Lyrics:
a quarter
Half price
Well, my telephone rang it would not stop
It's President Kennedy callin' me up
He said, My friend, Bob, what do we need to make
bald and leave it dry and bleeding
It's a sad life for Mr. Chewbacca
And the meanest chicken of them all is a chicken named Ninja
Aww, he was a mean old
make an angel's eyes Hurt
Try not to embarrass him
A seraphim
Pick him up and carry to Chariots
And I'm swearing it's
Like Mr.Goon is one of the 05
Oh my
avowals of
Religious faith to maintain an
Aura of respectability our
Civilization, such as it is
Was shaped by religion
And the men who aspire to public
by a thread
Stuck inside my fervent head
Can't help that I'm passionate
(I'm so passionate)
You put down all that I care about
And it's not even your
numb to it
Damn shame hundred lives dead
And prayer is all they come up with
Some would say stop complaining
Just come up with a solution
If that's
the mosquito.
Hey!
President Botha is the mosquito
Who annihilate Africa.
President Botha with the deadly bite
Spreads the disease of apartheid.
It was
president
Love is in the cabinet
Music is my regiment
Errybody activists
The only thing that's desolate
Is jails with no inhabitants
I swear it would be
Mr. Johnny Cage, running down the rain
Trynna chase down some girls
He is a dreamy boy
Always making noise
Too sure of himself
But a fool sometimes
Reveres those who serve
Any suggestion otherwise is absurd
Anything else you wanna say right here?
You won't get to say it
For the next four years mr vice
went bezerk, it's like clockwork
Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort
Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse
French
went bezerk, it's like clockwork
Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort
Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse
French
Dear Mr. President
I write to you because the world that we livin' in
Bring the troops home from war that we'll never win
Surviving poverty, my
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I'm
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I'm
the muthafuckin niggas with his tech.
He offered me a job said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it dreamin one day I would be..
Mr. Big!
chorus:
chowder!
President’s in Dallas were killed by the howler’s,
As fowl dudes sip a sour chalice of Ellen Rimbauer!
Ya’ll shout ouch burn when I say fuck Matt
[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This the remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything
(Hitmaka)
I know that you're passionate for me, for me, girl
You know that the pressure is on me
I know that you're passionate for me, for me,
Bank
Is Ben Frank
Call me Mr Benjamin
I go by Mr Get The Pot Right
I Been Whippin Up
I been Cooking All night
Put them bitches in a pot
I only like em if
and the plastic on my lap
Grindin' you know where you can find me dead
President's homie, cash rule everything around me
Money it's one hell of a motivation
the stars is at (HO!)
We over here, where the bottles at? (HO!)
You want a problem, I'm all for that (HO!)
'Cause you won't make it to the car for that
of all your sheeple
Are now your daily dish
Hey Mr. President
Where is your little brain
Your IQ, your sanity
It all washed down the drain
You feed us
president (Georgia) Bush
We see them Confederate flags, you know what it is
A white cracker motherfucker that probably voted for him
And no he ain't gonna
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