Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Obama, artist - Rucka Rucka Ali. Album song Black Man of Steal, in the genre
Date of issue: 12.01.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rucka Rucka Ali
Song language: English
I'm Obama |
I’m gonna smoke some crack |
Only got 20 rocks in my pocket |
I’m Obama, run tell ya mama |
Bitch, I want some corn dogs |
I walk up into Congress like |
What up with all this ruckus? |
I’m the lead speaker |
Of the Big Black Caucus |
I’m here to give back |
To all my crackheads and junkies |
Joe Biden says, «Damn, I’m a old ass honky!» |
I’m a little fuckin' lazy |
I get high with Jay-Z |
And give myself a raise |
Cuz I’m the one who pays me |
Happy Reverend Dr. Martin Luther Jr. King Blvd. |
Street |
Now let me get a chicken sammich at the KFC |
Shit, but Michelle, it was 99 cents |
I’m just gonna pocket shit |
Chicken bits and chocolate chips |
And anyone that’s starting shit |
Is getting hit with rocket ships |
I’ma drop a bomb on anyone that’s even talking shit |
It’s politics, you wanna come start the next apocalypse? |
I’ma bomb Pakistan, I was born in Pakistan |
No, for real, I used to smoke crack in I’m Blackistan |
I’m standin' round, handing out burritos at the border |
Let’s keep the Mexicans away from my daughters |
You want fucking health care? |
I’ll give you some MichelleCare |
Brocolli and excercise, several kinds of welfare |
Hell, I’m still on welfare |
Food Stamps, bridge cards |
I still smoke crack, smack a bitch and steal cars |
I could blow up any country from my cell phone |
Michelle, wait hold on, where’d Michelle go? |
I’m gonna choke a tramp |
Homie, got 20 glocks in my pocket |
All your mamas workin' for Obama |
On the White House street corner |
I’m gonna smoke a pack |
Only got a couple fried chicken buckets |
Me, Michelle and Hillary and Palin |
It’s a fucking foursome |
What you know about fightin' against evil? |
What you know abut bombing countries full of brown people? |
I did it, I shot Bin Laden like a damn peasant |
One man’s nigga is another man’s president |
I was born in Chicago, that’s a village in Africa |
All we had to eat was dog shit with paprika |
I’m illuminati, you could find me on the dollar bill |
I cut through lines at Disney rides |
And at the cider mill |
Playing with Nancy Reagan’s granny panties |
In the Oval Office getting my cock sucked, muthafucka |
I’m wearing Abe Lincoln’s top hat, muthafucka |
I’m smoking JFK’s crack rocks, muthafucka |
They be like, «All of these kids are pretty dumb» |
I’m like «Yo, how about them broke ass teachers?» |
Kids are dumb fucks, and teachers want money |
So let’s give teachers money, and maybe they’ll wanna teach |
I call that a plain common sense solution |
I smoke crack with a rolled up Constitution |
I hate America! |
First chance I get |
You can bet that I’ma give this place |
Back to the Cherokas |
If you cross your eyes at Osama bin Laden |
It sorta kinda looks like Obama Biden |
I’ma Muslim, praise Osama |
And I did 9/11, it was a mistake |
One I’m not proud of |
How could I have known you’d elect me president? |
I look like a Taliban marathon runner |
This is awkward |
I’m gonna bomb Iraq |
Before they try to build a nuclear rocket |
Achmadina, daba duba dilla |
Bitch I’m comin' for ya |
I smoke the baddest dro |
I stole a Camaro |
I boned the fattest ho |
From that bus stop down the road |
I drop the baddest bombs |
I was born in Taiwan |
I can do what I want |
Got them fly ass Nigga drones |
I’m gonna smoke some crack |
Only got 20 rocks in my pocket |
I’m Obama, run tell ya mama |
Bitch, I want some pork chops |