Coming to you on an amateur road
Air cushions, I got a truck load
And when you get it, you got something
Don't worry, 'cause I'm comping
I'm a sole man
I'm a sole man
I'm a sole man (come on!)
I'm a sole man
And that ain't all
Got what I got for cost say
You can resell each and every day
Worried about cost? don't you fret
'Cause you can resell'em for double that
I'm a sole man
I'm a sole man
I'm a sole man
I'm a sole man, oh
I was brought up on a side street, yes man
I learned how to comp before I could eat
I was educated at Dapper Dan
When I start comping, oh I can't stop
I'm a sole man
I'm a sole man
I'm a sole man (yeah!)
I'm a sole man
Just grab the lace and I'll pull you in
Give FaceTime and be your ballin' friend
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah!)
I'm talking about a sole man
I'm a sole man
(And you're a) sole man
Sole man (oh lord)
Sole man
(I'm a) sole man
(And you're a) sole man
(And you're a) sole man
Original Songwriters
Isaac Hayes/ David Porter
Sung originally by Sam and Dave
Original Title: Soul Man
Satirical Lyric Adaptation: SoleBate 1.0
Sung now by Slam and Bate 1.0
Satircal Title: Sole Man
(Note: all fiction. No malice.)
