The way you got it, I'm the hottest around (The heat is turning up)
They'll know it when they see you rollin' impala's around (Are they on about his balls rollin?)
(I got a Soldier!)
Wit the top down feeling the sounds
Quakin' and vibratin' your thighs ridin' harder than guys (ok......... now the sex is begining!)
Wit the chrome wheels at the bottom, white leather inside (......inside the car as well you dirty girls)
When them flames be spittin' at you tell 'em don't even try it (Starting with oral)
To shot it wit Chelle and kick it wit Kelly or holla at B (oh he shot all right over Chelle!)
Ya, gotta be g's you way outta your league
Please!
[First Verse: Kelly (DC)]
We like dem boys that be in them lac's leanin' (Leanin')
Open their mouth their grill gleamin' (Gleamin') (I bet Kely would like his mouth open)
Candy paint, keep that whip clean and (Clean and) (Whips or Whip cream - either way its damn rude I tell you!)
(They always be talkin that country slang, we like)
They keep that beat that be in the back beatin' (Beatin') (....beatin the meat more like!)
Eyes be so low from that chief (chief and)
I love how he keep my body screamin' (Screamin') (Oh lordy now shes masturbating!)
A rude boy that's good to me, wit street credibility
[Hook: DC]
If your status ain't hood
I ain't checkin' for him
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 (How about a big penis?)
If you know what I mean (oh we know what you mean!!)
If your status ain't hood
I ain't checkin' for him
Betta be street if he looking at me
I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me
Gotta know to get dough
And he betta be street
[Second Verse: Beyonce (DC)]
We like dem boys up top from the BK (BK) (A nice innocent Burger King maybe.....)
Know how to flip that money three ways (Three ways) (suddenly becomes prostitution)
Always ridin' big on the freeway (Freeway) (...... more sex in the car!)
(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) (poppin cherries more like you bad Beyonce!)
(Tellin us that country girls the kinda girl they like)
[Bridge: Beyonce (DC):]
I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)
They wanna take care of me (Where they at) (I bet you'd like that!)
I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)
Wouldn't mind takin one for me (Where they at) (Takin one where exactly??!!)
I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)
They wanna spend that on me (Where they at) (Your just so cheap girl)
I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)
Wouldn't mind puttin that on me (Where they at) (She's still trying to get some)
[Second Verse: T.I.]
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 do to war if you running your trap
About my girls ain't no thing to put you under the map (ok, so this guy hasn't finished school yey, let him carry on.........)
Walk the streets five deep with nothing less than a stack (of playing cards maybe?)
And 80 carats on my chest provides a special attraction (carrots more like you big softie!)
50 G's in my jeans plus the dough from the waller (50 G's? I think you meant 50 peas - just to carry on the friut and veg bit!)
It's the reason I'm the king girl, I know what you like (finally the King Girl is out of the closet)
[Hook: DC]
If your status ain't hood (what Robin Hod?)
I ain't checkin' for him
Betta be street if he lookin' at me
I need a soldier (Well King Girl is gonna be a bit disappointing)
That ain't scared to stand up for me (too late.... he's standing for the boys)
Known to carry big things (oh yeah now your talking)
If you know what I mean (it's all making sense now)
If your status ain't hood
I ain't checkin' for him
Betta be street if he looking at me
I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me
Gotta know to get dough
And he betta be street
[Third Verse: Michelle (DC)]
I like dem boys over there they lookin' strong tonight (Strong
tonight)
Just might give one the phone tonight (Phone tonight) (A bit of phone sex Michelle?)
Homey in the dickies in my zone tonight (Zone tonight) (I think you mean cock)
He don't know it might be on tonight (On tonight) (As long as its not you whos on)
Ooh he lookin' good and he talkin' right (Talkin' right)
He the type that might change my life (Change my life) (I think he'll start by changing your wardrobe darling!)
Everytime he look at me my girls be like (Girls be like)
(That one may be the one tonight)
[Hook: DC] Chorus again blah blah blah
[Second Rap: Lil Wayne]
Hey, see cash money is a army (Lil Wayne must be the army pro!)
I'm walkin' wit purple hearts on me (...a few purple helmets sounds true)
You talkin' to the sargeant (I bet your on your knees now!)
Body marked up like the subway in harlem (subways in the dark? Whatever takes your fancy)
Call him, weezy f baby, please say the baby
If you don't see me on the block I ain't tryna hide
I blend in wit the hood, i'm camouflage (your in the bushes darling!)
Bandana tied, so mommy join my troop (bananas - join my troop? - need I say more?)
Now every time she hear my name she say whoomp ("whoomp" translated means Army gayboy)
[Bridge: Beyonce (DC):]
I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)
They wanna take care of me (Where they at) (they will even do your hair for you!)
I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)
Wouldn't mind puttin that on me (Where they at) (putting what ,where?)
Poor DC just wanted sex but got in with the wrong boys - these hommies were more like homo's - but I'm sure they looked just FAB in their uniforms!!
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