましいの キャミソール弹ける西瓜 魅せつけてられてお

One to da two da three da four Dem dirty Red Dogs done hit the door And they got everybody on they hands and knees And they ain't gonna leave until they find them keys Now if dirty Bill Clinton fronted me some weight Told me to keep two, bring him ba

Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed 'cause', you know me, givin' me left hand dap P-funk be ridin' shot gun escort your window broke out son A cool breeze got my lips chap, mornin' slap some Soul

Kiss the back of my neckbone (whoa) Make it hot like Lousiana hot sauce (Chorus) Whoa, whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh, oh-ooh (Shoot, that's soul food) Whoa, whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh, oh-ooh (Stankin' like chitlins) (Verse 1) Sweet like sweet potato pie Like col

[Verse 1] God damn, god damn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Bett

Put me in a serious situation Hope I get another chance to live life as I know 4:30 was the time, I'm feelin' a pain in my chest I guess I smoke too much sess Makin' a nigga mo' slow off the doe in Olympian bubblin' under who Where's the crew thick m

Submit Lyrics Your name will be printed as part of the credit when your lyric is approved. 专辑:Philly Style 歌手:Jeff Lorber 歌曲:Soul Food

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