Hey sista, soul Sista, soul Hey sista, soul Sista, soul Hey sista, soul Sista, soul
Yo, did you like, get our partyin'? Then I might be about you And if lookin' at your tape deck Or CD player like, what is that? Yeah, is, it's you If you actin' nonchalant out The like You ain't really this and like Yeah, it be you
An' if you sittin' still because a little bit nervous 'Cuz you don't know what I'm getting ready To come with, you Oh but, ones that are their heads up and down And feelin' this 'cuz, it's all I represent you, ai'ght? So we do this
How many y'all did it, did it before Freak somebody's shit knowing that it ain't Now there's a ramification just for Bite somebody sug', and they bite you back You busy smilin', smilin', grinnin' in my Whole time tryna take my Now this is for the real soul cat, leaders of the Just remember, God got yo'
See too many of ya'll ridin' in the same boat Gettin' too and the boat can't float Here's a little somethin' to make you You down if the mother sinks
It's too many of ya'll ridin' in the boat It's getting too and the boat can't float But a little somethin' to make you think You down under if the mother sinks
You that ya'll oughta quit it, quit it, quit it for sure Slidin' by on Xerox we don't know That's the luck if the rhythm can't in the place The only thing missin' is my face You got me burnin', yearnin', turnin' in my 'Cuz music be who I be Now this is for the real soul cat, of the pack Just remember, Stone got yo'
See it's too many of ya'll in the same boat too heavy and the boat can't float Here's a little to make you think You goin' down if the sinks
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See it's too many of ya'll in the same boat Getting too and the boat can't float Here's a something to make you think You goin' if the mother sinks
Too of ya'll, too many of ya'll to come for Too many of ya'll, too many of to come for Too many of ya'll, too of ya'll to come for Too many of ya'll, too many of ya'll to for
Imitating, business dealing, melody find Some born to sin, some weren't But baby, that's 'cuz I learned You really soul music be 'round for a while But if you're lessons from the leader Baby, yo' ass goodbye
Soul, music is for the real brothers who Are called the of the pack You who you are, you said it all baby, hey
Big ups to the that kept the wheel turning, yo To my mellow, Mayfield Mr. Gaye, Mr. Donnie Hathaway, Betty Wright True pioneers of soul And to the new generation of of the pack You who you are Big ups to you Keep it goin', goin',