[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest sh** I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way, n***a
Some real sh** right here, n***a
This'll be the realest sh** you ever quote; let's go!
[Hook: Young Jeezy]
My president is black, my Lambo's blue
And I'll be goddamned if my rims ain't too
My mama ain't at home, and daddy's still in jail
Trying to make a plate, anybody seen the scale?
My president is black, my Lambo's blue
And I'll be goddamned if my rims ain't too
My money's light green and my Jordans light grey
And they love to see white
Now how much you trying to pay? Let's go!
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Today was a good day, hope I have me a great night
I don't know what you fishin' for, catch you a great white
Me, I see great white, heavy as k**er whales
I cannot believe this: who knew it came in bales?
Who knew what came with jail?
Who knew what came with prison?
Just cause you got opinions, does that make you a politician?
Bush robbed all of us, would that make him a criminal?
And then he cheated in Florida
Would that make him a Seminole?
I say and I quote, "We need a miracle"
And I say a miracle cause this sh** is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces, I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and CC Allah
Mr. Soul Survivor, guess that make me a Konvict
Be all you can be, now don't that sound like some dumb sh**?
When you die over crude oil as black as my n***a Bu
It's really a Desert Storm, that's word to my n***a Clue
Catch me in Las Vegas, A.R. Arizona
Rep for them real n***as, I'm winnin' in California
Winnin' in Tennessee, hands down Atlanta
Landslide Alabama, on my way to Savannah
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
I said I woke up this morning, headache this big
Pay all these damn bills, feed all these damn kids
Buy all these school shoes, buy all these school clothes
For some strange reason my son addicted to Polo's
Love me some spinach dip, I'm addicted to Houston's
And if the numbers is right I'll take a trip out to Houston
An earthquake out in China, a hurricane in New Orleans
Street Dreams Tour, I showed my a** in New Orleans
Did it for Soulja Slim, brought out B.G
It's all love, Bun, I'm forgiving you, Pimp C
You know how the Pimp be, that n***a gon' speak his mind
If he could speak down from Heaven
He'd tell me "stay on my grind"
Tell him: "I'm doing fine". Obama for mankind
We ready for damn change so y'all let the man shine
Stuntin' on Martin Luther, feeling just like a king
Guess this is what he meant when he said that he had a dream
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Nas]
Yeah, our history, black history
No president ever did sh** for me
Had to hit the streets, had to flip some keys
So a n***a won't go broke
Then they put us in jail, now a n***a can't go vote
So I spend dough on these hoes strippin'
She ain't a politician, honey's a pole-o-tician
My president is black, Rose golden charms
22-inch rims like Hulk Hogan's arms
When thousands of peoples is riled up to see you
That can arouse your ego. We've got mouths to feed, so
Gotta stay true to who you are and where you came from
Cause at the top will be the same place you hang from
No matter how big you can ever be
For whatever fee or publicity, never lose your integrity
For years there's been some prize horses in this stable
Just two albums in, I'm the realest n***a on this label
Mr. Black President, yo, Obama for real
They gotta put your face on the 5000 dollar bill
[Hook]
[Outro: Young Jeezy]
So I'm sittin right here now, man
It's June 3rd, haha, 2:08 AM
n***a, I wanna say win, lose or draw
Man, we congratulate you already, homie
See I motivate the thugs, right?
You motivate us, homie, that's what it is
This a hands off policy, y'all touch him we ridin', n***a
Yeah, first black president, win, lose or draw, n***a
Haha, matter of fact, you know what it is, man
Shouts out to Jackie Robinson, Booker T. Washington, homie
Oh you ain't think I knew that sh**?
Sydney Poitier, what they do?
I'm important too though
I was the first n***a to ride through my hood in a Lamborghini