Soul Food y Adobo

You need to season your chicken

We ain't like them folks in here

Sometimes you fight with the Bible

Sometimes it's cowrie and shells

This family kicking up bells

I celebrate 'cause I'm well

I thank the Lord 'cause it's sunny

And I wish enemies well

I love that soul food, adobo

A little mixed with sancocho

That mashed up plantain mofongo

That arroz, chicken, and pollo

I pour libations in soil

It's three leches and Goya

It's the leftovers in Tupperware

And the plates left in foil

That cuchifrito papito

That styrofoam with the juice

I pass that Leo 150

That cha-cha, Timbaland boot

I'm in the Bronx with the mamis

That's wearing Chanel, Versace

They carry bags, Tamagotchi

And everybody a chapi

That salsa music be blastin'

That Orchard Beach with the nutty

Bacardi mixed with the rum

That barbecue come with Henny

And City Island for seafood

You crack a 'Wood in the whip

You grab a piña colada

You take a number and sit

You hit the park in the summer

That public pool in July

You bring your lock and your towel

And Vaseline if you fight

I came with my family

My cousins, uncles, and aunts

The sun had set 'cross the sun

We made it back to the block

That colored syrup that's red

That sugar cane and that ice

That fake and sugary blue

The taste of liquid, that's nice

That gold chain necklace and hoop

That messy bun with the swoop

That baby hair on ya shorty

The prettiest girl in school

That Café Bustelo

With milk and sugar to mellow

Know some Caribbean fellows

That get you pregnant by hello

That baby shower, that party

That quinceañera get started

The titis got you, don't worry

So don't you leave in a hurry

I love that soul food, adobo

A little mixed with sancocho

That mashed up plantain mofongo

That arroz, chicken, and pollo

I pour libations in soil

It's three leches and Goya

It's the leftovers in Tupperware

And the plates left in foil