featuring De La Soul Possy Dovey! (Yes mama?) Time to get up!
Hello I'm Queen Latifah how ya doing? I hope that you're with this I hope that you're willing I want to introduce you to a cut called "Mama Gave Birth to the Soul Children"
Well here comes the goy The truth to the goy You know the one that ate up like boy Stepping with a step, keeping with a kept Making an appearance with a notty-head set Lunatics you lose cause the Plug 2's singing Peace to the negative, nah, you make the weigh-in Weigh-in, weigh-in, way out of order If you know you're better, you'd better that you caught a Waving mine a peace sign higher than a kite If you're feeling sick, it's alright it's fever night Don't do "Do see do" and dig in no potholes Cause if you do we calling in March Patrol It's no different from the verbal last heard Cayumbo is the ruler that's bond to the word He's moving more than three feet, jocking with the knee deep Dove is going to leave you with a tweet tweet tweet
Next on the menu, we continue with the pasta Dipped in chocolate, served with lots a Twizzlers and honey, yum yum yummy Lyrics I'm flaunting is good for the tummy Tiptoeing in I proceed to the floors Selling much records like a pimp mover Excuse me mommy, Pos wins Cause I'm the A to the Plug W-O-N Brother freak it live for this tribe Now let's ride down the highway of vibes Pushing that we start cause the soul says please Cutting back with the raps and we don't get cheese Ducks and we sit need to get Cause preacher is the key to the casualty Polaroid flicks are back and you know That the soul is moving on up like the Jeffersons
[Repeat: x16] Go mommy!
I'm back, a black queen upon the scene With a knack for funky tracks, know what I mean? Prince Paul produces this and it's a fly one It has a beat that weigh, he's one of my sons It's a family affair and then we're out of here There is no doubt here, cause this is our year So flex to a Queen Latifah/De La Soul sound (Go ahead mama get down) It's inevitable that this joint venture would be incredible We never put ourselves on any pedestal But the rhyme is so good it's practically edible (Say what?) So check the sounds of Mama Zulu As I relay the story untold And if you're wondering why I got kids so big They weren't born from the body, they were born from the soul