Yo, what up with that, and what's good G,
I'm that gangsta democrat known as Old Hickory
In the war of 1812, I said Funk You to the Queen,
as me n' my crew won the battle of New O'leans.
the american frontier, was all me, my dear
just lucky prez #7 livin thah american dream
If you've had enough, I hope ya gotcho' fill,
but if you want more, I implore, ya get some 20 dollah billz, biotch!
I can bullshit better then any human,
Pullin’ money from the Sky and from yer pockit
To ease the ills of the land I’d never launch a rockit
Can you spare some of your change for CHANGE
Evry day sunny, I’ll have it arrangD
Big Smiles for miles and miles
Your Tax money for michele’s phat styles
I preach save the day
But didn’t adopt a pup from the shelter tonight
It’s the white house it’s my house
Don’t F with me aaaaaiiight
Thazz right, the year my momma squeezed me through
Number One to you, sucka
It’s me THE G.
G-washington with wooden fronts, not Gold
My sick spazzy hair is tight; It’s Bold. Check’it
YO, you think I dress weird?
Nahh, man, dope rather
Who cares anyway /my mission accomplishD
Keep the brits and the frogs under wraps
and the U S of A her future intact
Peace’
I have not mispoke
The precedent for presidents
Is James K Polk
Born in Ca-ro-lina,
raised in Ten-nes-see
I'm the man with the plan
called des-tin-y
That's man-i-fest
when we settled west,
we snatched up Or-e-gon
and I-da-ho
at my be-hest
Well.. Well.. Well……<o:p></o:p>
Big Gipper, I was the 4-0
Minor B actor, I starred in “Kings Row”
Father of the modern conservative
Donkeys betta recognize,
be observative
Oldest oak ever elected to this capacity
My trickle-down economics still be talked about with veracity
Bottom woman Nancy always da best
Finer than my baby mama starrin’ on Falcon Crest
Hail to my homie Ollie,
US soldier extradorinare
Helpin' us fight the empire,
he sold arms into thin air
Yo we knew it was treason
But da Commies gave us reason
Until Congress called us out…. Peace<o:p></o:p>
I am tricky dick
caught in the sh*t
deep in Saigon
but we was out before the Red Dawn
re-upped in '72 when I rocked da'vote
only to be brought down
by a sucka called deep throat
time to run, i wrotes my book
but yall should know
that i aint no crook
// peeeeeace - i am out //
Under tha desk is where Monica blows.
I got it on her dress, it made a mess.
I got impeached, and had to confess.
Now hillface is sec of state and def in charge....
But it's aight, with a mil a speech I'm livin laaaarrrge.
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ACE IN YOUR FACE, Numero Uno, the Biggest Cheese
We are the presidents, the residents of the highest degrees
Daily clad in the dopest suits,
Dealing with genocide, the environment, and all the world’s Loot
Kick it’
We are the men, the Man, the Law’s in our hands
Our speeches, our preaches, spread through the lands
AirForceOne, the secret service, and 10 course meals
Terrorists and demonstrators, Hot on our Heels
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Blow those bastards up! Everything else is gravy
Smile for the camera, yes we do
Mouthing words of Hope to the sea of You and You.
The pentagon’s like the octagon,
The white house chock full of fools,
We are the Presidents, a true crock of high rollers
We make the Rules ay yeahhhhh
Oh, how nice, look at the cute baby!
67 million handshakes, thanks and thanks and thanks
Just call us the MF Superpower
Bring out the tanks
Bring it....shiiiiiiiiiiiiiT
To hook up with chicks I be buildin em cakes
or take you to Juarez and smash a Pinata of your face
my stache grows in days, my blaze is easy to spot
Shaved or not, it aint just my hair thats makin me hot
I got brothers in the lowrida, offerin you protection
im blessin the mic while my man bustin moves at the election
show me nunchuku skills to be part of my crew
vote for me, and your wildest dreams will come true
-Millard Fillmore
Barak Obama... 'c'mon c'mon c'mon
I remember the time
1999
Chillin with Michelle in a fancy hotel
Senator is mine, president next time
you crazy as hell, michelle told me a few spells
half black, aint got no daddy and husein be your middle name
She wa just hatin, i was blazen, oval my next office,... would be, no mistaken
white momma, no daddy... too young, half black,
more half sibblings than those born to Easy E way back
I'm ahead of the game, aint no getting in my way...mofo I the next President...
say it loud Braka Housein
What's his name again?
Oh yeah, Abraham Lincoln!
I rep the Buckeye state
where the players play
Fought for tha norf in dat civil war
Cleaned my musket with my beard
that's what its for
I got wounded four times
Whatchu know bout dat
Fighting for freedom in my Union cap
Skills so fresh these fools could not hate
So they made me governor of the god damn state
Then from 77, to 81
Got a new crib called the white house son!
G'd up from the feet up dat's how I be
Wit my thug Willy Wheeler, my V.P.
WhiG-Unit!
Congress said he was a weakin'
Harding's bitch, he was a meekin'
Andrew Mellon, money master
Coolidge was a taxing blaster
Signed the Immigration Act
'24 sent bitches back
Asians, Russians, Puerto Ricans
2% no more could be in
In '24 the indians
got recognized as citiz-sons
Radio was rockin' mate
The FRC he did create
The FRC seemed so nice
just FCC bitches in disguise
President fo' 12 years, dats hella dayz
I eat creme brulee wit my bouillabaisse
I gots like 5 Citroens, and 3 Renaults
I'm a quasi-pimp in my quasi-motos
Michelin tires on my new Peugeot
Superman logo, watch my S-Car-Go
From Lille to Toulouse, watch me move
My cribs as big as the motha f-ing Louvre
Jolie Par-ee where you find me
Sippin on dat red, red wine, oui oui
They want me fo' my cheddah
I rock berets not berettas
No bulletproof vest
Just a cashmere sweata
I can Bona-parte, like my dude Napoles
Petite and hairy girls, call 'em mini-trolls
Puffin' cigarettes while I eat baguettes
I got 3 mistresses named Juliette
I'm Jacque Chirac foolz just gimme an hour
I make Le Sex wit dem girls on the eiffel tower



























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