Alba s touto skladbou:
Play With Bootsy,
Well, uhh, are you living from your Soul Sista, tonight (Yeah, yeah)
Then if you are, I’m signing the global international unconditional love rights for ya, baby (yeah, yeah)
It’s goin‘ down tonight (Hey, Bootsy, baby, Bootsy!)
Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Yeah)
Respec‘ a Soul Sista (that’s how you do it, baby)
Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Oh yeah, baby/ Fat Juicy)
Respec‘ a Soul Sista
Fat Joe, why don’t you come and hit me with that flow, baby?
Fat Joe:
Yeah, uh, what you know about them boys
Toys are us
Top width, top chicks, all we do is crush
If the crib’s filled with Mamis you can assume it’s us
Hangin‘ off chandeliers wilding out like what
You see the wood frames, the mats, the wood grain
On the inside panel of a Jeep 4-Brave (what?)
And the floor‘s all marble on a much higher bracket
Business never personal, that’s why we vinyl wrapped it
Sky’s the limit so the kid pops glass
My brothers we done came up not givin' a F, how?
With the T.E.R.R.O.R. Squad
None other than Bootsy and your brother, Joe The God
The Kid flow hard, ask ya clique
Brothers, we like you crazy
They got classic hits
Uhh, you can’t match this, baby
Not Joey Crack Tha Dawn and Bootsy, Baby!
Soul Sista, Sweet Sista
Respec‘ a Soul Sista (uh, you got to respect, ah)
Soul Sista, Sweet Sista
Respec‘ a Soul Sista
Soul Sista, I glow with fire
Chocolate Mocha, you shoot me higher
You’s a queen, I must agree
Let me know ´bout your family tree
Your Momma had to be Foxy Brown (true, true)
Sheba Baby, you knock me out
I salute ya, never use ya
Don’t let them Playboys abuse you
Sing it!
Soul Sista, Sweet Sista
Respec‘ a Soul Sista (Soul Sista)
Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Sweet Sista)
Respec‘ a Soul Sista
Sing it!
Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Soul Sista, Sweet Sista)
Respec‘ a Soul Sista
Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Ah, Fat Joe, let it go, baby)
Respec‘ a Soul Sista (Ah, let it flow, baby)
Fat Joe:
Me and Bootsy in cahoots
And we‘re lookin‘ for some sistas that’s flown the koop
Not necessarily because they cute
Because you know what you want and the Funk’s in you, baby
Bootsy:
Me and Cousin Joe is in cahoots
And we‘re lookin‘ for some sistas that’s flown the koop
Not necessarily because they cute
Because, ah, as you know, the Funk’s in you baby,
Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Yeah)
I love Ya, Sweet Sista (You’re the other woman, baby)
Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Speak on, baby)
I love ya, Sweet Sista
Soul Sista, Sweet Sista
Respec‘ a Soul Sista (Soul Sista)
Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Soul Sista)
Respec‘ a Soul Sista (Soul Sista)
Soul Sista
(Soul Sista, ah, Soul Sista)
Soul Sista
(Soul Sista, ah, Soul Sista)
Soul Sista
Soul Sista
Say what?
Soul Sista, Soul Sista
Come on
Soul Sista
All around the world, let me hear you say
Soul Sista
This is dedicated to all my Soul Sisters
Uhh, let it be written and let it be done, baby
You know your name should be melody, baby
Yeah, my cold cuppa Hot Chocolate
(Wiiiiind me up, ah!)
In Funk We Thrust, Baby
