Well, uhh, are you living from your Soul Sista, tonight (Yeah, yeah)
   Then if you are, I’m signing the global international unconditional love rights for ya, baby (yeah, yeah)
   It’s goin‘ down tonight (Hey, Bootsy, baby, Bootsy!)
  
   Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Yeah)
   Respec‘ a Soul Sista (that’s how you do it, baby)
  
   Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Oh yeah, baby/ Fat Juicy)
   Respec‘ a Soul Sista
  
   Fat Joe, why don’t you come and hit me with that flow, baby?
  
   Fat Joe:
   Yeah, uh, what you know about them boys
   Toys are us
   Top width, top chicks, all we do is crush
   If the crib’s filled with Mamis you can assume it’s us
   Hangin‘ off chandeliers wilding out like what
   You see the wood frames, the mats, the wood grain
   On the inside panel of a Jeep 4-Brave (what?)
   And the floor‘s all marble on a much higher bracket
   Business never personal, that’s why we vinyl wrapped it
   Sky’s the limit so the kid pops glass
   My brothers we done came up not givin' a F, how?
   With the T.E.R.R.O.R. Squad
   None other than Bootsy and your brother, Joe The God
   The Kid flow hard, ask ya clique
   Brothers, we like you crazy
   They got classic hits
   Uhh, you can’t match this, baby
   Not Joey Crack Tha Dawn and Bootsy, Baby!
  
   Soul Sista, Sweet Sista
   Respec‘ a Soul Sista (uh, you got to respect, ah)
  
   Soul Sista, Sweet Sista
   Respec‘ a Soul Sista
  
   Soul Sista, I glow with fire
   Chocolate Mocha, you shoot me higher
   You’s a queen, I must agree
   Let me know ´bout your family tree
   Your Momma had to be Foxy Brown (true, true)
   Sheba Baby, you knock me out
   I salute ya, never use ya
   Don’t let them Playboys abuse you
  
   Sing it!
  
   Soul Sista, Sweet Sista
   Respec‘ a Soul Sista (Soul Sista)
  
   Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Sweet Sista)
   Respec‘ a Soul Sista
  
   Sing it!
  
   Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Soul Sista, Sweet Sista)
   Respec‘ a Soul Sista
  
   Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Ah, Fat Joe, let it go, baby)
   Respec‘ a Soul Sista (Ah, let it flow, baby)
  
   Fat Joe:
   Me and Bootsy in cahoots
   And we‘re lookin‘ for some sistas that’s flown the koop
   Not necessarily because they cute
   Because you know what you want and the Funk’s in you, baby
  
   Bootsy:
   Me and Cousin Joe is in cahoots
   And we‘re lookin‘ for some sistas that’s flown the koop
   Not necessarily because they cute
   Because, ah, as you know, the Funk’s in you baby,
  
   Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Yeah)
   I love Ya, Sweet Sista (You’re the other woman, baby)
   Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Speak on, baby)
   I love ya, Sweet Sista
  
   Soul Sista, Sweet Sista
   Respec‘ a Soul Sista (Soul Sista)
  
   Soul Sista, Sweet Sista (Soul Sista)
   Respec‘ a Soul Sista (Soul Sista)
  
   Soul Sista
   (Soul Sista, ah, Soul Sista)
  
   Soul Sista
   (Soul Sista, ah, Soul Sista)
  
   Soul Sista
  
   Soul Sista
   Say what?
   Soul Sista, Soul Sista
   Come on
   Soul Sista
   All around the world, let me hear you say
   Soul Sista
   This is dedicated to all my Soul Sisters
  
   Uhh, let it be written and let it be done, baby
   You know your name should be melody, baby
   Yeah, my cold cuppa Hot Chocolate
   (Wiiiiind me up, ah!)
   In Funk We Thrust, Baby