song lyrics Soulman lyrics Smiling faces when you re no.1, it s on, can you relate The people that you meet are the people that you love to hate Walk this way, talk this way, suckers on my tip-no I don t need no bodyguards, I don t need no ridiculous jewelry Vibing the industry, it s people- acting funny with my money, it s Everything will be taken care of, honey- the fuzzing and the buzzing- The dealing and the wheeling, shady bitches in big, black limousines Digging my stuff with a gangsterly..huhu, cashflow s extreme Yes, I m getting paid, hey, here s what the people say, this fool s glocking crazy geeze The bitch is selling out- he s given up integrity-..huh
To me it s a job, the case is sublime, you get yours, I get mine- Call me a prostitute Digging the inner so you don t get under, no, my name ain t alexander the great But came and I saw and I conquered and now I m in the house And now the house is haunted cause I can talk this shit I m in the game, even when they re kicking it, a hustler Hitting the big time with mental stamina, with karma spread from the south of france . to l.a.- to indochina, and I don t quit, I m coming on With another hit and playing it rough- with an attitude way out there, yeah No playing it safe in here, -fool, you don t wanna be rude, - go ahead ---you don t wanna be rude, -go ahead Call me a prostitute
I was born, growing up, I finished my cup, said good luck, dad- With a back up from the giddy up-- Began as a problem youth, running wild with the deuce, the juice I tolled a while but not in vain, whiskey, women, joy and pain I had to get away and start my own odyssey . and now I m back,--what s up,--check me,--take a loupe,--for the close up See me through, I m a soulman, I m a soulman, and I go shoob...
Ain t no sellout, I m the shit, there ain t no substitute You get yours and I get mine, call me a prostitute..
I m a soulman, and I go shoob, I m a soulman.. song lyrics
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