VEDO - S O U L F O O D lyrics
[VEDO - S O U L F O O D lyrics]
Vedo, Baby hol' up
I know, I know
You might think that a nigga real selfish
All that ass man I really can't help it, no
I know, I know
You know how to make me jealous
Why you gotta be selfless, babe
Oh baby, i can't wait till' I get home
Girl, I've been craving
Your touch, your kiss, can't wait no more
Can I get a piece of that apple pie
Don't be stiching, you know that it's mine
Might not be good for me
But you good for my soul
I'm talking 'bout love Jones, you my Nilo
So good, make me rush home
Take my time, make it last long
You're my soul food on Sunday
My soul food on Sunday
You know how to get to me
You know what i like you got the recipe
One thing never satisfied me
You got my heart and everything in between
(It's just like momma used to cook
After church, sometimes even after work)
So good that you didn't
Leave room for dessert oh yeah baby
Oh ohhh
No there ain't nothing I won't
Do to keep you satisfied
I'll put my pride aside
Oh no 'cause she the type to
Make you go to church
She the type to make you read the Bible
Learn the word i'm talking good sex and she
Got her own money
Got no debt do her like a vet
Never let me leave the house upset
A good woman knows the way to a man's soul
(Soul) and I can't lie
It's so good, it's so good, baby
I'm talking 'bout love Jones, you my Nilo
So good, make me rush home
Take my time, make it last long
(Make it last long)
You're my soul food on Sunday
You're my, my, my soul food on Sunday
You know how to get to me
(You know how to get to me)
You know what I like you got the recipe
One thing never satisfied me (Oh no no)
You got my heart in everything in between
(Just like momma used to cook
After church, sometimes even after work)
So good that you didn't
Leave room for dessert oh yeah baby
Oh oh
Yeah, let that play
I know, I know
You might think that a nigga real selfish
All that ass man I really can't help it, no
I know, I know
You know how to make me jealous
Why you gotta be selfless, babe
Oh baby, i can't wait till' I get home
Girl, I've been craving
Your touch, your kiss, can't wait no more
Can I get a piece of that apple pie
Don't be stiching, you know that it's mine
Might not be good for me
But you good for my soul
I'm talking 'bout love Jones, you my Nilo
So good, make me rush home
Take my time, make it last long
You're my soul food on Sunday
My soul food on Sunday
You know how to get to me
You know what i like you got the recipe
One thing never satisfied me
You got my heart and everything in between
(It's just like momma used to cook
After church, sometimes even after work)
So good that you didn't
Leave room for dessert oh yeah baby
Oh ohhh
No there ain't nothing I won't
Do to keep you satisfied
I'll put my pride aside
Oh no 'cause she the type to
Make you go to church
She the type to make you read the Bible
Learn the word i'm talking good sex and she
Got her own money
Got no debt do her like a vet
Never let me leave the house upset
A good woman knows the way to a man's soul
(Soul) and I can't lie
It's so good, it's so good, baby
I'm talking 'bout love Jones, you my Nilo
So good, make me rush home
Take my time, make it last long
(Make it last long)
You're my soul food on Sunday
You're my, my, my soul food on Sunday
You know how to get to me
(You know how to get to me)
You know what I like you got the recipe
One thing never satisfied me (Oh no no)
You got my heart in everything in between
(Just like momma used to cook
After church, sometimes even after work)
So good that you didn't
Leave room for dessert oh yeah baby
Oh oh
Yeah, let that play