James Brown
앨범 : Foundations Of Funk: A Brand New Bag 1964-1969

Fellas, things done got too far gone.
We gotta let the girls know what they gotta do for us!
It's than gotta be a drag, man, a man can't do nothin' no more!
A-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Is really a drag?
You gotta do somethin'!
Can I count 'em?
Look me here!
Girl, let me tell you what you got to do,
Keepin' me so mellow, so nobody can get through.
When he had to do your lovin', smilin' keeps us cheek,
Walk away and twist your hip, make sure you keep him weak.
Don't let nobody take care o' your business better than you do,
Do what he wants, give what he wants, expect 'em come to you.
And than you can hold your men, you can hold your men, you can hold your men,
you can hold..., hey!
Never get so confident was nothin' you want to know,
You caught up your time, you lose your thing, you think you got to go.
You know what we got to tell 'em to take a plea until balls,
Use your thing so carefully and don't be a total loss.
Sister, when you loved your man, be careful, I ain't tellin' that
He will put you back on the corner, use you like it's in the hat.
You can hold your men, you can hold your men, you can hold your men, you can
hold, hey!
Hit it!
Good god, kill it!
Hit me now!
Good god!
Never get too confident so it's nothin' you want to know,
You caught up your time, you lose your thing, you think you got to blow.
You know I got what it takes to take a plea until balls,
You gotta use it carefully and it can't be a total...
Hit me now!
Good god, kill it!
Yeah!
Good god!
Fellas!
Can I get some help?
Can I get some help?
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