Lyrics:
jail and the welfare lines
And all my life I thought Bill Clinton ran the country
Until I found out Bill Gates had all the money
And the media
time a nigga deep in
And I'm about to get my Bill Clinton on
And Hilary can Rodham too, boy, I gets my pimpin' on
'Cause we like her (hey) and we
call me Bill Clinton for all the head I got
I keeps it real-ah 'cause I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies love me 'cause I'm a million dolla hitta
to death, strangle her neck
While we have sex, while Bill Clinton plays the sax
I sprays the facts, yeah, bring Shady on back
The maniac of rap, devil baby
for all the bread I got
But they call me Bill Clinton for all the head I got
I keeps it real-ah, 'cause I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies love me
This just can't be
If Will and Jada can do it, then why can't we?
Hillary is still with Bill Clinton
How did they do it? He got his dick sucked
I was thoroughly impressed when Bill Clinton did his 5 hour testimony on how he didn't get it on with a girl.
And they asked him really direct
the new Mike Tyson's Roy Jones
Bill Clinton's the new JFK, without the hole in his dome
The new Don Trump is Bill Gates
Not because his occupation, it's
headed for Hell, I'd rather be dead or in jail
Bill Clinton, hit this, and you better inhale!
'Cause any MC that chooses to go against me
Is gettin'
what you do and say today, It don't go away and stay
It'll just come back and burn your ass tomorrow.
That's right, ask Bill Clinton, John Edwards,
pimpin' it's p and snoop
With Dre on the beat this ain't nuttin' but loot
They call me jackhammer for all the bread I got
But they call me Bill Clinton
surrounded by skinny motherfuckers with glass dicks
I'll jack Jack and Jill, smack Bill Clinton and his bitch
Tell po po they can't fade me I'll kill
pimpin' it's p and snoop
With Dre on the beat this ain't nuttin' but loot
They call me jackhammer for all the bread I got
But they call me Bill Clinton
in black
I'm to the dope track to get the dope sack
Blowin', it's Mr bill Clinton of Vallejo
California with no warnin' shots
Just thought I'd warn ya
George Bush, George Clinton, Bill Clinton
Chris Farley, Chris Rock, Bob Marley
Rick James, knew how to throw a party
"Smoke some weed"
Snoop
motherfucker Bill Clinton-is a son of a bitch
Had the nerve to throw out the first pitch
I'm just tryin' to get rich like Trump
The Home Run king is now in
the mask you thought was Batman is Bill Clinton
Who soon retire, the roof is on fire
Connie Chung brung the bomb as it comes from Oklahoma
Things are getting
Bill Clinton's
Mills is spent, still don, still rentin'
Still yacht flyin', still killin' fish, still killin' clicks
The fifth out, don't even breathe
units, all the way to Vice
They claimin' Ice Cube, ain't nuttin' nice
'Cause I keep hittin', fuck Bill Clinton
No repentin', just representin'
I can
lookin' sad, cuz fourteen niggas done struck-out
My first offense was possession of weed
Now I'm in the major leagues and
that mothafucka Bill Clinton
chlorine
I'm wishin' Bill Clinton would return and I don't care,
let him get his nuts sucked through the whole term
I wish I wasn't so selfish,
I wish I
Not to mention, just how fly the flow is
Not to mention, they like to call me POTUS
Like Bill Clinton, I'm asking, "Where the hoes is?"
Often,
understand
Bill Clinton could pull his dick out
And don't nobody say shit
2Pac pull my dick out and everybody
Wanna put me in jail i don't understand
Three
these n
CDelores Tucker
You is a mother f instead of
Tryin' to help a n
You destroy a brother worse than others
Bill Clinton, Muster Bob Dole
You're too
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