Monday, February 07, 2005

Change of Heart

Destiny's Child has gone from being Independent Women who can take care of themselves and buy their own bling bling to looking for a Soldier who can take care of them and ride around in Impalas.

Poetry... sheer poetry....
I love how he keep my body screamin' {Screamin'}
A rude boy that's good to me, wit street credibility

If his status ain't hood
I ain't checkin' for him
Betta be street if he lookin' at me
I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me
Known to carry big things
If you know what I mean