| How am I doing? |
| Not so good, man
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| It’s not my fault
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| I drink Mountain Dew after Mountain Dew then drink a Pepsi
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| I haven’t exercised since 2003
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| I had Burger King for breakfast, then KFC
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| And I’m fat now
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| Thanks Obama
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| I’m sure you’ve dealt with some similar things
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| I cashed my check Friday, I’m bimpin' again
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| I bought weed, beer and some video games
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| And I’m broke by Saturday, thanks Obama
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| I’m at the bar spending all of my cash
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| Getting wasted like a burger in the trash
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| Hopped in my car all drunk and then crashed
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| I don’t have State Farm, thanks Obama
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| I get distracted when I’m driving in the street
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| Riding with my knee, Facebookin', not lookin'
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| I killed a pedestrian, knocked a box truck crooked
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| These handcuffs hurt, thanks Obama
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| (My downfall, it ain’t my fault)
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| 29 living out my momma’s bank account, no comma, yelling «Thanks Obama»
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| (My downfall, it ain’t my fault)
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| 2PM and I’m still in my pajamas, only friend is this iguana, thanks Obama
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| Don’t spend every waking hour in front of the TV or with the Xbox
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| Man I should be a rap star, it ain’t up for debate
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| But I’m never working on music, always taking a break
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| And I don’t get why I’m not as famous as Drake
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| I have twelve followers, thanks Obama
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| I’m pissed like a catheter
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| I drank every night in college and I never got my bachelors
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| So now I’m thirty flipping spatulas and smoking bowls up in the back of Acuras
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| with Ted
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| Thanks Obama
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| I’m always doing what I got to do
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| Like last week, when I banged a prostitute
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| With no condom, now I’m in the hospital
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| The doctor says it’s gonorrhea
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| Thanks Obama
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| I didn’t take the trash out last week
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| My house smells like a homeless man’s ass cheeks
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| I was busy smoking crack out of this blast piece
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| While my kids cried
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| Thanks Obama
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| (My downfall, it ain’t my fault)
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| 29 living out my momma’s bank account, no comma, yelling «Thanks Obama»
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| (My downfall, it ain’t my fault)
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| 6PM and I’m still in my pajamas, hanging out with this iguana, thanks Obama
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| I have something important to discuss with you
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| (Thanks for nothing’s more like it)
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| Responsibility
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| It can’t be my fault I made my life suck so much
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| Tweeted something racist and lost my job cause someone showed my boss
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| Thanks Barack
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| Now I’m homeless, selling handjobs for five bucks
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| You know the reason for all of my drama, it starts with an 'O' and it ends with
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| a 'Bama'
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| (My downfall, it ain’t my fault)
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| 29 living out my momma’s bank account, no comma, yelling «Thanks Obama»
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| (My downfall, it ain’t my fault)
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| 10PM, having sex with my iguana, got caught by my mama, thanks Obama
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| Whenever I’d complain, my mother would just give me one of those looks and
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| she’d say, «This is no picnic for me either, buster»
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| (Pshh, yeah right)
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| This is no picnic for me either, buster
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| (Thanks Obama)
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| What was the other dude’s name? |
| Who um, uh, the Mormon dude
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| Shoulda voted for the fucking Mormon dude, dude, he totally would have let you
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| have sex with the iguana |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thanks Obama , by - Spose. Song from the album Why Am I So Happy?, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп