Leela James - Soul Food lyrics

[Leela James - 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

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