Black Folk Lyrics by Tank and the Bangas (feat. Alex Isley & Masego)
I love black folk
Black look like it’s a different world
Sound like a crawfish boil in New Orleans
And got Friends from living single
Black folk Joke around like Martin
And got paintings from JJ
In the living room
Black sound strong
Look like sacrifice
It be flowers blooming
Feel like summertime
Sound like old songs
Smell like good food
And it taste like heart disease
But it feel like maze at Jazzfest
Black sound like something that hurt
Like a hard test
Black sound like skin
Like something dark
It look like hair
Black sound like rough hair and good hair
Sound like rape
Look Like history
Like spiritual
Black sound like years
Like working
Like night
Black sound like money
Look like wall mart
Like corner store
Like cash registers singing
Black sound like 400 years
Smells like Oprah
Got a booty like Serena
Look like cicely Tyson
Sing like nina
Feel like broken homes
And section 8
Smell like crack and collard greens
Sounds motivational
Feels like church
Look like big Sunday hats
And ribbons
Smile like your mama
Eyes like the sun
Beautiful child
Know you’re the one
Fly like your daddy
Make me so happy
Beautiful child
Know you’re the one
Sound like thick plaits
And sneaky uncles
Look like Tyler perry making money
Sound like hatin
Feels frustrating DON’T it
Look like they don’t get it
Like they won’t ever get it
Huh
Like push your personal feelings of racial injustice
So far underneath the carpet
That you trip over your own family history whoopsss
But I love black folk
I love the hair grease
And the rental fees
The front row seats
The Police
The projects
The mustard greens
Being late
Social security checks
Government assistance
Bougie
Black
looking good
Bags of hair
Fake
Press on nails
Rat tails
Stunting
gold chain
Gold teeth
Black men and big ass feet
I loveeee me some black folk
They are the people that were made from the darkest parts of the sky
Smile like your mama
Eyes like the sun
Beautiful child
Know you’re the one
Fly like your daddy
Make me so happy
Beautiful child
Know you’re the one
Black don’t crack
I love your skin
I don’t see that from other Kin
Yesterday
Hey
Pushing
West coast
Overseas
Everybody from her 504
Whatchu think I came to LA for?
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