MOTHERS POT

Lyrics

[Intro: CS Armstrong] Yeah, okay Yeah, okay I hear you, nah [Verse 1: CS Armstrong] Nah, I'm something for the soul baby Look, I told her stir it up, you gotta stir it up I know it's a lot, you gotta stir it up Put it in the pot, you gotta stir it up A lil' Big and Pac, you gotta, okay You gotta stir it up, baby Yeah you gotta stir it up, hey, mix it all You gotta— Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I told 'em something good for the soul, baby If you gon' do it, do it to go, baby I give her good for the— hey Yeah, yeah, hey I give her something good for the soul baby [?][0:45] [Chorus: CS Armstrong] Something good for your soul (something real good, something real good) Something good for your soul (something real good, something real good) Something good for your soul (something real good, something real good) Something good for your soul (something real good, something real good) [Verse 2: Chuck Inglish] Cook it so good they say you put yo foot in it Homemade lemonade in that one pitcher Telling mami I need the big piece of chicken Baking sheet the bacon though if you a real nigga You can't knead it too much or the bread won't stretch If you keep looking back, you can break yo neck Handle this right now, that other shit next Ayy do it wit' yo heart, that's how you feel it in yo chest Put it on a plate, and I'm looking great today Sop it up with a biscuit and you gotta have gravy It tastes way better when yo kinfolks make it Goliath wouldn't have never beat David anyway [Chorus: CS Armstrong] Something good for your soul Something good for your soul Something good for your soul Something good for your soul [Verse 3: Roc Solid] Yeah, look I ain't the type to brag But I can tell by how you act, that cat is out the bag I'm a grown ass man, don't care about your past More concerned with the fact if that's yo real ass If you got real class When you take that makeup off, if you still bad Do you post yo pictures without using filters When my niggas meet you is they gon' ask if you got a sister That's how you know we onto something in the kitchen Mac and cheese, fried chicken with the stuffing, this that soul food This that pull up to the function in an old school Real player like She tryna act like she don't like that I'm the player type This shit come easy to me like my name was Eric Wright I'm just tryna do it bigger than a terabyte, on jet skis out in paradise Roll one, take a shot, let's make a toast to life She hitting my phone tryna figure what we on tonight [Chorus: CS Armstrong] Something good for your soul (something real good, something real good) Something good for your soul (something real good, something real good) Something good for your soul (something real good, something real good) Something good for your soul (something real good, something real good) Something good for your soul (something real good, something real good) Something good for your soul (something real good, something real good) Something good for your soul (something real good, something real good) Something good for your soul (something real good, something real good) [Outro]