LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeToy Soldier
(Danja)Yeah smash on the radio, bet I penned it!(Britney)Britney, (break me off)OHHHH Toy soldier (x4)I'm out the door, its automatic, simple babeI'm like a fire, bottle bustin in your faceSo tired of you bein up in my space,How much more can I takeI'm tired of privates drivin,Need a general that ain't weak...When I shut the door leaving with my bag,Hit the scene in my new wagonBet he gonna wish he knew the type of fun I'm gettinginto,Peek a boo, he good doing things you wish you could,He's not talking, he's just walking like them city boys from New YorkThis time I need a soldier,A really bad ass soldierThat know how to take, take care of meI'm so damn glad that's overThis time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy soldiers(I need ....i'm so sick of...toy soldiers...)A boy that knows how to take care of me,Won't be just coming over...I don't want no more, (break me off)OHHHH Toy soldierI'm simply sick and tired of those...I don't want no more,I'm simply sick and tired of those...I want it more than ever now,I realized that they ain't listenin,Like a princess supposed to get itThat's why I'm dustin off my fitted,Coming back looking delicious,Yes I know they wanna kiss me,Now I hold them at attention,Cuz new Britney's on a mission...When I shut the door leaving with my bag,Hit the scene in my new wagonBet he gonna wish he knew the type of fun I'm gettinginto,Peek a boo, he good...doing things you wish you could,He's not talking, he's just walking like them city boys from New YorkThis time I need a soldier,A really bad ass soldierThat know how to take, take care of meI'm so damn glad that's overThis time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy soldiers(I need ....i'm so sick of...toy soldiers...)A boy that knows how to take care of me,Won't be just coming over...Brit, I heard that he was saying he's still in love with you, andBrit, I heard he said he could stay if he wanted to, andBrit, I heard every man out here is wanting you nowBrit, I heard, I heard, what you gona do now?This time I need a soldier,A really bad ass soldierThat know how to take, take care of meI'm so damn glad that's overThis time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy soldiers(I need ....i'm so sick of...toy soldiers...)A boy that knows how to take care of me,Won't be just coming over...
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