Soldier (a cappella) Songtext
von Destiny’s Child

Aye
(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
When them lames be spittin' at you, tell ′em, "Don't even try it"
Just shoot at Michelle, and kick it with Kelly, or holla at B
You got to be G′s, they way out of your league, please

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

We keep that beat that be in the back beatin' (beatin′)
Eyes be so low from their chiefin' (chiefin′)
I love how he keep my body screamin' (screamin′)
A rude boy that's good to me, with street credibility


If his status ain't hood, I ain′t checkin′ for him
Better 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 ya know what I mean

If his status ain't hood, I ain′t checkin' for him
Better be street if he lookin′ at me
I need a soldier that ain't scared to stand up for me
Gotta know to get dough, and he better be street

We like them boys up top from the B.K. (B.K.)
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, Beyoncé (yo, Beyoncé)
Always comin′ down, boppin' our way (our way)
Tellin′ us that country girls the kind of girls they like

If his status ain't hood (ain′t hood), I ain't checkin′ for him
Better 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 ya know what I mean


If his status ain′t hood, I ain′t checkin' for him
Better be street if he lookin′ at me
I need a soldier that ain't scared to stand up for me
Gotta know to get dough, and he better be street

I 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?)
Don′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 'Lac
A reformed D-Boy, used to run into traps (yep)
Still a soldier, go to war (wut), if you runnin′ your trap
About my girls, ain′t no thang to put ya under the map

Come walk the streets, five-deep, with nothin' less than a stack
And 80 karats on my chest provides a special attraction
50 G′s in my jeans, plus the dough from the white
It's a reason I′m the king, girl, I know what you like, c'mon

If his status ain′t hood, I ain't checkin' for him
Better 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 ya know what I mean

If his status ain't hood (ain′t hood), I ain't checkin′ for him
Better be street if ya lookin' at me
I need a soldier that ain′t scared to stand up for me
Gotta know to get dough, and he better be street

I like them boys over 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 (on tonight)

Ooh, he lookin′ good, and he talkin′ right (talkin' right)
He the type that might change my life (change my life)
Any time he look at me, my girls be like (girls be like)
"That one may be the one tonight"

If his status ain′t hood, I ain't checkin′ for him
Better 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 ya know what I mean

If his status ain't hood (ain't hood), I ain′t checkin′ for him
Better be street if ya lookin' at me
I need a soldier that ain′t scared to stand up for me
Gotta know to get dough, and he better be street

Hey, see, Cash Money is a army
I'm walkin′ with purple hearts on me
You're talkin′ to the sergeant
Body marked up like the subway in Harlem
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
Bandanna tied, so mami, join my troop
Now e'ery time she hear my name, she salute

I 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?)
Don′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?)