Silkk - I'm Yo Soldier lyrics

[Big Ed] Yo, Funky Sons, help me out Chorus [Sons of Funk] I'm yo soldier (every soldier needs some thug love) You'll never find another (every soldier needs some thug love) I'm yo soldier (every soldier nees some thug love) You'll never find another (every soldier needs some thug love) Like me Verse 1 [Big Ed] Had my back ever since I was pulling 211's The rich dude, I was on my knees trying to shoot a seven Even when there's no food in the fridge, you say you're lucky to have me Never tripped on the life I live You had my kid, you held my strap to prove it's for life You got Lady Assa**in tatted on your back, sometimes I don't act like I should You still understand what I'm going through, the pressures from the hood I'm trying to make it all good forever I can't see living life without me and you together I know I'm gone a lot trying to make it, but just have patience It's all for you, my soul I'll stake it [Chorus] Verse 2 [Silkk tbe Shocker] See you're a star, met you at the bar, seen you through the Cartier frames Excuse me miss, I'm Silkk the Shocker, TRU is the clique that I claim Money and wealth, good times and bad times, that just comes with the game Don't trip on the females and sh**, miss, look, that just, like Comes with the name I need a down girl that's down to ride See that girl, look, 3-5-5 Ferrari parked up on the outside I live the life of a thug, that's why I'm never smiling Got out the projects with my thugs, I'm probably on some like island See, I'm a soldier and I need a soldierette like you Hot tubs, backrubs, celebrating over dinner for two Said you wanna go to war, let's see if you can last for the 2nd round And I don't know, there's something about ya, makes Silkk the Shocker Wanna settle down Now what, I told ya [Chorus] Verse 3 [Master P] I hang with k**as and gees to get my cash on I need a thug girl at night to get my smash on Lingerie with the camoflague (camoflague) Hennessey with the weed, baby girl I'm at the front line And we can do it til we weak (til we weak) A little Isley brothers, me and you, between the sheets In the game getting rowdy (Ungh!) But don't trip, `cause tonight me and you gonna get bout it bout it Huh bruh? Repeat chorus twice