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Hey (I want a Soldier!)The way you got it, I'm the hottest aroundThey'll know it when they see you rollin' impala's around(I got a Soldier!)Wit the top down feeling the soundsQuakin' and vibratin' your thighs ridin' harder than guysWit the chrome wheels at the bottom, white leather insideWhen them flames be spittin' at you tell 'em don't even try itTo shot it wit Chelle and kick it wit Kelly or holla at BYa, gotta be g's you way outta your leaguePlease!We like dem boys that be in them lac's leanin' (Leanin')Open their mouth their grill gleamin' (Gleamin')Candy paint, keep that whip clean and (Clean and)(They always be talkin that country slang, we like)They keep that beat that be in the back beatin' (Beatin')Eyes be so low from that chief (chief and)I love how he keep my body screamin' (Screamin')A rude boy that's good to me, wit street credibilityIf your status ain't hoodI ain't checkin' for himBetta be street if he lookin' at meI need a soldierThat ain't scared to stand up for meLetras de cancionesKnown to carry big things If you know what I meanIf your status ain't hoodI ain't checkin' for himBetta be street if he looking at meI need a soldierThat ain't scared to stand up for meGotta know to get doughAnd he betta be streetWe like dem boys up top from the BK (BK)Know how to flip that money three ways (Three ways)Always ridin' big on the freeway (Freeway)(Wit that east coast slang that us country girls be like)Low cut caesars wit the deep waves (deep waves)So quick to snatch up your Beyonce (Beyonce)Always comin down poppin our way (Our way)(Tellin us that country girls the kinda girl they like)If your status ain't hoodI ain't checkin' for himBetta be street if he lookin' at meI need a soldierThat ain't scared to stand up for meKnown to carry big things If you know what I meanIf your status ain't hoodI ain't checkin' for himBetta be street if he looking at meI need a soldierThat ain't scared to stand up for meGotta know to get doughAnd he betta be streetI know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)They wanna take care of me (Where they at)I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)Wouldn't mind takin one for me (Where they at)I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)They wanna spend that on me (Where they at)I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)Wouldn't mind puttin that on me (Where they at)Next to the speakers keep a toy in the trunk of the 'lacA reformed D boy use to run into trapsStill a soldier do to war if you running your trapAbout my girls ain't no thing to put you under the mapWalk the streets five deep with nothing less than a stackAnd 80 carats on my chest provides a special attraction50 G's in my jeans plus the dough from the wallerIt's the reason I'm the king girl, I know what you likeIf your status ain't hoodI ain't checkin' for himBetta be street if he lookin' at meI need a soldierThat ain't scared to stand up for meKnown to carry big things If you know what I meanIf your status ain't hoodI ain't checkin' for himBetta be street if he looking at meI need a soldierThat ain't scared to stand up for meGotta know to get doughAnd he betta be streetI like dem boys over there they lookin' strong tonight (Strong tonight)Just might give one the phone tonight (Phone tonight)Homey in the dickies in my zone tonight (Zone tonight)He don't know it might be on tonight (On tonight)Ooh he lookin' good and he talkin' right (Talkin' right)He the type that might change my life (Change my life)Everytime he look at me my girls be like (Girls be like)(That one may be the one tonight)If your status ain't hoodI ain't checkin' for himBetta be street if he lookin' at meI need a soldierThat ain't scared to stand up for meKnown to carry big things If you know what I meanIf your status ain't hoodI ain't checkin' for himBetta be street if he looking at meI need a soldierThat ain't scared to stand up for meGotta know to get doughAnd he betta be streetHey, see cash money is a armyI'm walkin' wit purple hearts on meYou talkin' to the sargeantBody marked up like the subway in harlemCall him, weezy f baby, please say the babyIf you don't see me on the block I ain't tryna hideI blend in wit the hood, i'm camouflageBandana tied, so mommy join my troopNow every time she hear my name she saluteI know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)They wanna take care of me (Where they at)I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)Wouldn't mind puttin that on me (Where they at) From Letras Mania