Gucci Mane feat. Rich Homie Quan - She a Soldier Lyrics

Lyrics She a Soldier - Gucci Mane , Rich Homie Quan



Baby do like I told you
Never let a nigga fuck you over
Stay down, I'm a put you in a Rover
You better never tell nobody what I showed you
You a soldier, you a soldier
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
She a wild alley cat, Villanova
I pray to God, don't fuck, don't pull her over
It ain't 'bout the sex, it's all about the soldier
I won't care less bout the money but my soldier
I lost a bum, I lost the pick, I lost my soldier
She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier
15 K today, 30 K tomorrow, nigga
I live life on boats, ain't gonna spazz about nothing, nigga
Everything I say's a quote, I done took all for default
Got a dough bag in my throat, I'll try my best not to choke
We gonna take that fucking paper to the city
She won't tolerate fighting bitches, they just want chilly
I made a pledge to Mego to take on all my nephews and nieces
Then ran into my mego he turned to a fucking receiver
I'm receiving, you know I'm cricket like '
I'm a freak, I get them packing, take all the cold out they body
I know bitches, they gonna come and fuck you and take all your riches
I know mouth, Quan, man, Gucci spending nothing but digits, get it
Baby do like I told you
Never let a nigga fuck you over
Stay down, I'm a put you in a Rover
You better never tell nobody what I showed you
You a soldier, you a soldier
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
She a wild alley cat, Villanova
I pray to God, don't fuck, don't pull her over
It ain't 'bout the sex, it's all about the soldier
I won't care less bout the money but my soldier
I lost a bum, I lost the pick, I lost my soldier
She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier
Let's sip a round for a nigga, for this year
Cried a river without a tear, even avoid a couple kids
'I thought you would've left me, hold down on my dick
But you were still there to help you, you the chef that kept me fit
You see, I ain't scared to say it, there was nothing, just to play it
So I was shooting for the head and I ain't moving for no feds
Watching every move and know my whereabouts
Finally I make more, fake hoes don't care about
It's like four niggas try to share a house, it ain't gonna work, I make 'em tear it down
Get that eviction notice, grip the 40, might let them niggas have it
Scooter and Gucci, you know we causing havoc
Baby do like I told you
Never let a nigga fuck you over
Stay down, I'm a put you in a Rover
You better never tell nobody what I showed you
You a soldier, you a soldier
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
She a wild alley cat, Villanova
I pray to God, don't fuck, don't pull her over
It ain't 'bout the sex, it's all about the soldier
I went careless bout the money but my soldier
I lost a bum, I lost the pick, I lost my soldier
She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier
Stand and salute like I told you to
Pistol in the purse like I showed you to
She got the brains and the body and the [?]
I give a shout out to these bitches 'cause they hopeless, too
Soldier, soldier, baby girl a soldier
Put over, la, she did what I told her
Don't give a damn if they sell her ass to Angola
My girlfriend thick, lips look like Crayola
Seven times paying bribes, call her she pay all
Cocaine, Coca Cola, curse them with them'
I'm 'with OJ in yeah we got them boulders
I call that bitch lieutenant 'because that bitch a soldier
Baby do like I told you
Never let a nigga fuck you over
Stay down, I'm a put you in a Rover
You better never tell nobody what I showed you
You a soldier, you a soldier
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
She a wild alley cat, Villanova
I pray to God, don't fuck, don't pull her over
It ain't 'bout the sex, it's all about the soldier
I went careless bout the money but my soldier
I lost a bum, I lost the pick, I lost my soldier
She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier




Gucci Mane feat. Rich Homie Quan - Diary of a Trap God
Album Diary of a Trap God
date of release
11-12-2015




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