T$osa - OBAMA (feat. PLAYBOI MAFYA)
Women, some of you, be saying, I don't need a nigga, I don't need him, this and that, it's
like, bitch, shut up
Shut the fuck up
You act like you mad shit
Shut the fuck up
You look stupid
Same thing with the niggas
They be saying, oh, I don't need me a female, this and that, bro
It's like, nigga, shut up
What, you think you hard because you from the hood?
Nigga, we all from the hood
The only difference is, is what we've gone through
Not all of us have lived the same life
We may be different on the outside, but damn it, we're all the same on the inside
If you don't believe that, shit, let's go to the doctor right now and we'll have them
open us both up and they're going to see we have the same hearts, organs, webbles and
everything
I'm telling you, we're all the same
We're all the same
We're all the same
One more thing
Niggas and bitches be stupid
I'm countin up commas while smoking Obama
Ain't got time for drama
You don't want no drama
You sweet like some guava
Expose you like Wallah
Bitch, I'm on the come up
Been working all summer
He say he don't like me, but don't want to fight me
My flow is so icy
The rap game my wifey
I came from the gutter
Me and my two brothers, we came up from nothing
We turned into something
These niggas move funny
You can't come around me
These niggas be clowning, I'm focused on money
I do this shit for me
You impress your buddy
I grind in the fields
You niggas wear huggies
Bitch, I'm on the come up
I'm smoking Obama
Ain't got time for drama
You don't want no drama
You sweet like some guava
Expose you like Wallah
Bitch, I'm on the come up
Been working all summer
He say he don't like me, but don't want to fight me
My flow is so icy
The rap game my wifey
Fuck being humble
Fuck being humble
These niggas ain't shit
These bitches ain't shit
They talk that shit
Ain't bout that shit
I know I make you uncomfortable
Say it with your , why you mumbling?
Talk all that mess, why you duckin me?
I make yo bitch wet, she lovin me
Sosa ain't holding back no mo'
Why do I got to stay humble?
Just so that you could be comfortable
I will never cater to you hoes
Nah, I'm talking my shit
If you resist
imma do you like a bitch n dip
And yo bitch is wetter than a whale
Strokin' that bitch like I'm Michael Phelps
Oh well
I'm countin up commas while smoking Obama
Ain't got time for drama
You don't want no drama
You sweet like some guava
Expose you like Wallah
Bitch, I'm on the come up
Been working all summer
He say he don't like me, but don't want to fight me
My flow is so icy
The rap game my wifey
I came from the gutter
Me and my two brothers, we came up from nothing
We turned into something
These niggas move funny
You can't come around me
These niggas be clowning, I'm focused on money
I do this shit for me
You impress your buddy
I grind in the fields
You niggas wear huggies
Bitch, I'm on the come up
I'm smoking Obama
Ain't got time for drama
You don't want no drama
You sweet like some guava
Expose you like Wallah
Bitch, I'm on the come up
Been working all summer
He say he don't like me, but don't want to fight me
My flow is so icy
The rap game my wifey
Written by:
David Arriola, Terrance Mugwanya
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