Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Beyonce Knowles, Clifford Harris, Richard Harrison, Michelle Williams, Dwayne Carter, Sean Garrett, Kelendria Trene Rowland
(I want a soldier)
Well, you got it I'm the hottest around
They'll know it when they see you rollin' Impalas around it
(I got a soldier)
With the top down feelin' the sounds
Quakin' and vibratin' your thighs, ridin' harder than guys
With the chrome wheels at the bottom
White leather inside
With them lames spittin' at you tell them don't even try to
Shoot it with 'Chelle and kick it with Kelly
Or holla at B, you got to be G's
You way out of your league
We like them boys that be in them 'lacs leanin'
(Leanin')
Open they mouth they 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 the chiefin'
(Chiefin')
I love how he keep my body screamin'
(Screamin')
A rude boy that's good to me with street credibility
If your status ain't hood, I ain't checkin' for 'em
Betta be street if he lookin' at me, I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me
Known to carry big things if you know what I mean
If your status ain't hood, I ain't checkin' for 'em
Betta be street if he lookin' at me, I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me
Got to know to get dough and he betta be street
We like them boys up top from the BK
(BK)
Know how to flip that money three ways
(Three ways)
Always ridin' big on the freeway
(Freeway)
With that East Coast slang that us country girls, we like
Low cut Caesar's with the deep waves
(Deep waves)
So quick to snatch up yo Beyonce
(Yo Beyonce)
Always comin' down boppin' our way
(Our way)
Tellin' us that country girls the kind of girls they like
If your status ain't hood
(Ain't hood)
I ain't checkin' for 'em
Betta be street if he lookin' at me, I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me
Known to carry big things if you know what I mean
If your status ain't hood, I ain't checkin' for 'em
Betta be street if he lookin' at me, I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me
Got to know to get dough and he betta be street
I know some soldiers in here
(Where they at? Where they at?)
They want to 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?)
That want to 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 'lac
A reformed D boy use to run into traps
Still a soldier, go to war if you running your trap
About my girls ain't no thang to put you under the map
Come on the streets five deep with nothing less than a stack
And eighty carats on my chest provides a special attraction
Fifty G's in my jeans plus the dough from the wallet
It's the reason I'm the king, girl, I know what you like
If your status ain't hood, I ain't checkin' for 'em
Betta be street if he lookin' at me, I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me
Known to carry big things if you know what I mean
If your status ain't hood
(Ain't hood)
I ain't checkin' for 'em
Betta be street if he lookin' at me, I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me
Got to know to get dough and he betta be street
I like them boys ova there they lookin' strong tonight
(Strong tonight)
Just might give one the phone tonight
(Phone tonight)
Homie in the dickies in my zone tonight
(Zone tonight)
He don't know it might be on tonight
Ooh, he lookin' good and he talkin' right
(Talkin' right)
He the type that might change my life
(Change my life)
Every time he look at me my girls be like
(Girls be like)
That one might be the one tonight
If your status ain't hood, I ain't checkin' for 'em
Betta be street if he lookin' at me, I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me
Known to carry big things if you know what I mean
If your status ain't hood
(Ain't hood)
I ain't checkin' for 'em
Betta be street if he lookin' at me, I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me
Got to know to get dough and he betta be street
See cash money is a army
I'm walkin' with purple hearts on me, you talkin' to the Sergeant
Body marked up like the subway in Harlem, call them
Wizzy F baby, please say the baby
If you don't see me on the block, I ain't tryna hide
I blend in with the hood, I'm camouflage
Bandana tied so mommy join my troop
Now every time she hear my name, she say whoop
I know some soldiers in here
(Where they at? Where they at?)
They want to 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 want to 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?)
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