Lirik Lagu Soul Food - Goodie Mob
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My old boy from the pointBut I'm from Southwest and everyNow and then I get put to the testBut I can't be stoppedCause I gotta come true ain't go no gunBut I got my crewDidn't come fro no beef cause I don't eat steakI got a plate of soul food chicken, rice and gravyNot covered in too muchDrinking a cup of punch, tropicalEvery last Thursday of the month
Daddy put tha hot grits on my chest in tha morningWhen I was sick Mary had tha hot soup boilingDidn't know why but it felt so goodLike some waffles in that morningHeaded back to tha woodsNow I'm full as tickGot some soul on blast in tha cassetteFood for my brainI haven't stopped learning yetHot wings from Mo-JoesGot my forehead sweatingCelery and blue cheese on my menu next
Southern Fry won't allow my body to lie stillTied face goons surround me like cancer drillme with second-hand obstablesBut, only to make matters worsePlus I'm getting pimped by this temp lady JackieFrom Optima staffing figure laughingShut up clown don't talk to meLike that looking stupid of courseliving day by day and you ain't hardTrick hell you say?It's such a blessing when my eyesGet to see the sun riseTo get further away from where I've beenBut I'll never gorget everythang I went throughI appreciate the shit becauseIf I hada went and took the easy wayi wouldn't be the strong nigga that I am todayEverythang that I didDifferent thangs I was toldJust ended up being tood for my soul
Come and get yo' soul food, well wellGood old-fashioned soul food, all rightEverythang is for freeAs good as it can beCome and get some soul food
Sunday morning where you reating at?I'm on 1365 Wichita DriveOle' burd working the stove rideChurches dripping chicken in yesterday's greaseDidn't go together with this quart of Mickey'sLast night hanging over from a good timeyeah beef is cheaper butIt's pumped with "red dye" between two pieces of breadShawty look good with dem hairy legsWish I could cut her up but, ma stomach come before sexA house full of hoes now what's the ingredientSpaghetty plus her monthly flowThey know they making it hard on the yardFuck Chris Darden, fuck Marsha ClarkTaking us when we're in the spotlight for a jokeChanging by the day I see it's getting bigga in my squareLooking at Lenox from the outsideWith a stare no money to go insideTameka and Tiffany outside trippingAnd skipping rope to the beats from my jeepAs I speak wuz up from the driver seat
A heaping helping of fried chickenMacaroni and cheese and collard greensToo big for my jeansSomke steams from under the lid that's on the potAin't never had allot but thankful forThe little that I got why not beFast food got me feeling sickThem crackers think they sickBy trying to make this bullshit affordableI thank the Lord taht my voice was recordableCome an get your soul food well well..Hold up C it's what I writeAnd Miss Lady acting like we in jailSays she ain't got no extra hush puppis to sellBankhead seafood making me hit that doorWith a mind full of attitudeIt was a line at tha beautifulJJ'S Ribshack was packed tooLooking to be one of dem daysWhen Momma ain't cookingEverybody's out hunting with tha familyLooking for a little soul food
Come and get yo' soul food, well wellGood old-fashioned soul food, all rightEverythang is for freeAs good as it can beCome and get some soul food
Daddy put tha hot grits on my chest in tha morningWhen I was sick Mary had tha hot soup boilingDidn't know why but it felt so goodLike some waffles in that morningHeaded back to tha woodsNow I'm full as tickGot some soul on blast in tha cassetteFood for my brainI haven't stopped learning yetHot wings from Mo-JoesGot my forehead sweatingCelery and blue cheese on my menu next
Southern Fry won't allow my body to lie stillTied face goons surround me like cancer drillme with second-hand obstablesBut, only to make matters worsePlus I'm getting pimped by this temp lady JackieFrom Optima staffing figure laughingShut up clown don't talk to meLike that looking stupid of courseliving day by day and you ain't hardTrick hell you say?It's such a blessing when my eyesGet to see the sun riseTo get further away from where I've beenBut I'll never gorget everythang I went throughI appreciate the shit becauseIf I hada went and took the easy wayi wouldn't be the strong nigga that I am todayEverythang that I didDifferent thangs I was toldJust ended up being tood for my soul
Come and get yo' soul food, well wellGood old-fashioned soul food, all rightEverythang is for freeAs good as it can beCome and get some soul food
Sunday morning where you reating at?I'm on 1365 Wichita DriveOle' burd working the stove rideChurches dripping chicken in yesterday's greaseDidn't go together with this quart of Mickey'sLast night hanging over from a good timeyeah beef is cheaper butIt's pumped with "red dye" between two pieces of breadShawty look good with dem hairy legsWish I could cut her up but, ma stomach come before sexA house full of hoes now what's the ingredientSpaghetty plus her monthly flowThey know they making it hard on the yardFuck Chris Darden, fuck Marsha ClarkTaking us when we're in the spotlight for a jokeChanging by the day I see it's getting bigga in my squareLooking at Lenox from the outsideWith a stare no money to go insideTameka and Tiffany outside trippingAnd skipping rope to the beats from my jeepAs I speak wuz up from the driver seat
A heaping helping of fried chickenMacaroni and cheese and collard greensToo big for my jeansSomke steams from under the lid that's on the potAin't never had allot but thankful forThe little that I got why not beFast food got me feeling sickThem crackers think they sickBy trying to make this bullshit affordableI thank the Lord taht my voice was recordableCome an get your soul food well well..Hold up C it's what I writeAnd Miss Lady acting like we in jailSays she ain't got no extra hush puppis to sellBankhead seafood making me hit that doorWith a mind full of attitudeIt was a line at tha beautifulJJ'S Ribshack was packed tooLooking to be one of dem daysWhen Momma ain't cookingEverybody's out hunting with tha familyLooking for a little soul food
Come and get yo' soul food, well wellGood old-fashioned soul food, all rightEverythang is for freeAs good as it can beCome and get some soul food
