300 Soldiers Songtext
von Rick Ross
300 Soldiers Songtext
Bitch get your mind right, better get mine right (4x)
I got 300 soldiers, cuz I′mma rolla
300 soldiers cuz I'mma rolla
I got 300 soldiers bitch I′mma rolla
I barely fuck with these niggas, cuz im fuckin with money
Cuz when you fuckin with niggas, you be fucking up money
Barely fuck with these hoes, im just fucking these bitches
Cuz when you fuck with these hoes, you be fucking upp business
My niggas poppin them pills, you know that shit get addictive
I get it popping for real, bitch I got my prescription
Bitch I got me a plan
Bitch I got a connect
Bitch I got me some work, went and got me a check
Cut throat, in the fields
Still ain't trustin no bitch or no nigga
Ho or no sucka, label a cracka
Just hustlin get it on the muscle
Throwing up signs for them niggas that I fuck wit
Wrong one to fuck wit
City on my back
Like thats tatted on my stomach bitch we can run it
Now look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me
Bitches watchin me jockin me
Niggas knockin me blockin me
Im the hardest muthafucka
Still whipping it properly
I got change for days
A nigga loving to shop
I won't change for days
Put daddy dick in her mouth WHHHHAAAATTTT!
I got 300 soldiers, cuz I′mma rolla
300 soldiers cuz I'mma rolla
I got 300 soldiers bitch I′mma rolla
I barely fuck with these niggas, cuz im fuckin with money
Cuz when you fuckin with niggas, you be fucking up money
Barely fuck with these hoes, im just fucking these bitches
Cuz when you fuck with these hoes, you be fucking upp business
My niggas poppin them pills, you know that shit get addictive
I get it popping for real, bitch I got my prescription
Bitch I got me a plan
Bitch I got a connect
Bitch I got me some work, went and got me a check
Cut throat, in the fields
Still ain't trustin no bitch or no nigga
Ho or no sucka, label a cracka
Just hustlin get it on the muscle
Throwing up signs for them niggas that I fuck wit
Wrong one to fuck wit
City on my back
Like thats tatted on my stomach bitch we can run it
Now look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me
Bitches watchin me jockin me
Niggas knockin me blockin me
Im the hardest muthafucka
Still whipping it properly
I got change for days
A nigga loving to shop
I won't change for days
Put daddy dick in her mouth WHHHHAAAATTTT!
Writer(s): Roberts William Leonard, Winters Donovan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com