BILL CLINTON Lyrics

Walt

From the

Future

Nigga

Shutcho' lyin ass up

You know you copped the top

Just own that shit like a real nigga

You feel me

Look

Ay

Ay

My coffee espresso

My hoe in stilettos

She want me to pipe till I melt off the metal

If I get married I won't ever settle

I need a dime that's as fine as a bezel

Coated with 24k in the pebbles

That cost me so much they gonna think I embezzle

She get to buggin' me out like palmettos

But she sign a prenup I got no regrets tho

Bitch I got drive you can't ride on this level

I'm pushing the gas till I fuck up the pedal

Aux with the bass doing double the treble

And these Niggas still blowin' smoke like a kettle

My teachers told me I ain't nothing special

But I couldn't listen I turned to a rebel

Most of you ditched me when I was disheveled

Now y'all tryna twist up the facts like a pretzel

Cause I'm getting bread hoe

What's the proposition?

I say that we turn up on the opposition

Wait

Who

Like who my competition?

Cause they all on my pole I ain't a politician nah

Now they wanna ride the wave

This a hurricane this a tidal wave yuh

Let them haters drown

You can swallow your opinion

Getting head in my office like I'm William Fuckin' Clinton

I'm on top dog I'm top like I'm Bill Clinton

Call a Thot gimme top bitch I'm Bill Clinton

I'm on top dog I'm top like I'm Bill Clinton

Call a Thot gimme top bitch I'm Bill Clinton

Yah yah

Let em' hate they irrelevant

Money talks they don't speak dead presidents

Bitch I feel like Bill Clinton

Call a Thot gimme top bitch I'm Bill Clinton

All that hating yeah it's evident

No one taught you how to speak dead president

Those excuses make it evident

No one taught you how to speak dead president

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