Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Obama Coupe, artist - Lil Keed. Album song Trapped On Cleveland 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment, Young Stoner Life
Song language: English
Obama Coupe |
Yeah |
I woke up on the good side, uh |
I woke up on the good side of the bed today, you know what I’m sayin'? |
Today is a great day |
Yeah |
Fuck my bottle at? |
(You good, T-Minus?) |
Come up in the buildin', man, you know the bitches on me and you know I’m |
puttin' on |
Gave my lil' partner hundred years, goddamn, when the fuck he come home? |
When you was down, you was tryna stick around, you was in my home |
Heard you was up, but I don’t want nothin' from you, you can’t call my phone |
(Let's go) |
My ho gettin' mad at me 'cause I’m cummin' before she cum (Let's go) |
Pull up in an Obama coupe, but the inside Donald Trump, yeah (Donald Trump) |
I ain’t even learn her name, hit her in the state where she from (Where she |
from) |
I’m over here just runnin' this sack up, come on |
My heart so pure, bitch, I’m practicin', I’m speakin' Arabic (Yeah) |
Blood in my eyes, it get blurry, ballin' right out, Stephen Curry |
I post a bankroll, it’s current, I’m runnin' it, Kentucky Derby |
Hey, the shooter lurkin' and this ho' just slurpin' |
Yeah, she remind me of slushies, these niggas birdies, they croakin' |
I remember what you told me, stack it up, make sure the bills paid |
I’m rockin' Dolce Gabbana, so she gon' give me some more head |
And she want more bread, so she give me more head |
I need some more head |
Yeah, she has the motion, her pussy the ocean, yeah, yeah |
Dance with your tongue and split, yeah, yeah |
Shipment just came in, yeah, yeah, yeah |
I ain’t show you no love, I don’t even care (Ayy, yeah) |
Come up in the buildin', man, you know the bitches on me and you know I’m |
puttin' on |
Gave my lil' partner hundred years, goddamn, when the fuck he come home? |
When you was down, you was tryna stick around, you was in my home |
Heard you was up, but I don’t want nothin' from you, you can’t call my phone |
(Let's go) |
My ho gettin' mad at me 'cause I’m cummin' before she cum (Let's go) |
Pull up in an Obama coupe, but the inside Donald Trump, yeah (Donald Trump) |
I ain’t even learn her name, hit her in the state where she from, |
yeah (Where she from) |
I’m over here just runnin' this sack up, come on |
She shakin' her ass and her tatas, yeah, she all in my eyesight |
Every time I’m walkin' outside, put a big stick in my ride |
Yeah, when I walk in the mall, I put up some points, I look like a ball player |
I pull to the crib just to make it, I walk in, just make sure my side ho, |
better lay her down |
On the Adderall, make sure my night long, and I’m surrounded by these pythons |
Niggas try challenge this shit, they lose, 'cause I make sure that I hit the |
pylon (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) |
Automatic got titties on it, ooh, ooh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) |
Peekin' through the car like it’s duck, duck, goose (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) |
I pop a bottle, he pop all the seals, ooh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) |
Shit, I guess that he poured up a deuce, ooh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) |
I ain’t burnin' no bridges with my peers, ooh, (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh), oh no |
Come up in the buildin', man, you know the bitches on me and you know I’m |
puttin' on |
Gave my lil' partner hundred years, goddamn, when the fuck he come home? |
When you was down, you was tryna stick around, you was in my home |
Heard you was up, but I don’t want nothin' from you, you can’t call my phone |
(Let's go) |
My ho gettin' mad at me 'cause I’m cummin' before she cum (Let's go) |
Pull up in an Obama coupe, but the inside Donald Trump, yeah (Donald Trump) |
I ain’t even learn her name, hit her in the state where she from, |
yeah (Where she from) |
I’m over here just runnin' this sack up, come on |