BLACK BILL CLINTON Lyrics

I feel like Bean when I'm writing these songs

Fadeaway from the free throw line

Foot work make defenders fly

Listen up pal you're not that guy

Can't be 'cuz then what am I

Besides tall dark and energized

Serve you broke boys some humble pie

Chill

Make niggas go and check they pockets

Draya with me like a Houston rocket

She on dnd with me so stop it

No L's in this Gucci wallet

Still whipping, still tippin

Clerk asked who's the room under

I told the bitch black bill clinton

Cus presidential my time piece

Street nigga I could smooth turn Hillary to Monica lowinkski

Pull up on you in 10 Big trucks niggas thought that was Penske

I keep my hustle on shoelace nigga ima always make ends meet

5% presidential Tint

Can't see in here she getting lit

Told her look boo come gimme kiss

Then pushed her head into my dick, I did

Ain't no shame in my game

You would think she was crip

Got her going insane

Pop it for me baby get paid

Mix the Don with lemonade

Sauce dripping burn remoulade

Lil mami on me her andele

Shit to do i got no time to play i cannot conversate at any time of day

Niggas counterfeit aint worth the time at all is what a nigga really tryna say

Walk downs keep a wham on me

Used to use a mac but it jammed on me

Niggas broke and they cant hustle cant keep a job Mike D'antoni

I aint trip when i heard the feds on me I just smiled on the dead homies

No more electronic funds so i keep a whole lotta bread on me on gang

So presidential my time piece

Street nigga I could smooth turn Hillary to Monica lowinkski

Pull up on you in 10 Big trucks niggas thought that was Penske

I keep my hustle on shoelace nigga ima always make ends meet

5% presidential Tint

Can't see in here she getting lit

Told her look boo come gimme kiss

Then pushed her head into my dick, I did

Ain't no shame in my game

You would think she was crip

Got her going insane