One Woman Army - Hint, Laura Vane

I’m on the battlefield

Like, oh my God (ooh la la)

Knocking soldiers down

Like house of cards (ooh la la)

I’m a one woman army (ooh la la)

Yes, I’m a one woman army

(ooh la la, ooh la la, ooh la la)

I pull up in a matte black super car

Like Whitney, yeah

No bodyguard

I’m Styling on em gettin him

I got it, I bring all the boys to the yard

You see me at the club in Hollywood

You know I bring that Detroit hood

You like it, and you feelin' good

You know that you want it

You know that you would

Let’s March tonight

The music is still playin'

So get up and fight

You know that you want it

You know that you would

I’m on the battlefield

Like, oh my God (ooh la la)

Knocking soldiers down

Like house of cards (ooh la la)

I’m a one woman army (ooh la la)

Yes, I’m a one woman army

(ooh la la, ooh la la, ooh la la)

I hit you with that kung-fu Jackie Chan

Boom, boom, boom, pow

I’m super fast

High heels, big deal

I kick your ass

They’re gunnin', they’re runnin'

And that makes me mad

If you wanna rumble

All you gotta do is ask

I’m a rude bitch, boy

Can you handle that?

I love to play

But I don’t really need a man

No daddy, no VISA, I got my own cash

Let’s rush tonight

The music is still playin'

So get up and fight

No daddy, no VISA, I got my own cash

I’m on the battlefield

Like, oh my God (ooh la la)

Knocking soldiers down

Like house of cards (ooh la la)

I’m a one woman army (ooh la la)

Yes, I’m a one woman army

(ooh la la, ooh la la, ooh la la)

One, two, three, hut

March if you don’t give a fuck

One, two, three, hut (ooh la la, ooh la la)

One, two, three, hut

March if you don’t give a fuck

One, two, three, hut (ooh la la, ooh la la)

I’m on the battlefield

Like, oh my God (ooh la la)

Knocking soldiers down

Like house of cards (ooh la la)

I’m a one woman army (ooh la la)

Yes, I’m a one woman army

(ooh la la, ooh la la, ooh la la)