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Soul Food lyrics
Kiss the back of my neckbone Make it hot like Lousiana hot
sauce 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 Sweet like sweet
potato pie Like collard greens and yams on the side
I'm full from top to the bottom and this ain't no
lie I'm hot like Mississippi burning in the middle of
July And I'm sayin'... Whoa, whoa-oh-oh
whoa-oh-oh, oh-ooh Whoa, whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh, oh-ooh
Sip me up like lemonade from a mason jar Make it
good like some chicken fried in a pan of lard I'm
getting spoiled like old beans and I can't lose my head
'Cause when you're not around I'm crumbling
like cornbread (repeat chorus)
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