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Lil' hoes you went to school with, boo-boo Baby mama and your new bitch, boo-boo We was in the hood, fourteen with the deuce-deuce Fourteen years
service don't know where the hell I went Sorry yall, I had to fuck a super delicate Dream ticket, Ice Cube and Obama American dream, Ice Cube and yo mama
didn't I? Paper plates flushin' in that Wraith, didn't I? I'm built with a new reputation Blood, sweat and tears are my new foundation Obama on my main
on it Build a foundation, and then we work upon it Build a foundation, and then we work upon it Much respect to Obama we went to Ghana Just so we can
Topiary Carrie is carrying a rare berry bush Hush that, is Carrie as hairy as Halle Berry was? Heard that? Sarah embarrassed that I ain't heard
manner Show the youths some love And make them show From me fans, them see me Them a wave Them say step on Them like Barack Obama Straight from Jamrock
ponen los putos fiscales Aveces me quedo acostao en mi cama Pensando en mi sagrada mama Aquí en España soy Barak Obama Y Pedro Sanchez a mi me lo mama
just wanna see me dead White hoe nose full of Sarah Palin Balling hard I need an agent I got chop sticks in the car you would think I'm friends with
Python, or just John Cleese Hour after hour yo this pussy can take this Dreaming of Barack Obama and then Jason Sudeikis Sometimes Oscar the grouch is who
jurassic with the ratchet Acting bad’ll get you splattered Don’t no bastard want this static That’s dramatic bring the drama I’m dumping all on yo mama I
And I'm like what's next Flying out to the Bahamas Trips out to Paris A House for my mama Get her up out the hood, she a woman and I wonder If ever Her
the best place to start is from the bottom, shit Much love to my family, especially my mama, such an amazing woman My pops the lion, Uncle Chris the rasta
the 414 I'll probably call my momma first Said I'm picking up some chords and some old pajama shirts Man I lied cause I was digging trying to smoke Obama
and scout me Stop the drama You ain’t my mama Why you tryna cause me trauma Slow it down, here’s a comma Treat me like the next Obama When I go big from this
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