03 Greedo, Buddy and Kenny Beats - Soul Food

(Lil' momma)
(Lil' momma, hey)
(Food, yeah)
Whoa, Kenny

Told lil' momma she the butter on my rice (butter, butter)
Told lil' momma she the sugar on my drip (sugar, sugar)
Told lil' momma she my candy-coated ice (candy, candy)
Told lil' momma she the Kool-Aid on my bitch

Collard greens, black-eyed peas
Hot sauce on my chitterlings
Neck bones, pig feet
Mac and cheese, chicken wings
Collard greens, black-eyed peas
Hot sauce on my chitterlings
Neck bones, pig feet
Mac and cheese, chicken wings (she got me soul food)

Your conversation's dry as this cornbread
Broke ass bitch, gon' 'head
You can't even cook it out the kitchen
All day, I'm outside, big chain
I'ma need a woman who more different, yeah
The one who put the pussy in a handstand, yeah
She ain't got no network, she ain't in the house
But baby always at work
She don't even use the couch
There's no one to talk to
But when I'm home she use her mouth
But girl you, girl you do cook good
She was raised in the South
Soul food

Told lil' momma she the butter on my rice (butter, butter)
Told lil' momma she the sugar on my drip (sugar, sugar)
Told lil' momma she my candy-coated ice (candy, candy)
Told lil' momma she the Kool-Aid on my bitch

Collard greens, black-eyed peas
Hot sauce on my chitterlings
Neck bones, pig feet
Mac and cheese, chicken wings
Collard greens, black-eyed peas
Hot sauce on my chitterlings
Neck bones, pig feet
Mac and cheese, chicken wings (she got me soul food)

Collard greens, black-eyed peas
Hot sauce on my chitterlings
(Soul food, soul food)
Neck bones, pig feet
Mac and cheese, chicken wings
Soul food (yeah) yeah

Written by:
Elijah Austin, Jason Jackson, Kenneth Charles III Blume, Simmie Sims

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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