Yeah, she's gotta have soul
Or it won't feel right
Well, just plain, clean and simple
Wrapped up, nice and tight
In a home-grown and down home
That makes a woman
Cookin' up that old time, long lost recipe, for me
It's gettin' hard to find
Guess it ain't hip enough now
You take an average guy
Who can't identify
And there's a short supply
Ooh, of the fine, fine stuff
Let me get on, let me get on, let me get on some of that
Shake it up, pick it out nice
Let me get on, let me get on, let me get on outta there
I still love my baby's poundcake
Home-grown and down home
Yeah, that's the woman
Still cookin' with that old time, long lost recipe
Let me get on some of that
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
I want some of that
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
Give me some of that
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
Ooh, got some real fine poundcake
I've been out there
Tried a little bit of everything
But it's all sex without love
I found the real thing is poundcake
Home-grown and down home
Yeah, that's the woman
Still cookin' with that old time
Long lost recipe, yeah, woo
She's down home and down home
Oh, that's my woman
Give me some of that
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
Let me hold that
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho, yeah
Home-grown and down home, woo
Come on, baby
Gimme some of that, gimme some of that
Home-grown, way down home, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho, yeah
Give me some of that, woo
C'mon, baby