Lyrics:
main bitch wanna do me?
Face shots - we call it Call of Duty
K-Dot now bitch give me two feet
Made my bitch come give me two G's
Raised by wolves and we
Real Damn Presidents to represent me
Real Presidents from my country of residence
Kings, prime ministers, none of them born sinister
Head of state can't
PRESIDENT GEORGE BUSH (was followed by "No new taxes," a promise he would not keep)
"We, the jury, in the above entitled action, find the defendant,
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
[scratches by DJ Premier]
"It's time for this real nigga shit.."
"Bumpy Knucks.."
"Ha, hah-hah"
"Niggaz can't see I.."
"Fr-Fre-Fre, Freddie
Yeah
Hell Yeah
This that dance where, no one 's looking
You can do whatever the f**k you feel like doing man that 's the Moses twist to me
I 'm
freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry
Robinson, Booker T Washington homie
Oh y'all ain't think I knew that shit, Sidney Poitier, what they do
My president is black, I'm important too though
gone sing songs
Count the rice I ain't saying ching chong
Beat my chest, and this shit ain't no King Kong
Yeah
Drive by
Bullets ring they flash
Do not
stop
Just call me freddie im killing this im ready
The way i be talking i do this alot
Admiring michael he twisting the plot
He grabbing your body he
blazin'
Leave your balls just like they raisins
Martin Luther King yo ass
Then queen yo Freddie Jason
Mercerize your nation
Leave you in a tub of man
president/
do away with the ribs
change the way we live/
change the way we eat
the way we raise our kids/
Materialistic
tryna keep up with the fashion/
Go
thoroughbreds, duckin the feds
Yo, my ice look fly up on the keyboard son
Niggas ran up on me law, praising what we do by the lords
That's right, exile
the Hubble like a mothership
Nah, we went from raised up kings and
Queens just like our mothers did
Allow me to do what I do best
Then while you rest on my
of Death"
Play, "Stella by Starlight" for Lady Macbeth
Don't worry, Mr. President, help's on the way
Your brothers are coming, there'll be hell to pay
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
the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth
Wanna come round here like a badboy? Do
the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth
Wanna come round here like a badboy? Do
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
your dreams, like Freddie do, no kidding you
Even if I stuttered I would still sh-sh-sh-shit on you
Soon as I chitter-chatter, your shit'll shatter,
shit turned to addiction
I wish I could say it's fiction (Isn't)
Pour me a cup, I sip it (Lean)
Pass me the weed, I twist it (Yuh)
My whole life been
knew that shit?
Sydney portea what dey do?
Haha, my president is black
I'm important too though, my Lambo's blue
I was, I was the first nigga to ride
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
to remove doubts and
Think about it, there's two sculptors named Gutzon and Lincoln
Who carved dead president heads
Who got paid dead president heads by
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