[Queen Latifah]
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Possy, Dovey! (Yes mama?) Time to get up!
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Hello, I'm Queen Latifah, how ya doing?
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I hope that you're with this, I hope that you're willing
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I want to introduce you to a cut called
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"Mama Gave Birth to the Soul Children"
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[Dove]
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Well here comes the goy (Goy?)
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The truth to the goy
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You know the one, that ate up like boy
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Stepping with a step, keeping with a kept
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Making an appearance with a notty-head set
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Lunatics you lose cause the Plug 2's singing
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Peace to the negative, nah, you make the weigh-in
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Weigh-in, weigh-in, way out of order
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If you know you're better, you'd better that you caught a
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Waving mine a peace sign higher than a kite
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If you're feeling sick, it's alright it's fever night
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Don't do "Do see do" and dig in no potholes
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Cause if you do we calling in March Patrol
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It's no different from the verbal last heard
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Cayumbo is the ruler that's bond to the word
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He's moving more than three feet, jocking with the knee deep
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Dove is going to leave you with a tweet tweet tweet
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[Posdnuos]
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Next on the menu, we continue with the pasta
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Dipped in chocolate, served with lotsa
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Twizzlers and honey, yum yum yummy
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Lyrics I'm flaunting is good for the tummy
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Tiptoing in I proceed to the floors
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Selling much records like a pimp mover
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Excuse me mommy, Pos wins
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Cause I'm the A to the Plug W-O-N
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Brother freak it live for this tribe
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Now let's ride down the highway of vibes
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Pushing that we start cause the soul says please
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Cutting back with the raps and we don't get cheese
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Ducks and we sit need to get ????
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Cause preacher is the key to the casualty
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Polaroid flicks are back and you know
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That the soul is moving on up like the Jeffersons
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Go mommy! [16x]
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[Queen Latifah]
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I'm back, a black queen upon the scene
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With a knack for funky tracks, know what I mean?
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Prince Paul produces this and it's a fly one
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It has a beat that weigh, he's one of my sons
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It's a family affair and then we're out of here
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There is no doubt here, cause this is our year
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So flex to a Queen Latifah/De La Soul sound
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(Go ahead mama get down)
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It's inevitable that this joint venture would be incredible
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We never put ourselves on any pedistal
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But the rhyme is so good it's practically edible (Say what?)
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So check the sounds of Mama Zulu
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As I relay the story untold
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And if you're wondering why I got kids so big
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They weren't born from the body, they were born from the soul
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[De La Soul gives shoutouts 'til fade]
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Mama Gave Birth To The Soul Children
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Queen Latifah |