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future - obama lyrics
[intro]
yo, brrrd
gang, gang
baby jay
[chorus]
soon as i trap out, i go hit the dealer
soon as i sellout, i go hit the jeweler
you know i hit it, she draped in designer
if i get a call from mich_lle obama
f_ckin’ this cougar, same age as my momma
f_ck all that bullsh_t, go f_ck on cierra
seven six duse when it come out the barrel
i took a shot at your wifey, [?]
[verse 1]
reach for the chain, yo’ lil brother gon’ die
cartier ventures sittin’ over my eye
i f_ck this r&b chick on the side
ain’t droppin’ names, i might hit her at nine
you know i hit it, she rockin’ dеsigner
high definitions with no limit diamonds
f_ck the b_tch, gavе her to adrian bonner
money and power came off of the corner
load up the stick, i got blood on my diamonds
i get to p_ssin’ on dolce gabbana
give me three minutes i’m movin’ them [?]
ride with them bricks, put the work in the honda
go cop the lamb’, i just jug alabama
stressin’ the [?] and ain’t got no manners
richer than ice cream, too hard too handle
i get this n_gga stuck up in the slammer
[chorus]
soon as i trap out, i go hit the dealer
soon as i sellout, i go hit the jeweler
you know i hit it, she draped in designer
if i get a call from mich_lle obama
f_ckin’ this cougar, same age as my momma
f_ck all that bullsh_t, go f_ck on cierra
seven six duse when it come out the barrel
i took a shot at your wifey, [?]
[verse 2]
[?] your ice, this sh_t white as madonna
dog the b_tch out, now she [?]
scotty the shot, hit your wife in the sprinter
b_tch suck me for lunch and ate me for dinner
f_ck the security, i fit down the pistol
pop me a half or a thirty, then k!ll em’
i whip the rose, like it’s a chevy
my b_tch try to leave, i’m gettin’ [?]
lil honey bun on gold veneer
retired out the trap, i’m a boss for real
you gon’ be workin’ your whole career
f_ck on yo’ b_tch, made her eat up my girl
[?] n_gga, just drinkin’ on syrup
cluthin’ the drum, this the one with the [?]
diamond in ring, i can barely can hear
f_ck on a singer, she ready to get married
[chorus]
soon as i trap out, i go hit the dealer
soon as i sellout, i go hit the jeweler
you know i hit it, she draped in designer
if i get a call from mich_lle obama
f_ckin’ this cougar, same age as my momma
f_ck all that bullsh_t, go f_ck on cierra
seven six duse when it come out the barrel
i took a shot at your wifey, [?]
[outro]
baby jay
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