Soldier

When I shut the door leaving with my bag

Hit the scene in my new wagon

Bet he gonna wish he knew the type of fun I'm getting into

Peek a boo, he good...

Doing things you wish you could

He's not talking, he's just walking like them city boys from New York

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This time I need a soldier, a really bad ass soldier

That know how to take, take care of me

I'm so damn glad that's over

This time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy soldiers

A boy that knows how to take care of me, Won't be just coming over...
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Soldiers... Yummiesssss.... ( > <)