me Little sadie loved her little toy soldier And she run home from school each day Little sadie loved her little toy soldier And she locked her door so she could play Little
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little closer Touch it right, do it like a man's supposed to Knew you was the one, that's why I chose ya 'Cause you get down for yours and ride like a soldier
An' you are literate, you can't even read the tele prompta I got niggas flyin' me weed in by helicopter You look sad when I pass in this toy Benz You
to my d***, then what1 the hell, jay z on the t.v. singin' oh damn, he's so a racing. ok i just lost it, now i'm playing toy soldiers on the f***** bin
Inc do your thing motherfuckers You unleased on a team who expects nothing less then RnB coming from that regime Regime is a little extreme neck to neck with soldiers
so Murda Inc do your thing motherfuckers you unleased on a team who expects nothing less then RnB coming from that regime regime is a little extreme neck to neck with soldiers
tin soldier Mommy says that it's time for sleep If my folks were wiser and older They'd know kids and toys don't need sleep Don't be bad little cotton
, butter, mec It's so good to be here yeah baby that's the style The jazz can fill a club or papers by the pile Just ask toy soldier, toy soldier could
my nigga Budden, "Mouse" It sound too much like a rat So may your steps be just like your stacks High, afraid of death, havin' a life attack It's I, got the soldiers
Pole and that chubby jolly old Saint Nick The little elves getting busy, in Santa workshop And how gingerbread men keep they buttons on top Wooden soldiers
man's suppose to Knew you was the one, that's why I chose you Cause you get down for yours and ride like a soldier Repeat 1 Your soul ain't a toy,
and what you will find Is a toy, my friend, that you'll never forget It's not everyday that you get your skull split You like soldiers, we got soldiers
cold, cold rain And my tiny son with his toy gun stands by me In his soldier suit and a tiny flag clutched tightly in his hand Little boy soldier, little boy soldier
by Buck Owens and Charles H. Anderson I got ten toy soldiers for Billy Joe I got coloring book for Sue I got a little toy train for Danny boy And a cowboy
', no problems then Facts? Off the potty then News? Watchin' karate then Muddas playin' double dutch She was hop-scotchin' then Me, girl watchin' then Crooked little
Little wooden soldier boy How he's bored to be a toy Sitting on the mantelpiece Was not his idea of peace So one night at half past one He ordered all
War rages at a fever pitch? And people die for the little things A little corn, a little beans Ah, boy, boy This world is not your toy This world is
