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Dave East - Soul Food Lyrics
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Rah (ah), oh
If you know me you know this shit don't stop (oh, rey)
Ready to clap (rey, hey, oh)

Uh, never had it, go get the most (most)
Whole outfit was baggy, can't tell if I had the toast (
Just walking through the hood, no traveling when you broke
I'm on Madison sippin' ghost, I bagged it up and I smoke nigga (nigga)
Blue rags ignite the fire
Freddy and Jason out, they forgot about Michael Myers
No chasin', walk up on you, I won't waste it (I won't)
It's dinner time, I'm geniune so anxious (so anxious)
My Bmore shorty was nervous, like yo dangerous
In one O, almost eight racks for four aces
Ay one doe I love your mother like mine (doe)
Budda already know I loved your mother like mine (boo)
Seen a nigga shot in the face, I was like nine
And anytime the dope was a nine it was aligned
Life changed, we was servin' in the south
Came back up top
Copped my bitch the berkin' with the pouch (uh)
Was baggin' up off-white before Virgil put it out (before)
Bad energy, I don't need it, I heard you, nigga bounce (nigga bounce)

Shots fly they get to steppin like it's Martin crib
Got your bitch on two 5th gettin' us all some fish
I text her, I ain't never ever call your chick (I ain't call her)
She text back like, "me and my nigga called it quits"
I was in the back room when you came to get all your shit (you ain't know)
You gave her all of your heart
I gave her all of this dick
They think shooter a handicap how he walk with a stick
I'm just talking my shit
My apartment was lit (lit)
Nas got me out of Six E
Backdoor never locked, Leezey had that tinsky
Cold in the summertime, hot when it's snowfall (hot)
Niggas keep my name in they mouth, can't say I know y'all (I know)
One thing for sure I'm for certain, I don't owe y'all (I know)
It was either I get a deal or get this coke off (coke off)
Can't even count the amount of people I broke off
Little problem go down hill, it start to snowball (snowball)
The collar on my daughter dog Goyard (Goyard)
These niggas is playing fouler than Mota
With birdy on the side like handle your business (handle your business)
For thirty five hundred we handle the witness (that's light)
I got no remorse, your man is a menace
Free my niggas out them jails, they standin' against us
I talk the type of shit that demand your attention (demand it)
Middle finger to the cop while he hand me the ticket (f*ck you)
If you do it for the likes than your gram'll be clickin' (I guess)
We had grams in the kitchen, can you handle the mission?
If you gotta go, slide, if not that's not how you built
My daughter won't know if I do not got a dollar for milk
Givenchy, there's leather on that jacket, the Prada is silk
I knock 'em down like I'm Will
Try me and probably get killed, uh, uh

I knock 'em down like I'm Will
Try me and probably get (I knock 'em)

Shots fly, they get to steppin' like it's Martin crib
Got your bitch on two 5th gettin' us all some fish
I text her, I ain't never ever call your chick (word)
She text back like, "me and my nigga called it quits"
I was in the back room when you came to get all your shit
You gave her all of your heart
I gave her all of this dick
They think Lo handicapped how he walk with a stick
I'm just talkin' my shit
My apartment was lit (lit)
Nas got me out of Six E
Nas got me out of Six E

Shots fly, they get to steppin' like it's Martin crib
Got your bitch on two 5th gettin' us all some fish
I text her, I ain't never ever call your chick
She text back like, "me and my nigga called it quits"
I was in the back room when you came to get all your shit (you ain't know though)
You gave her all of your heart
I gave her all of this dick
You gave her all of your heart, ha

(Hey, vey, rey, oh, oh lordy, oh lordy)
(Hey, oh lordy, oh lordy)
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English

Rah (ah), oh
If you know me you know this shit don't stop (oh, rey)
Ready to clap (rey, hey, oh)

Uh, never had it, go get the most (most)
Whole outfit was baggy, can't tell if I had the toast (
Just walking through the hood, no traveling when you broke
I'm on Madison sippin' ghost, I bagged it up and I smoke nigga (nigga)
Blue rags ignite the fire
Freddy and Jason out, they forgot about Michael Myers
No chasin', walk up on you, I won't waste it (I won't)
It's dinner time, I'm geniune so anxious (so anxious)
My Bmore shorty was nervous, like yo dangerous
In one O, almost eight racks for four aces
Ay one doe I love your mother like mine (doe)
Budda already know I loved your mother like mine (boo)
Seen a nigga shot in the face, I was like nine
And anytime the dope was a nine it was aligned
Life changed, we was servin' in the south
Came back up top
Copped my bitch the berkin' with the pouch (uh)
Was baggin' up off-white before Virgil put it out (before)
Bad energy, I don't need it, I heard you, nigga bounce (nigga bounce)

Shots fly they get to steppin like it's Martin crib
Got your bitch on two 5th gettin' us all some fish
I text her, I ain't never ever call your chick (I ain't call her)
She text back like, "me and my nigga called it quits"
I was in the back room when you came to get all your shit (you ain't know)
You gave her all of your heart
I gave her all of this dick
They think shooter a handicap how he walk with a stick
I'm just talking my shit
My apartment was lit (lit)
Nas got me out of Six E
Backdoor never locked, Leezey had that tinsky
Cold in the summertime, hot when it's snowfall (hot)
Niggas keep my name in they mouth, can't say I know y'all (I know)
One thing for sure I'm for certain, I don't owe y'all (I know)
It was either I get a deal or get this coke off (coke off)
Can't even count the amount of people I broke off
Little problem go down hill, it start to snowball (snowball)
The collar on my daughter dog Goyard (Goyard)
These niggas is playing fouler than Mota
With birdy on the side like handle your business (handle your business)
For thirty five hundred we handle the witness (that's light)
I got no remorse, your man is a menace
Free my niggas out them jails, they standin' against us
I talk the type of shit that demand your attention (demand it)
Middle finger to the cop while he hand me the ticket (f*ck you)
If you do it for the likes than your gram'll be clickin' (I guess)
We had grams in the kitchen, can you handle the mission?
If you gotta go, slide, if not that's not how you built
My daughter won't know if I do not got a dollar for milk
Givenchy, there's leather on that jacket, the Prada is silk
I knock 'em down like I'm Will
Try me and probably get killed, uh, uh

I knock 'em down like I'm Will
Try me and probably get (I knock 'em)

Shots fly, they get to steppin' like it's Martin crib
Got your bitch on two 5th gettin' us all some fish
I text her, I ain't never ever call your chick (word)
She text back like, "me and my nigga called it quits"
I was in the back room when you came to get all your shit
You gave her all of your heart
I gave her all of this dick
They think Lo handicapped how he walk with a stick
I'm just talkin' my shit
My apartment was lit (lit)
Nas got me out of Six E
Nas got me out of Six E

Shots fly, they get to steppin' like it's Martin crib
Got your bitch on two 5th gettin' us all some fish
I text her, I ain't never ever call your chick
She text back like, "me and my nigga called it quits"
I was in the back room when you came to get all your shit (you ain't know though)
You gave her all of your heart
I gave her all of this dick
You gave her all of your heart, ha

(Hey, vey, rey, oh, oh lordy, oh lordy)
(Hey, oh lordy, oh lordy)
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Writer: John David Jackson, Jason Phillips, Glen Jones, Charles Dumazer
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Exploration Group LLC
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