OBAMA Lyrics

Fuck!

I'm gon' fuck that lil bitch, I'm gon' fuck!

I'm gon' fuck that lil bitch, I'm gon' fuck!

I'm gon' fuck that lil bitch, I'm gon' fuck!

I'm gon' fuck that lil bitch, I'm gon'

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up

I've just been countin' the bands

Hunnids, and hunnids, and hunnids, and hunnids

I got so many do a dance

I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it

I'm doing shit they think I can't

The way that I do it it got 'em confused, lookin' like they in a trance

Save her name as "Kaepernick" the way she on her knees

I don't like to beg, but I tell her "bitch please"

I don't wanna talk, bitch come get this D

And if you talking shit then the clip get emptied

I can never love a bitch I only love my momma

I could never fuck with you 'cause I don't fuck with drama

Every time I drop a song, my bank it add some commas

Money level presidential, lookin' like Obama

LA bitches love me, San Diego bitches too

Imma' keep counting up the bread, pink and blues

Gettin' to the money if you snooze then you lose

And I won't even bless you bitches if you say, "Achoo"

Countin' up the bands, bitch I'm countin' up the bands

I done crashed the fuckin' whip but I got money in my hand

Think that shit a joke, go do your research, I'm the man

And keep on talkin' shit, 'cause Imma' take your bitch

And I'm gonna

Fuck!

I'm gon' fuck that lil bitch, I'm gon' fuck!

I'm gon' fuck that lil bitch, I'm gon' fuck!

I'm gon' fuck that lil bitch, I'm gon' fuck!

I'm gon' fuck that lil bitch, I'm gon fuck!

I'm gon' fuck that lil bitch, I'm gon' fuck!

I'm gon' fuck that lil bitch, I'm gon' fuck!

I'm gon' fuck that lil bitch, I'm gon' fuck!

I'm gon' fuck that lil bitch, I'm gon'-