Crudbump - White House lyrics

I'm in the white house trying to get my paper up I'm in the oval office trying to get my chub chugged I'm in the white house trying to get my paper together You feel me Chewin on Slim Jims, 200 inch rims Rental car pulls up to the entrance Mr. Crudbump? That's what they call me Voice mail so full, don't even call me I got the chubby checker, the home wrecker Leavin lots of top deckers in Lincoln's bedroom, you rubbernecker John Boehner asking if I need coffee Orange motherf**er, just gimme my money Walking down the old halls like a resident Slapping mad high fives with the president "Mr. Biden's busy, sir, he's taking a dump" Tell him pinch it off he has a meeting with Crudbump Need funding for my Moby Dick, my white whale My holy grail, banks say it's too big to fail When push comes to shove it you find out the country loves it Crudbump line item first in the budget Forever and ever, a statue in the mallway My oil portrait hangs high in the hallway If I get arrested, catch a motherf**ing pardon Like Warren G I'm a motherf**ing Harding