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lirik lagu army – duke deuce

[intro]
ayy
ayy, yeah
ayy*ayy
what the f*ck? (hitkidd, what it do, mane?)

[pre*chorus]
b*tch, better do what i say (say)
i ain’t like them others you date (uh)
it’s a real n*gga this way (n*gga)
it’s a real n*gga this way (yeah)
i ain’t really used to this cake (this cake)
a few years back, i wasn’t straight (wasn’t straight)
it’s funny how some things changed (yeah)
but the money ain’t ease my pain (yeah)

[chorus]
got plenty straps like a war, b*tch (war, b*tch)
swing that ar from my armpit
bought a h*llcat and destroyed it (‘stroyed it)
bought a h*llcat and destroyed it
wake up and drink in the morning (morning)
picked up the strap and i’m yawning (yawning)
rappin’ but move like the army (army)
rappin’ but movе like the army (army)
[verse 1]
motherf*ck thе law (f*ck ’em), crackers getting off (off)
all these guns i bought, i’m prepared for martial law, yeah
f*ck you b*tches law, i can’t dive up in you raw, yeah
if you only see the cost of a n*gga with a big check
think my heart on a trampoline the way i jump out my feelings
good thing is got up out that rain, this whip ain’t got no ceilings
treat that p*ssy like michael, mane, i stab it ’til i k!ll it
hit that lil’ ho with my twinkie, now she in her feelings (yeah)
qc piece is swingin’ on my neck (neck, neck)
f*ck a n*gga mean, i’m bangin’ ’bout respect (yeah)
see us in public, you better come correct (yeah)
yeah, see us, n*gga, better know it’s that (what the f*ck?)

[chorus]
got plenty straps like a war, b*tch (war, b*tch)
swing that ar from my armpit
bought a h*llcat and destroyed it (‘stroyed it)
bought a h*llcat and destroyed it
wake up and drink in the morning (morning)
picked up the strap and i’m yawning (yawning)
rappin’ but move like the army (army)
rappin’ but move like the army (army)
[verse 2]
n*ggas, they think they k!ller ’til we get up wit’ ’em (get up wit’ ’em)
b*tch think they dismissed until they friend come wit’ us (friend come wit’ us)
f*ck ya mean, ho? can’t play with us, this bigger than bigger (bigger than bigger)
get your best friend to the hotel room, put d*ck in her liver (d*ck in her liver)
hey, got f*cked up, left kids on hold like a babysitter (yeah*yeah)
hey, b*tch, i’m a king and i think i’m the sh*t like i’m kitty litter (yeah)
hey, left a lot of n*ggas in the dust and they know we been them n*ggas (been them n*ggas), hey
f*ck n*ggas can’t catch up, so i guess they engine little (skrrt), hey
hot boy money, no toast (no toast), run up to the .40, get close (get close)
say you got a gun, b*tch, so? (b*tch, so?) you ain’t gon’ pull it, lil’ ho (lil’ ho, b*tch)
three years back, i was broke (i was broke), now i got bread, got a loaf (got a loaf)
b*tch, do what i say so (say so, yeah), i ain’t like them other n*ggas, though (what the f*ck?)

- duke deuce

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