James Brown Lyrics

Hey Yeah!
Hey Yeah!

I got soul
Dress got holes

Got a brand new van
Gun and Cherokee
Driving fast like flashes past
Cops are chasing me
Hotpants she looked fine
She said that she was mine
She was cute torched my suit
And that`s the bottom line

It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell

On my trail
Car chase boogaloo
FBI `n CIA
And the Russians too
Kicking down the door
Couldn`t take no more
When I`m about there is no doubt
That papas` word is law

It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell

High speed chase
On my case
Radio ahead
A.P.B. after me
They said I shot the bed

It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell

Shooting up her mink
Gunshots in the air
Jumpback my car
Goodfoot out of there
Roadblock ahead
Try to flag me down
Soul power and miles per hour Feet don`t touch the ground

`Cause I got soul
Dress got holes
Intent to kill
But she loves me still

It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell

It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell

I got soul
I`m superbad
Living in America
Sure does drive you mad

It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell

Bullets hit the wheel
Riccochet could sweat
Talking loud black`n proud
Said papa don`t mess
Can you walk the line
Rookie read my rights
Million hits
Did the splits
This is Dynamite
Funky time behind
Road block up ahead
Driving fast flashes past
Superbad I said
Papas` on the run
With a cherokee and gun
People and need a hit
When you`re chasing number 1

It`s a mans mans world
In America
Jump back in my cell
Please please please
In America
Slipping into hell

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