letra de soul food (outro) - belly gang kushington
[intro]
now this some of that real soul food sh-t, n-gga, you know what i’m sayin’
ayy
mm, ayy
ayy (malik)
ayy, ayy
[chorus]
you know my life was ghetto fabulous, we put hot sauce on the collard greens
my drunk auntie used to call a n-gga all kind of things
my drug dealin’ uncle came through with all kind of bling
his son my favorite cousin, we used to drink all kind of lean, huh
n-gga, i used to be all kind of clean (phew)
i used to go inside greenbriar to get fits and pick out all kind of things
i ain’t never ate no bean pies, but i f-ck with the muslims, yadamin
i used to ask my daddy was he on the way, that n-gga used to lie to me, d-mn
[verse]
boo hoo, sad story, my daddy had hustlin’ ways
we used to get in a fight and not talk to each other for a couple of days
me and my brothеrs and sisters, we got split up a couple ways
i ain’t rеally see ’em too much, but we used to link up a couple days
d-mn, it used to feel good, huh (phew)
them was the days, we used to ride around in the hood
my daddy had a hoopty, smoke up under the hood, huh
ridin’ ’round drunk preachin’, but he told us nothin’ but good
n-gga, he told us nothin’ was to it
y’all gotta love each other, stick with your family (phew)
and i’m the one who buy the presents, n-gga, santa claus ain’t come down no chimney
and i’m livin’ in the present, n-gga, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got a lot in front of me
but i’m still your dad, you gotta honor me, ayy
[chorus]
you know my life was ghetto fabulous, we put hot sauce on the collard greens (phew)
my drunk auntie used to call a n-gga all kind of things
my drug dealin’ uncle came through with all kind of bling
his son my favorite cousin, we used to drink all kind of lean, huh
n-gga, i used to be all kind of clean (phew)
i used to go inside greenbriar to get fits and pick out all kind of things
i ain’t never ate no bean pies, but i f-ck with the muslims, yadamin
i used to ask my daddy was he on the way, that n-gga used to lie to me, d-mn
[outro]
i love my daddy though
hold on, this my granddaddy callin’, he leavin’ a message
i don’t know which one of y’all it is
i don’t know if it’s victor thomas, my brother, or victor thomas, my grandson
i just want to tell both of y’all somethin’
y’all is ’bout the lyingest n-ggas i ever seen in my whole entire life
and i’m gon’ tell you this here and i want you to know it ’cause i really want to tell you to your face
’cause ain’t nothin’ on gods green earth more important to me at this age of eighty-one years old
ain’t nothin’ on this world more important than to see my brother and my grandson for a minute or two
and then you can go on back to stealin’ or whatever you doin’
and i’ma tell both of y’all victors somethin’
i don’t want you to think it’s ’cause i need some money
because i do need four, five thousand dollars, it ain’t, it ain’t ’bout that
i could use that right this instant
but, uh, just seein’ your face and watch them lies come out of it will be just fine
well, i got to go see a indian ’bout a blanket, so, um, i’ll see you
lyin’-ass n-ggas
bye
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