Throw Some D’s

Lyrics
Ratchet chick talking: Niggas can't fuck with the President Nigga like the next Obama and shit Hes on some other type shit Ya can't fuck with him LONG Niggas keep talking that car shit, its about to be 2014 Who the fuck ain't coming off the lot if they ain't paid for in full? Whats a down payment? Get your broke ass life right! This nigga gotta car that look like a fucking Giuseppe shoe! El Presidente The unimpeachable The unreachable When you book ain't nobody got no issues Get a dollar everybody wanna diss you Old bitches wanna kiss you Old head say you official Old haters coming at you running up on your car with pistols Oh, pray to god they miss you Cuz the last thing we need is a candlelight vigil Fucking bitches, smoking weed while them other niggas miserable One minute I'm with you boo The next minute I'm invisible POOF! Call me ghost man And if i can't get no bitches bet my Ghost can If I don't know you I don't need you gettin close man Gotta check on me, still Im waiting on the postman, Heh Thats that Rich Boy kind of rap I ain't with Rich Boy selling crack But they love me in the trap You don't see it in his hand then it must be in his lap I don't shoot but i got shooters You can call me rick the ruler So much champagne on my tour bus is enough to fill a pool up Heh heh And if the jackers pull up It'll be heavy metal aiming right at your madula But i swear to god i don't want problems That don't mean I'm weak I remember back when i was starving Now i bought a lot of shit i wanna keep Niggas ask me how to get up out the ? I told them bus tickets; i guess that ain't what they want to hear They want to hear me say that ill give'em so they tweet like i really give a fuck bout how they feel Chill, I work hard nigga Bus trips i maxed out them credit cards nigga Got grown men calling on me like I'm god nigga I made it out and i ain't get no help from ya niggas NanananaNOW its pinot grigio 200 for video They grilling when they see me but the fucking with that EP tho Got everybodys girl on that repeat And i treat everybodys girl like its freaknik Out in DC Stadium like E.T Phoning home, boning hoes, making it look easy My house make your house look like a tepee So bow and salute when you see me El Presidente Its Love Turn the light on These niggas be like pop that pussy for a real nigga And I'm like where the real nigga act so i could pop this pussy Thats why there ain't no pussy being popped for you Cuz you ain't a real nigga!
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