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teff hinkson - army lyrics

[hook]

[verse 1: teff]
ok i run my city obama
r.i.p to big poppa
f-cking with me i’ll bomb ya
you could come get me; osama
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she l!cking like a peach cobbler
and i’m from barbados so my women look like rihanna
i’m a ??? with a bad b-tch
tattoo with my name on her
blow me out like a match stick with no candles and no cape of her
cause i’m known to kidnap chicks with no handcuffs and no tape on her
make a woman do back flips when i put my measuring tape on her
i’m in the air like bluetooth
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in a rental car with a loose goose
getting cous-cous’til her tooth loose
you in’t getting neck you a loose noose
rolling up on them fruit loops
sh-t be smelling like fruit juice
two middle fingers deuce deuce
and i rep my city until the good lord come for me
stacking like a money tree
causing i’m rapping like a ??
cause we’re an army, better yet we a navy, better yet we’re crazy
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[hook]

[verse 2: teff]

- teff hinkson lyrics

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