Camp Lo - Soul Train Lyrics
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 in***** 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 *****ing, soul rockingAssassins in the '69 club Brooklyn[Suede]Palmetto, lemon lime limoHenny on your linoPlenty 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
