Almeda
Solange Lyrics


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Hol' up

Pour more drank, drank
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
Pull that Lac on 'em
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
Brown liquor, brown liquor
Brown skin, brown face
Brown leather, brown sugar
Brown leaves, brown keys
Brown creepers, brown face
Black skin, black braids
Black waves, black days
Black baes, black things
These are black-owned things
Black faith still can't be washed away
Not even in that Florida water
Not even in that Florida water
In that Florida water
So pour more drank
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
I pour my drank on 'em
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
Brown liquor
Brown sugar, brown face
Brown liquor
Brown sugar, brown braids
Black skin
Black Benz, black plays
Black molasses, blackberry the masses

We just sittin' here foolin' around
We just sittin' here coolin' around
We just sittin' here high, comin' down

Hold up
Pour my drank on 'em (baby, my mind fuzzy)
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip (baby, my mind fuzzy)
Still can't be washed away
Not even in that Florida water (doin' the dash)
Pour my drank (doin' the dash)
Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip (doin' the dash)
Brown liquor
Brown sugar, brown face
Brown liquor
Brown sugar, brown face
Black skin
Black Benz, black plays
Black molasses, blackberry the masses

We just sittin' here foolin' around
We just sittin' here coolin' around
We just sittin' here high, comin' down

All black coupe (hol' up, yeah)
Now I want you (hol' up, yeah)
Now I want you (hol' up, yeah)
What you wanna do? (Hol' up, yeah)
Take that boy to school (hol' up, yeah)
Young nigga too cool
Young nigga big bool
Smokin' that dope that is strong
I get that choppa, that dump
All of my diamonds, they lumps
All of my diamonds, big lumps
I get that cash, got a bunch
I'ma die lit, bitch, I'm promise (hol' up)
Tear the bitch up, break her heart
Young nigga, fresh from the start (hol' up)
Young nigga, fresh from the start (hol' up)
Badass bitch from the start (hol' up)
Young nigga, fresh from the start (hol' up)
When I come around, they don't talk down
Diamonds, they shine in the dark now
Diamonds, they shine in the dark now
Diamonds, they shine in the dark now




They takin' me in, what I done? (What?)
They takin' me in, what I done? (What?)

Overall Meaning

Solange's song "Almeda" is a celebration of Blackness and the resilience of Black culture in America. The song is a tribute to the historic Black neighborhood of Almeda in Houston, Texas, where many of Solange's family members and friends grew up. The opening lines of the song, "Hold up, Pour more drank, drank, Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, For the lack on 'em" sets the tone for the song as Solange invites listeners to join in on a celebration of Blackness by pouring more drinks.


Throughout the song, Solange offers a powerful commentary on the ways in which Black culture has been appropriated and commodified by those outside of the Black community. The repeated refrain of "These are black-owned things" highlights the importance of ownership and control within the Black community. Solange also references the history and legacy of slavery and racism in America, acknowledging that the enduring faith and culture of Black people cannot be "washed away" even by the waters of Florida.


The second half of the song shifts to a rap verse by Playboi Carti, who delivers a playful and boastful verse about his own success as a young Black man. The ending lines, "They takin' me in, what I done?" suggest that even as Black people continue to celebrate and thrive, they still face systemic oppression and prejudice.


Line by Line Meaning

Hold up
Wait a minute


Pour more drank, drank
Let's have some more alcohol


Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
Let's take small sips of the drink


For the lack on 'em
To make up for the absence of some people


Brown liquor, brown liquor
Let's have some brown colored alcohol


Brown skin, brown face
People with brown skin


Brown leather, brown sugar
Objects or ingredients colored brown


Brown leaves, brown keys
Natural objects colored brown


Brown zippers, brown face
Man-made objects colored brown


Black skin, black braids
People with black skin and hair braids


Black waves, black days
Black colored waves, days or times


Black baes, black days
Black significant others, days or times


These are black-owned things
These things belong to black people


Black faith still can't be washed away
Belief in black culture and values remains strong


Not even in that Florida water
No amount of washing can remove the faith


So pour more drank
Let's keep drinking


I pour my drank on 'em
I offer my drink as a tribute


Brown liquor
More brown colored alcohol


Brown sugar, brown face
Objects or people colored brown


Black skin
People with black skin


Black Benz, black plays
Black colored car and entertainment


Black molasses, blackberry the masses
Objects or ingredients colored black


We just sittin' here foolin' around
We are casually hanging out


We just sittin' here coolin' around
We are relaxing and having fun


We just sittin' here high, comin' down
We are under the influence and slowly sobering


All black coupe
A black colored car


Now I want you
I desire you now


What you wanna do?
What do you want to do?


Tell that boy screw
Disregard that guy


Young nigga, too cool
I am a cool young guy


Smokin' that dope, that is strong
I am smoking powerful marijuana


I get that choppa, that dumb
I acquire weapons


All of my diamonds, they lumps
My diamonds are large


All of my diamonds, big lumps
My diamonds are large


I get that cash, got a bunch
I earn a lot of money


I'ma die lit, bitch, I'm pump
I will live my life to the fullest


Tear the bitch up, bring her heart
I will break down the woman emotionally


Badass bitch from the start
A woman with a strong personality from the beginning


When I come around, they don't talk down
People respect me when I am present


Diamonds they shine in the dark now
My diamonds appear more attractive in low light


They takin' me in, what I done?
They are arresting me, what did I do?




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: John Kirby, Jordan Carter, Pharrell L. Williams, Solange Knowles, Terius Youngdell Nash

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