Juelz Santana - Black Republicans lyrics

[Intro] Now this is what they've been waiting for Ya dig, Santana Weezy F Ay Wayne What up man What you been workin' on n***a? Oh you know, I got Curren$y's new album And prolly workin' on my album, ya dig Oh I'm ready to brush my shoulders off and drop my next album too n***a That's what it is But dig this, they wanna know what we been workin' on together That's that "I Can't Feel My Face sh**" they know that So if they ever thought the South and the North was gonna collide Guess what, we already did [Juelz Santana] I'm feelin' like a black Republican Naw, I can't call it More like a black Democrat runnin' 'em out of office Young Barack Obama, I'm all for it The Rock of Gibraltar has now fallen, on ya I protect my land like a farmer Pockets stay chubby like Toccara Or should I say fat like the Parkers Tote big guns like I'm still playin' Contra Y'all washed up like money that's laundered Y'all funny, I'm bonkers Honest, girls strapped to my dick like a harness Rock star, flier than an ostrich And I cover east, west, north, south like a compa** I shall shine forever, never tarnish Money buried behind my house like a garden All green, my bank account's like a forest I Can't Feel My Face is gettin' started And Weezy is my accomplice, ya dig A black activist like Sonny Carson Stripes of a sergeant, salute me And chicks, I get 'em high Higher than turbulence is White Phantom, lookin' so Fergielicious I'm from the city of big d** and murder victims Its get rich, go to jail or be a murder victim Ai! Now all y'all listen If you can't take the heat, get out the kitchen [Lil Wayne] I feel like a black Republican Tote the MAC in the public and Act so southern n' die for my brethren Money, money, money Like money Mac and publishing One life to live, never ask for a mulligan Streets cold but the heat make me feel covenant Been done had cake day late like Ed Sullivan Fly like an eagle but no I'm no Donovan Boy you better go eat some soup with your mom n' them And my mind is on another continent I am real Cash Money, no counterfeit I don't parkin' lot pimp I just politic But I get all in her mouth like Polident New Orleans representer to the end. I Come from the city where the glitter don't glimmer The sun don't shine and the guns don't sleep Wake a n***a a** up like he got somewhere to be [Verse 3: Juelz] I feel like a black Republican, drug money comin' in I'm a volcano filled with lava about to erupt again I stay with the iron, don't make me plug it in Stay outta rich kids' business, don't be bu*tin' in I stay with a chick that's ready to unbu*ton it Forget a tongue, she put a lung on it My Listerine come out, she start guzzlin' I'm above you dudes, I'm hoverin' Juelz, why you duckin' them?, Duckin' who? I'm in the hood like, “What it do?", comfortable And believe me, it's nothing to Send my London boys to English muffin you You poodles barkin' too much they bringin' muzzles through You ain't gully, you gullible They need love, they need hugs They need church, Jesus! Could it be 'cause They them (Losers), and we us (Winners) And we up, this is just a sample, yeah, a free drug The shipment is in, we done re'd up But, I don't trust dudes, like a prenup They co*kroaches, they gotta be bugged I'm ballin' for real, you gotta D up I don't hear you boys, you gotta speak up What are you guys saying? I have the chauffeur hold the umbrella over my head when it's not raining [Outro] And we wanna let the world know This is not a diss song either people We don't diss them we dismiss 'em, ya dig Recognize or step aside, ya dig We let the music talk, Draught 3 And by the way, it's Santana, I'm back It's Weezy! You dudes gotta stand in the mirror backwards cause you can't face yourself a**holes DipSet for life Cash Money, whaddup Young Money