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OBAMANATION
OBAMANATION

Obama never who dat

I bet you never knew that.

ENJOY THE fruits of labor plant the seeds and it grew back

fruit snacks I move that 2 weeks make 2 stacks

feline right under the fan im a cool cat

I smoked 2 blunts to the face now im 2 smacked

I don't need a safe put the money in a shoe rack

And if you shoot me I aint even gonna shoot back

Im really just amused send the goons where you snooze at

You need

new raps

you dudes whack

like overdue foodstamps

Confused that with the fact that I do trap I moved back

To new york to get my groove back but i never really lose dat

And ya boy wavy like

Underneath a durag

You niggas trying to play me

Where the fucks the nuse at

My pockets looking too fat and i ain't trying to lose that

My wallets on the couch eatin hot fudge and moose track

Ice cream

i move at a light speed

dude is a Viking

consuming lightning

I cruise in the night when the moon is the brightest

I smoke blunts to the face don't ask me to light shit

gold bricks and coke bitch

Wall Street pirates

Top knotch pilot

I'm bout to take flight quick

I live in the sky

reside where cloud ni9e is

So it's only right that I'm high on my fly shit

Sniff a line of China white

igniting all the dynamite

Now I'm feeling kinda hype

Walk toward the blinding light

You softer than some

Mike and ike's

You don't live that type of life

You the shoot a nigga type

call me when you tryna fight

It's the fruit snacks Rat Pack

You know I been had stacks

I'm chilling in the trap with 10

Racks in the backpack

And i stay smacked

facts I gotta backtrack

Lost the new snapback

Where the fuck is my hat at

I just wanna get to 21 like black jack

Bitches get backslaps then collapse in a casket

preformed black magic on a torn easter basket

Then framed Roger rabbit

I know you motivated the captivating captions

All superheroes are zeros

We unmasked them

Henny with the alize

Sipping thug passion

My bitch is in the bath

With the champagne splashin

My money turn to ashes as

Im sitting back laughing at you

Muthafuckin bastards tragic

Situation

like a muthafuckin doctor I got a lot of patients

I speak real proper a lot of you niggas hating

Perfect pronunciation

My grammar and punctuation

You ain't never gonna make it

If you lack communication

30 thousand dollars was a

7 month vacation

That was almost a year and

Niggas doing the same shit

Im rolling up another blunt cuz I ain't tryna turn it up purp rolled burn it up money straight perm it up I don't even take breaks permanently earning it haters I ain't concerned with em. U .thots I be curving em

niggas talking crazy yo tell me where that burner went dont make obama get the massacreing and the murdering chop a nigga body up then add em to the burger blend French fries cold sprite das what ima serve em wit

Suicidal thoughts subliminaly infiltrate my interior mental state the inferior and the fake debate but im gucci great 2 g's put it in the bank what the fuck is in yo dutch


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