Soul Train

* SOOOOUUUUULLLLLL Train

All aboard, the crook gravy train

With the cannons and the swords (cannons and the swords?)

Yea, we on the pigeon hit show them what they dealing with

Couple chess moves and the Skin City blues quick

Bronx vision, motor demolition

Saturated savvy pins and every car collisions

New explosions wave at you with the frozen

Magazine melting on a mama pack the Jones in

Nude on the jukebox, cut her in the tube socks

While I marinate mars on the scotch rocks

You're my man

You better clap your hands to this hurricane fury

Bloodhound gangs pull it

Breath on them, they don't want to hustle with weak

Days in the oven, hot, make my mamas hot

Mix them with the goldie long green

Macking baby, pimping never

Crawl through the jungle with the blood on the feather

We cocking, soul rocking

Assassins in the '69 club Brooklyn

Palmetto, lemon lime limo

Henny on your lino

Plenty broads are bimbos

Crash the symbols, nine dot initials

Missiles never graze you just taze you and be down with you

Keep the moccacino, saffire silver shadow

Sexy sizzles leaping riddle wake up when it travels

People all over the world (Hop on the soul train line)

Hop on it (Clap) Clap your hands

Just clap your hands and clap your hands and get down

(Love) Love (Peace) Peace (Soul) Soul (Soul) Soul

People all over the world....clap your hands and get down

SOOOOUUUUULLLLLL Train

After hours, china clam chowder

Sniffing baby powder in my prowler white

I'm throwing flowers, mixing them with sour

Whiskey teriyaki getting sticky tonight

Yea we gorilla pimp

Drag them on the floor

But we still don't monkey around with the get down

Ya'll got to understand we talking about Winchesters

Marks say with the ridged round

We shafting broads from Africa

Kumbaya my Lo'

We catalog worldwide

Butter dying die

Wild cat classic

??? rapper dramatic

Skiing at the lodges

Eight car garages

Ice-a-lated rooms

Tripping off Cali shrooms

Luxury meals but I, keep it casual

Awake the waterfall but that walk

Ma I ain't mad at you

Dine with the shark for some local cuisine

Preen the parcher in my white wolf mink hanging so mean

Pull up a seat bumping we going to ride

Snatch up the wheels I kiss the clean side

Before I kiss you whip the king's bride

Mama, I don't want to hurt her but daddy it's like

It just went off, want to hit the dance floor

Get your ticket now all aboard

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