My President (feat. Nas)

Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga Some real shit right here, nigga This will be the realest shit you ever quote My president is black, my Lambo's blue And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too My momma ain't at home and daddy still in jail Tryna' make a plate, anybody seen the scale My president is black, my Lambo's blue And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too My money's light green and my Jordan's light gray And they love to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go Today was a good day, hope I have me a great night I dunno what you fishin' for, hope you catch you a great white Need I say great white, heavy as killer whales I cannot believe this, who knew it came in bails Who knew it came with jail, who knew it came with prison Just 'cause you got an opinion does that make you a politician Bush robbed all of us, would that make him a criminal And then he cheated in Florida, would that make him a Seminole I say and I quote, we need a miracle And I say a miracle 'cause this shit is hysterical But my nephews and nieces, I will email Jesus Tell him forward to Moses and cc: Allah Mr. Soul Survivor does that make me a Konvict 'Be all you can be', now, don't that sound like some dumb shit When you dogged with crude oil as black as my nigga boo It's really a Desert Storm, that's word to my nigga Clue Catch me in Las Vegas, A.R. Arizona Rap for them real niggaz, I'm winnin' in California Winnin' in Tennessee, hands down Atlanta Landslide Alabama, on my way to Savannah My president is black, my Lambo's blue And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too My momma ain't at home and daddy still in jail Tryna make a plate, anybody seen the scale My president is black, my Lambo's blue And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too My money's light green and my Jordan's light gray And they love to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go I said I woke up this morning, headache this big Pay all these damn bills, feed all these damn kids Buy all these school shoes, buy all these school clothes For some strange reason my son addicted to Polo's Mommies a spinach dip, I'm addicted to use Houston's And if the numbers is right, I take a trip out to Houston A earthquake out in China, a hurricane in New Orleans Street Dreams Tour, I sold my ass in New Orleans Did it for Soulja Slim, brought out B.G It's all love from the beginnin' you Pimp C You know how the pimp be, that nigga gon' speak his mind If he could speak down from heaven, he tell me stay on my grind Tell him I'm doin' fine, Obama for mankind We ready for damn change, so y'all let the man shine Stuntin' on Martin Luther 'cause I'm feelin' just like a king Guess this is what he meant when he said that he had a dream My president is black, my Lambo's blue And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too My momma ain't at home and daddy still in jail Tryna make a plate, anybody seen the scale My president is black, my Lambo's blue And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too My money's light green and my Jordan's light gray And they love to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go Our history, black history, no president ever did shit for me Had to hit the streets, had to flip some keys, so a nigga won't go broke Then he put us in jail, now, a nigga can't go vote So I spend dough on these hoes is strippin' She ain't a politician honeys a polotician My president is black, Rolls golden charms 22 inch rims like Hulk Hogan's arms When thousands of peoples is riled up to see you That can arouse ya ego, you got mouths to feed So gotta' stay true to who you are and where you came from 'Cause at the top will be the same place you hang from No matter how big you could ever be For whatever fee or publicity, never lose your integrity For years there's been surprise horses in this stable Just two albums in, I'm the realest nigga on this label Mr. Black President, yeah Obama for real They gotta' put ya face on the 5000 dollar bill My president is black, my Lambo's blue And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too My momma ain't at home and daddy still in jail Tryna make a plate, anybody seen the scale My president is black, my Lambo's blue And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too My money's light green and my Jordan's light gray And they love to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go So I'm sittin' here right now man, it's June 3rd, 2: 08 a.m Nigga, I won't say win, lose or draw man We congratulate you already homie See I motivate the thugs right, you motivate us homie That's what it is, this a hands on policy Ya'll touchin' me right nigga, yeah, first black president Win, lose or draw nigga, matter of fact, you know what it is, man Shouts out Jackie 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