Текст песни Camp Lo - Soul Train
Camp Lo - Soul Train слова песни
SOOOOUUUUULLLLLL Train[Cheeba]All aboard, the crook gravy trainWith the cannons and the swords (cannons and the swords?)Yea, we on the pigeon hit show them what they dealing withCouple chess moves and the Skin City blues quick[Suede]Bronx vision, motor demolitionSaturated savvy pins and every car collisionsNew explosions wave at you with the frozenMagazine melting on a mama pack the Jones inNude on the jukebox, cut her in the tube socksWhile I marinate mars on the scotch rocks[Cheeba]You`re my manYou better clap your hands to this hurricane furyBloodhound gangs pull itBreath on them, they don`t want to hustle with weakDays in the oven, hot, make my mamas hotMix them with the goldie long greenMacking baby, pimping neverCrawl through the jungle with the blood on the featherWe cocking, soul rockingAssassins in the `69 club Brooklyn[Suede]Palmetto, lemon lime limoHenny on your lino Plenty broads are bimbosCrash the symbols, nine dot initialsMissiles never graze you just taze you and be down with youKeep the moccacino, saffire silver shadowSexy sizzles leaping riddle wake up when it travels[Chorus]People all over the world (Hop on the soul train line)Hop on it (Clap) Clap your handsJust clap your hands and clap your hands and get down(Love) Love (Peace) Peace (Soul) Soul (Soul) SoulPeople all over the world....clap your hands and get downSOOOOUUUUULLLLLL Train[Suede]After hours, china clam chowderSniffing baby powder in my prowler whiteI`m throwing flowers, mixing them with sourWhiskey teriyaki getting sticky tonight[Cheeba]Yea we gorilla pimp Drag them on the floorBut we still don`t monkey around with the get downYa`ll got to understand we talking about WinchestersMarks say with the ridged roundWe shafting broads from AfricaKumbaya my Lo`[Suede]We catalog worldwideButter dying dieWild cat classic??? rapper dramaticSkiing at the lodgesEight car garagesIce-a-lated roomsTripping off Cali shroomsLuxury meals but I, keep it casualAwake the waterfall but that walkMa I ain`t mad at youDine with the shark for some local cuisinePreen the parcher in my white wolf mink hanging so mean[Cheeba]Pull up a seat bumping we going to rideSnatch up the wheels I kiss the clean sideBefore I kiss you whip the king`s brideMama, I don`t want to hurt her but daddy it`s likeIt just went off, want to hit the dance floorGet your ticket now all aboard[Chorus]