| You got the good stuff mama
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| Where you been so long?
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| You got the good stuff mama
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| Spiced up nice and strong
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| Somethin' said click when you gave me yo look
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| Now I can’t get enough of that gumbo you cook
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| You got the good stuff mama
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| Come on and lay it on me
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| You know you move me baby
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| Right to my soul
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| Yeaaa, you move me
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| I’m on a steady roll
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| I recall that day in June
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| Told the preacher I do
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| And not a moment too soon.
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| Cause you move me baby, yes indeed
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| Don’t stop now
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| You took your sweet time sister
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| Knocking on my door
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| Ohhh but every good thing in life
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| Is worth waiting for
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| And if I had known you way back when
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| I might have let you go and never seen you again
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| Whoo, you took your sweet time knocking on my door
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| (Can I hear you clap your hands)
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| (Talk about it)
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| You got the good stuff mama
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| Where you been, where you been so long
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| You got the good stuff mama
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| Spiced up nice and strong
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| Something said click when you gave me your look
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| Now I can’t get enough of that gumbo you cook
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| You got the good stuff mama
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| Come on and lay it on me |