Jeezy - My President lyrics

[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