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Credits
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Luh Soldier
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Jamal Swain
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Young Kros
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Lyrics
Yeah
Huh
Big soldier shit
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Yeah
I like my bitches slim thick
Go strike yo pose, she know she bad (huh)
I put the pipe on her,
But more than I had to be, callin’ me dad (huh)
I just want her one night only,
Once I hit, Imma go, Imma get me a bag
Tryna get me some money, so get what she said
You need somethin’ to blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
You need somethin’ to blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
You need somethin’ to blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
You need somethin’ to blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
Yeah
Blame it on the Henny,
Jim Beam that’s a baby, mixed in with the remy
Blame it on the grind
Baby I’m tryna get it, you just wanna shine
Yeah she got a ass,
But she got me fucked up, I ain't spending no bag
She don’t need her a man,
But she need her a soldier, that just understands
Can’t get time back so I watch who I give it to (huh)
No conversation if you are not talkin’ ‘bout paper, fuck what you finna do
Chopper hit you, n it killin’ you if you ever try to play wit my revenue
M.V.P. like Lamar,
from the block but I made it, I feel like a star (huh)
You ain’t gettin’ no guap (huh)
(why you kick shawty out) She won’t givin’ no top
Had to take me a loss (huh)
(how’d you make it this far) that’s cause imma boss
Livin’ my life like a movie
Rockin’ show any bitch with the motherfuckin’ uzi
I like my bitches bad, I don’t fuck the groupies
I like my bitches slim thick
Go strike yo pose, she know she bad (huh)
I put the pipe on her,
But more than I had to be, callin’ me dad (huh)
I just want her one night only,
Once I hit, Imma go, Imma get me a bag
Tryna get me some money, so get what she said
You need somethin’ to blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
You need somethin’ to blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
You need somethin’ to blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
You need somethin’ to blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
Yeah, huh
I been at this shit all week, I ain’t been gettin’ sleep
I been chasing cat all week, I ain’t been gettin’ sleep
Even with the money, I’m the old me
I’m the highest, put me in the nose bleed
A youngin’ tryna run his bands up
Make a **** put his hands up
Man Lebron gettin’ big homie
Out in traffic, I still got the stick on me
I don’t fall for the pussy
I’ll be damned if a hoe played me like imma rookie
Stay a hundred, I’ll boss you up
That’s your hoe, you lost her huh
When n where, it gonna cost you huh
See the swoop, we tossed her huh
Don’t come wit yo problems
Got it on my own, I was broke but I solved it
With the gang just mobbin’
Ion fuck with the fake, I’m a young ****, got it
No matter how much you do, they gon say what you didn’t
Do the cryin’ yourself, fuck a codefendant (self)
I like my bitches slim thick
Go strike yo pose, she know she bad (huh)
I put the pipe on her,
But more than I had to be, callin’ me dad (huh)
I just want her one night only,
Once I hit, Imma go, Imma get me a bag
Tryna get me some money, so get what she said
You need somethin’ to blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
You need somethin’ to blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
You need somethin’ to blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
You need somethin’ to blame it on, blame it on, blame it on
Written by: Jamal Swain