Lyrics:
the cartoon bubble explodes
And the new party begins
Invitation only - still in a senator's suitcase
Let them out and dance for the ant god
Like scary
competitors
Move like a senator
Hold up
Save all the children from predators
Justice for Breonna, Taylor, and jennifer
This fallen society quiets he who says
(ah)
And get money (ah), dummy
Give a fuck who the Senator is (yeah)
I'ma fuck bitches (yup)
And get money, dummy (every day)
Fuck all of your
gimme the crown
Floating on haters, while niggas gone drown
Your face is plane, you are so regular
You gone salute as if your a senator
I am domestical,
it retrospective from the get go
Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo
P-p-politic with ghetto senators on the deelow
Ghetto superstar, that is
the cannon at you, Lord,
It ain't me, it ain't me,
I ain't no senator's son,
It ain't me, it ain't me,
I ain't no fortunate one, no,
Some folks are
those Beretta's led us to the lettuce
Relish fetishes, menaces want the senator's percentages
If you ain't prejudice, you still a nemesis
Smokin'
off to war
Drafted by poverty
The senator's son is safely sound asleep
Aw, but let us forget the war
And buy something pretty
Change the channel
remote control
I am lady, baby girl, piece of ass, beautiful
I am frank o'hara, a milk maid
The senator, retired bank officer
I have a bed, I lie in
the ghetto
Keepin it retro-spective from the get go
Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo
P-P-Politic with ghetto senators on the d-low
[Chorus]
[Ol'
the cannon at you, Lord,
It ain't me, it ain't me,
I ain't no senator's son,
It ain't me, it ain't me,
I ain't no fortunate one, no,
Some folks are
Get ready for the blast off!
And don't forget the hype!
We're going into space.
Distinguished scientists
A pesky senator
And monkey turds
All you hypocrites and liars,
In the temple seeking gain.
All you senators and lawyers,
With your motives to explain.
All you victims and you
nevermind to what the Senator's confessin
He don't really mean it, he just winnin his election
Nothin they can do to have prevented this obsession
With
at you, Lord
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no
Some folks are born silver
a somethin'
Cause the Senator's son yeah the young bull is gonna take over
(Watch it)
He's a young man now
He's got to toss the hair from his shoulder.
Even
feel like a pimp in the white house
For a senator's daughter you're stealing all the headline news
All the headline news.
Oh shake me shake me
at you, Lord
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no senator's son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no
Some folks are born, silver
They gonna sack you when you give them the wrong answers
Or for failing to respond to his advances
And you're faced with a senator's enquiry
Sequestering
For a senator's daughter you're stealing all the headline news
Oh shake me, shake me, shake me up all night long
We all need a laugh and I guess
everybody stay back... he is... being
Hustled in... to me, he appears dead, there's a gunshot wound in his lower
Abdomen."
*bang*
"Senator Kennedy has
the cannon at you
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no senator's son, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one
Some folks are born silver spoon in
yeah
Oluwa bless us oo baba touch my case baba o
Cause no body send you until they see you in a Benz
But as I run my race change my lace to senator
quickly. It dies very quickly with the sun.
Yeah, go ahead. You said yesterday that you're going looking to Senator McConnell's suggestion for allowing
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