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soul food - que & mike fresh lyrics

soul food lyrics
[verse 1: que]
i got birds in the box like [?]
you wanna come and get it, [?] ticket
got weed, got beans to go on the side
even got syrup to pour on your biskets
my grandma always trippin on me
cause i used the pots, and i ain’t washed the dishes
i feed the j’s like hollidays, they say a n*gga dope taste so expencive
said i love my plug, cause he show me love, and he always keep a young n*gga fed
got the breast, got the wing, got the thigh, got ’em all, can even come cop you a leg
i wake up in thе morning, then i hit it with the fork, [?] no egg
[?] whilе i’m serving b*tter, cause i keep me a lotta bread

[chorus: mike fresh]
damb good chicken, damb good greens
damb good corn bread, damb good beans
had to scr*pe my plate, just to feed my hood
complements to the chef, that was damb good
damb good chicken, damb good greens
damb good corn bread, damb good beans
had to scr*pe my plate, just to feed my hood
complements to the plug, that was damb good

[verse 2: que]
my iphone, i keep playing
my [?] phone a motorola
that kush pack could get in your mouth, but you can wash it down with that cola
i remix it with the baking soda
damb, you ain’t even know it
but the dish i cooked was so ham, you still came back for left overs
my uncle cooking them tados, while i’m f*cking round with that drank
just meet me at my grandma house, i fix your ass a plate
i got a [?] take food stamps, i got a senior citizen’s discount
me and freshco got the best dope, just meet me over at his house
[chorus: mike fresh]
damb good chicken, damb good greens
damb good corn bread, damb good beans
had to scr*pe my plate, just to feed my hood
complements to the chef, that was damb good
damb good chicken, damb good greens
damb good corn bread, damb good beans
had to scr*pe my plate, just to feed my hood
complements to the plug, that was damb good

[verse 3: quavo]
quavo!
cooking up cookies, you n*ggas is p*ssy
a fed in the game, you n*ggas is rookys
you walk in my hood with the hundred band jug
my young n*ggas on you, i know that they [?]
young quavo got them cakes and the pies
young quavo got burgers and fries
come place your order, it’s over the boarder
i’m selling [?] with no eyes
my trap be trampoline jumping
got corn bread in the oven
if you want the whole thing [?] collard greens
gotta purchass one m*ffin
see [?] he my cousin
but [?] need me nothing
feds hit the spot, put the work in the addic
12 ain’t even see nothing
[chorus: mike fresh]
damb good chicken, damb good greens
damb good corn bread, damb good beans
had to scr*pe my plate, just to feed my hood
complements to the chef, that was damb good
damb good chicken, damb good greens
damb good corn bread, damb good beans
had to scr*pe my plate, just to feed my hood
complements to the plug, that was damb good

- que mike fresh lyrics

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