My President

Album: The Recession (2008)
Charted: 53
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  • Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
    I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
    Some real shit right here nigga
    This will be the realest shit you ever quote
    Lets go!

    [Chorus]
    My president is black, my Lambo's blue
    And I be god damn if my rims ain't too
    My momma ain't at home and daddy still in jail
    Tryna make a plate anybody seen the scale
    Lets go!
    My president is black, my Lambo's blue
    And I be god damn if my rims ain't too
    My money's light green and my Jordans light grey
    And they love to see white now how much you tryna pay
    Lets go!

    Today was a good day hope I have me a great night
    I dunno what you fishin' for hope you catch you a great white
    Me I see great white heavy as killer whales
    I cannot believe this who knew it came in bails
    Who knew it came with jail who knew it came with prison
    Jus cuz you got an opinion does that make you a politician
    Bush robbed all of us would that make him a criminal
    & den he cheated in Florida would dat make him a seminal
    I say and I quote "we need a miracle"
    And I say a miracle cuz this shit is hysterical
    By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
    Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
    Mr. soul survivor does that make me a konvict
    Be all u can be now don't dat sound like some dumb shit
    When you die over crude oil as black as my nigga boo
    It's really a desert storm that's word to my nigga clue
    Catch me in Las Vegas, a.r. Arizona
    Rep for them real niggaz im winnin' in California
    Winnin' in Tennessee hands down Atlanta
    Landslide Alabama on my way to Savannah

    [Chorus]

    I said I woke up this morning headache this big!
    Pay all these damn bills feed all these damn kids
    Buy all these school shoes buy all these school clothes
    For some strange reason my son addicted to polos
    Love me some spinach dip I'm addicted to Houston's
    And if the numbers is right I take a trip out to Houston
    A earthquake out in China a hurricane in New Orleans
    Street dreams tour I showed my ass in New Orleans
    Did it for soulja slim brought out b.g.
    Its all love bun, I'm forgiving you pimp c
    You know how the pimp be
    That nigga go'n speak his mind
    If he could speak down from heaven
    He tell me stay on my grind
    Tell him I'm doin' fine Obama for mankind
    We ready for damn change so ya'll let the man shine
    Stuntin' on Martin Luther feelin just like a king
    Guess dis is what he meant when he said dat he had a dream

    [Chorus]

    Yeah!
    History, black history
    No president ever did shit for me
    Had to hit the streets try to flip some keys
    So a nigga wont go broke
    Then they put us in jail now a nigga cant go vote
    So I spend dough all these hoes is trippin'
    She ain't a politician honeys a politician
    My president is black Rolls golden charms
    Twenty two inch rims like Hulk Hogan's arms
    When thousands of people is riled up to see you
    That can arouse ya ego you got mouths to feed so
    Gotta stay true to who you are and where you came from
    Cuz at the top will be the same place you hang from
    No matter how big you can ever be
    For whatever fee or publicity never lose your integrity
    For years there's been surprise horses in this stable
    Just two albums in I'm the realest nigga on this label
    Mr black president yeah Obama fa real
    They gotta put ya face on the five thousand dollar bill

    [Chorus]

    So I'm sittin' here right now man
    (how much you tryna pay)
    Its June third haha 2:08 am
    Nigga I wont say win, lose or draw
    Man we congratulate you already homie
    See I motivate the thugs right
    You motivate us homie
    That's what it is, this a hands on policy
    Ya'll touchin' me right
    Yeah first black president
    Win, lose or draw nigga haha
    Matta fact you know what it is man
    Shouts out Jackie Robinson
    Booker T Washington homie
    Oh y'all ain't think I knew that shit!
    Sydney Poitier what dey do
    My president is black
    I'm important too though!
    Lambos blue
    I'm was the first nigga to ride through my hood in a Lamborghini yeah haha Writer/s: C WHITACRE, J HENDERSON, JAY JENKINS, NASIR JONES
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 1

  • Jimmy from Columbia, ScThis song is offensive to me as an
    American. He says that no president has done anyghing for him but there are things everyday that the president does for him.
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