Angie Stone - Soul Insurance lyrics

Hey sista, soul sista, sista, soul sista
Hey sista, soul sista, sista, soul sista
Hey sista, soul sista, sista, soul sista

Yo, did you just like, get our partying?
Then I might be talking about you
And if you're looking at your tape deck
Or your CD player like, what is that?
Yeah, possibility is it's you
If you actin' nonchalant lookin'
Out the window like
You ain't really feelin' this and like, uh
Yeah, it might be you, uh
And if you sittin' still because
You're a little bit nervous
'Cause you really don't know
What I'm getting ready to come with, it's you
Oh, but uh
Ones that are bobbin' their heads up and down
And feeling this cuz uh, it's all that
I represent you, aight?
So we gon' do this, huh huh
Hey sista, soul sista, sista, soul sista
Hey sista, soul sista, sista, soul sista
Hey sista, soul sista, sista, soul sista

How many y'all don' did it, did it before
Freak somebody's shit knowing that
It ain't yours
Now there's a ramification just for that
Bite somebody sug'
And they gon' bite you back
You busy smilin', smilin'
Grinnin' in my face
Whole time tryna take my place
Now this is for the real soul cat
Leaders of the pack
Just remember, God got yo' back

See it's too many ya'll ridin'
In the same boat
Getting too heavy and the boat can't float
Here's a little something to make you think
You goin' down if the mother sinks
It's too many ya'll ridin' in the same boat
It's getting too heavy and
The boat can't float
Here's a little something to make you think
You goin' down under if the mother sinks

You know that ya'll oughta quit it
Quit it for sure
Slidin' by on Xerox thinkin' we don't know
That's the luck if the rhythm
Can't stand in the place
The only thing that's missing is my face
You got me burnin', yearnin'
Turnin' in my sleep
Cuz soul music be who I be
Now this is for the real soul cat
Leaders of the pack
Just remember, Stone got yo' back
Soul soul soul insurance
Soul soul soul insurance
Soul soul soul insurance
Soul soul soul insurance

Too many of ya'll
Too many of ya'll to come for
Too many of ya'll
Too many of ya'll to come for

Imitating, business dealing
Melody tryna find
Some were born to sin, some weren't
But baby, that's ok cuz I learned
You really know soul music them
You'll be around for a while
But, if you're taking lessons from the leader
Baby, kiss yo' ass goodbye

Soul, soul music
This is for the real brothers who
Are called the leaders of the pack
You know who you are, you said it all baby
Hey big ups to the peeps that
Kept the wheel turning, yo'
To my mellow, Curtis Mayfield mr marvin Gaye
Mr donnie Hathaway, uh betty Wright
True pioneers of soul music
And to the new generation of soul
Leaders of the pack you know who you are
Big ups to you keep it going, going, going