Army by Teff Hinkson Lyrics

[Hook]

[Verse 1: Teff]
Ok I run my city Obama
R.I.P to Big poppa
Fucking with me I'll bomb ya
You could come get me; Osama
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She licking like a peach cobbler
And I'm from Barbados so my women look like Rihanna
I'm a ??? with a bad bitch
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
Shit 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]