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() ... Ohh Yeah! The feeling is good food for the soul Let's gain some weight of these musical notes This is lunch on a Sunday, uncles and aunties You want beef, I got 2 on the stove My mom's sapasui is dope! Told her that I'll take her to the island of the Unataso Samoan steroids, got a cramp at my uncle's house and taro, the real sh*t from the underground And underground, the mean beneath soil, my dad told me to bake it between foil I give props, we have props that's do, we the poorest people, with a lot to loose But that just around the waist Yo! I aren't got much, but what I got imma share with you Okay Yeah, cuz that's just the island way, the island way Nothing, like them meals on Sunday I got good stuff on the way If you're feeling like some soul food Let me show you, how it's done the Island Way Nothing, like them meals on Sunday I got good stuff on the way If you're feeling like some soul food Let me show you, how it's done the Island Way! It's like firing up the skeleton Fry some corn beef, with spaghetti and some onion and some corn with it Man that the sh*t, we aren't had it in a minute But after this clip, I'm heading straight for the kitchen It's quick and easy, tasty and breezy, fatting but pleasing to my soul And even trying think about cloistering, it's about go get some more Fill the first one down, becuz there might not be a second round And in my padded, rice or whatever, we eat more rice all the Asians put together All your fruits and boots and coconut juice for your food and puttas, I was coconet too In midnight, I'm blaze back off the juice and bout caputs Hommo straight through with some taro and some turckey butts That's what I'm talking bout, nigga straight hommo style! It's all the same from New Zealand back to LA Nothing, like them meals on Sunday I got good stuff on the way If you're feeling like some soul food Let me show you, how it's done the Island Way Nothing, like them meals on Sunday I got good stuff on the way If you're feeling like some soul food Let me show you, how it's done the Island Way! Reminiscence back when I was so young And the kids in the back would come around They'll smell the scent of mamma's cooking Could we some more, Yeah! My lil brother's wedding all you can eat My big brother's wedding all you can eat Me, use to play bull rush on the streets Still pretty young, but the nothing at me I love living, I love giving, like I love my mom's stuffed chicken Good times, big boys, good rhymes I'll catch you next Sunday! Nothing, like them meals on Sunday I got good stuff on the way If you're feeling like some soul food Let me show you, how it's done the Island Way Nothing, like them meals on Sunday I got good stuff on the way If you're feeling like some soul food Let me show you, how it's done the Island Way! Nothing, like them meals on Sunday I got good stuff on the way If you're feeling like some soul food Let me show you, how it's done the Island Way Nothing, like them meals on Sunday I got good stuff on the way If you're feeling like some soul food Let me show you, how it's done the Island Way!
Writer(s): Mark Kolani Sagapolutele, Aaradhna Jayantilal Patel, Danny Tanielu Leaosavaii, T. Foisia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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