Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dead Presidents, artist - Ty Dolla $ign. Album song Sign Language, in the genre Соул
Date of issue: 20.02.2018
Record label: All In
Song language: English
Dead Presidents |
Do it for the dead presidents, do it for the dead presidents |
Do it for the dead presidents, wanna see you do it for the dead presidents |
Make it clap on a handstand |
Hold it with no hands |
Can you take it from the or would you run like |
Girl can you vibe like a Ducati, fast like a Ferrari |
Flip you over on your back, and slam like Shaq |
She like it when I fuck her from the side |
She like to drink Hennessy and get high |
Out of town bitches come through here with dreams |
All these hoes be on the same things |
Baby want em all, but they all rich and famous |
Fucking ball players and entertainers |
Rolling blunts up, but you know I smoke papers |
And bitch don’t you know I’m Taylor |
I’m a mack, I’m a player |
If she about her paper |
Lames can’t call her |
She only fuck with ballers |
I tell her like |
Go ahead and show a nigga something |
Bust it open, let a nigga touch it |
Show a nigga that you ain’t bluffing |
If I tip anymore, we fucking |
Do it for the dead presidents |
Give me head like my name Bill Clinton |
I know you ain’t got no limits |
Tell your boyfriend to mind his business |
Spend a night with me, that’s priceless |
Rubber bands on her, she dyking |
Shawty do it like a pro, tryna act like she don’t like it |
Them niggas gon be upset |
They mad, they hate |
That cheddar get her naked, she suck dick for a small donation |
If it ain’t bout money stop talking |
I ain’t with it if I can’t make a profit |
Broke niggas can’t stand next to me unless they got my deposits |
Spark my joint up full of broccoli |
I lift off just like a rocket |
Know y’all fuck niggas still talking but I can’t hear you over my pockets |
You won’t get in my residence |
I got a concierge sitting at the gate |
Stacking them dead presidents |
Feeling like Larenz Tate |
I bet them dead presidents will make her stay |
I bet a dead president will make her get naked |
Talking bout she celibate, till I whip my dick out |
Now she want to fuck |
Bitch I need dead presidents |
The bitch got mad cause I’m fucking her friend |
Shawty went through my phone, you don’t find the evidence |
These bitches ain’t shit, she’ll leave that nigga for all these dead presidents |
My swag on 1 plus 99 |
Started with the mid, graduated to a dime |
Can’t touch this shit nigga, hammer time |
I got a trust fund waiting on my grandson |
Can’t touch this shit, can’t touch this shit nigga |
What you gon do Quan? |
Shoot it at his head |
Bank roll fold like a futon, nigga I ain’t playing |
Nigga I ain’t change, the money did, dumbass |
The money ain’t the same |
Now I’m cutting |
Lil shawty got a dumb ass |
I’m a tell her to bend that ass over and |