Mama Gave Birth to the Soul Children 歌词
| 歌曲 | Mama Gave Birth to the Soul Children |
| 歌手 | Queen Latifah |
| 专辑 | All Hail the Queen |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Huston, Mercer, Owens ... | |
| Possy, Dovey! (Yes mama?) Time to get up! | |
| Hello, I'm Queen Latifah, how ya doing? | |
| I hope that you're with this, I hope that you're willing | |
| I want to introduce you to a cut called | |
| "Mama Gave Birth to the Soul Children" | |
| [Dove] | |
| Well here comes the goy (Goy?) | |
| The truth to the goy | |
| You know the one, that ate up like boy | |
| Stepping with a step, keeping with a kept | |
| Making an appearance with a notty-head set | |
| Lunatics you lose cause the Plug 2's singing | |
| Peace to the negative, nah, you make the weigh-in | |
| Weigh-in, weigh-in, way out of order | |
| If you know you're better, you'd better that you caught a | |
| Waving mine a peace sign higher than a kite | |
| If you're feeling sick, it's alright it's fever night | |
| Don't do "Do see do" and dig in no potholes | |
| Cause if you do we calling in March Patrol | |
| It's no different from the verbal last heard | |
| Cayumbo is the ruler that's bond to the word | |
| He's moving more than three feet, jocking with the knee deep | |
| Dove is going to leave you with a tweet tweet tweet | |
| [Posdnuos] | |
| Next on the menu, we continue with the pasta | |
| Dipped in chocolate, served with lotsa | |
| Twizzlers and honey, yum yum yummy | |
| Lyrics I'm flaunting is good for the tummy | |
| Tiptoing in I proceed to the floors | |
| Selling much records like a pimp mover | |
| Excuse me mommy, Pos wins | |
| Cause I'm the A to the Plug W-O-N | |
| Brother freak it live for this tribe | |
| Now let's ride down the highway of vibes | |
| Pushing that we start cause the soul says please | |
| Cutting back with the raps and we don't get cheese | |
| Ducks and we sit need to get ???? | |
| Cause preacher is the key to the casualty | |
| Polaroid flicks are back and you know | |
| That the soul is moving on up like the Jeffersons | |
| Go mommy! (Repeat 16x) | |
| [Queen Latifah] | |
| I'm back, a black queen upon the scene | |
| With a knack for funky tracks, know what I mean? | |
| Prince Paul produces this and it's a fly one | |
| It has a beat that weigh, he's one of my sons | |
| It's a family affair and then we're out of here | |
| There is no doubt here, cause this is our year | |
| So flex to a Queen Latifah/De La Soul sound | |
| (Go ahead mama get down) | |
| It's inevitable that this joint venture would be incredible | |
| We never put ourselves on any pedistal | |
| But the rhyme is so good it's practically edible (Say what?) | |
| So check the sounds of Mama Zulu | |
| As I relay the story untold | |
| And if you're wondering why I got kids so big | |
| They weren't born from the body, they were born from the soul | |
| (De La Soul gives shoutouts til fade) |
| zuo ci : Huston, Mercer, Owens ... | |
| Possy, Dovey! Yes mama? Time to get up! | |
| Hello, I' m Queen Latifah, how ya doing? | |
| I hope that you' re with this, I hope that you' re willing | |
| I want to introduce you to a cut called | |
| " Mama Gave Birth to the Soul Children" | |
| Dove | |
| Well here comes the goy Goy? | |
| The truth to the goy | |
| You know the one, that ate up like boy | |
| Stepping with a step, keeping with a kept | |
| Making an appearance with a nottyhead set | |
| Lunatics you lose cause the Plug 2' s singing | |
| Peace to the negative, nah, you make the weighin | |
| Weighin, weighin, way out of order | |
| If you know you' re better, you' d better that you caught a | |
| Waving mine a peace sign higher than a kite | |
| If you' re feeling sick, it' s alright it' s fever night | |
| Don' t do " Do see do" and dig in no potholes | |
| Cause if you do we calling in March Patrol | |
| It' s no different from the verbal last heard | |
| Cayumbo is the ruler that' s bond to the word | |
| He' s moving more than three feet, jocking with the knee deep | |
| Dove is going to leave you with a tweet tweet tweet | |
| Posdnuos | |
| Next on the menu, we continue with the pasta | |
| Dipped in chocolate, served with lotsa | |
| Twizzlers and honey, yum yum yummy | |
| Lyrics I' m flaunting is good for the tummy | |
| Tiptoing in I proceed to the floors | |
| Selling much records like a pimp mover | |
| Excuse me mommy, Pos wins | |
| Cause I' m the A to the Plug WON | |
| Brother freak it live for this tribe | |
| Now let' s ride down the highway of vibes | |
| Pushing that we start cause the soul says please | |
| Cutting back with the raps and we don' t get cheese | |
| Ducks and we sit need to get ???? | |
| Cause preacher is the key to the casualty | |
| Polaroid flicks are back and you know | |
| That the soul is moving on up like the Jeffersons | |
| Go mommy! Repeat 16x | |
| Queen Latifah | |
| I' m back, a black queen upon the scene | |
| With a knack for funky tracks, know what I mean? | |
| Prince Paul produces this and it' s a fly one | |
| It has a beat that weigh, he' s one of my sons | |
| It' s a family affair and then we' re out of here | |
| There is no doubt here, cause this is our year | |
| So flex to a Queen Latifah De La Soul sound | |
| Go ahead mama get down | |
| It' s inevitable that this joint venture would be incredible | |
| We never put ourselves on any pedistal | |
| But the rhyme is so good it' s practically edible Say what? | |
| So check the sounds of Mama Zulu | |
| As I relay the story untold | |
| And if you' re wondering why I got kids so big | |
| They weren' t born from the body, they were born from the soul | |
| De La Soul gives shoutouts til fade |
| zuò cí : Huston, Mercer, Owens ... | |
| Possy, Dovey! Yes mama? Time to get up! | |
| Hello, I' m Queen Latifah, how ya doing? | |
| I hope that you' re with this, I hope that you' re willing | |
| I want to introduce you to a cut called | |
| " Mama Gave Birth to the Soul Children" | |
| Dove | |
| Well here comes the goy Goy? | |
| The truth to the goy | |
| You know the one, that ate up like boy | |
| Stepping with a step, keeping with a kept | |
| Making an appearance with a nottyhead set | |
| Lunatics you lose cause the Plug 2' s singing | |
| Peace to the negative, nah, you make the weighin | |
| Weighin, weighin, way out of order | |
| If you know you' re better, you' d better that you caught a | |
| Waving mine a peace sign higher than a kite | |
| If you' re feeling sick, it' s alright it' s fever night | |
| Don' t do " Do see do" and dig in no potholes | |
| Cause if you do we calling in March Patrol | |
| It' s no different from the verbal last heard | |
| Cayumbo is the ruler that' s bond to the word | |
| He' s moving more than three feet, jocking with the knee deep | |
| Dove is going to leave you with a tweet tweet tweet | |
| Posdnuos | |
| Next on the menu, we continue with the pasta | |
| Dipped in chocolate, served with lotsa | |
| Twizzlers and honey, yum yum yummy | |
| Lyrics I' m flaunting is good for the tummy | |
| Tiptoing in I proceed to the floors | |
| Selling much records like a pimp mover | |
| Excuse me mommy, Pos wins | |
| Cause I' m the A to the Plug WON | |
| Brother freak it live for this tribe | |
| Now let' s ride down the highway of vibes | |
| Pushing that we start cause the soul says please | |
| Cutting back with the raps and we don' t get cheese | |
| Ducks and we sit need to get ???? | |
| Cause preacher is the key to the casualty | |
| Polaroid flicks are back and you know | |
| That the soul is moving on up like the Jeffersons | |
| Go mommy! Repeat 16x | |
| Queen Latifah | |
| I' m back, a black queen upon the scene | |
| With a knack for funky tracks, know what I mean? | |
| Prince Paul produces this and it' s a fly one | |
| It has a beat that weigh, he' s one of my sons | |
| It' s a family affair and then we' re out of here | |
| There is no doubt here, cause this is our year | |
| So flex to a Queen Latifah De La Soul sound | |
| Go ahead mama get down | |
| It' s inevitable that this joint venture would be incredible | |
| We never put ourselves on any pedistal | |
| But the rhyme is so good it' s practically edible Say what? | |
| So check the sounds of Mama Zulu | |
| As I relay the story untold | |
| And if you' re wondering why I got kids so big | |
| They weren' t born from the body, they were born from the soul | |
| De La Soul gives shoutouts til fade |
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