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rucka rucka ali – i’m obama lyrics

mich-lle, can we go bomb dropping?

i’m gonna smoke some crack,
only got 20 rocks in my pocket
i’m obama, run and tell ya momma
b-tch, i want some corn dogs

i walk up into congress like
what up with all the ruckus?
i’m the lead speaker
of the big black caucus
i’m here to give back
to all my crackheads and junkies
joe biden says, “d-mn, i’m a old -ss honky!”
i’m a little f–kin’ lazy
i get high with jay-z
and give myself a raise,
cuz i’m the one who pays me
happy reverend dr. martin luther jr. king blvd. street
now let me get a chicken samwich at the kfc
sh-t, but mich-lle, it was 99 cents!
i’m just gonna pocket sh-t
chicken bits and chocolate chips
and anyone that’s starting sh-t
is getting hit with rocket ships
i’ma drop a bomb on anyone that’s even talking sh-t
it’s politics, wanna come start the next apocalypse?
i’ma bomb pakistan, i was born in pakistan
no, for real, i used to smoke crack in i’m blackistan
standin’ round, handing out burritos at the border
let’s keep the mexicans away from my daughters
you want f–king health care?
i’ll give you some mich-llecare
brocolli and excercise, several kinds of welfare
h-ll, i’m still on welfare
food stamps, bridge cards
i still smoke crack, smack a b-tch and steal cars
i could blow up any country from my cell phone
mich-lle, wait hold on, where’d mich-lle go?

i’m gonna choke a tramp
homie, got glocks in my pocket
all your mamas workin’ for obama
on the white house street corner
i’m gonna smoke a pack
only got a couple fried chicken buckets
me, mich-lle and hillary and palin,
it’s a f–king foursome

what you know about fightin’ against evil?
what you know abut bombing countries full of brown people?
i did it, i shot bin laden like a d-mn peasant
one man’s n-gg- is another man’s president
i was born in chicago, that’s a village in africa
all we had to eat was dog sh-t with paprika
i’m illuminati, you could find me on the dollar bill
i cut through lines at disney rides
and the cider mill
playing with nancy reagan’s granny panties
in the oval office getting my c-ck sucked, m-th-f–ka
i’m wearing abe lincoln’s top hat, m-th-f–ka
i’m smoking jfk’s crack rocks, m-th-f–ka
they be like, “all of these kids are pretty dumb”
i’m like “yo, how about these broke -ss teachers?”
kids are dumb f–ks, and teachers want money
so let’s give teachers money, and maybe they’ll wanna teach.
i call that a plain common sense solution
i smoke crack with a rolled up const-tution
i hate america! first chance i get,
you can bet i’ll give this place
back to the cherokas
if you cross your eyes at osama bin laden
it sorta kinda looks like obama binen
i’ma muslim, praise osama,
and i did 9/11, it was a mistake!
one i’m not proud of
how could i have known you’d elect me president?
i look like a taliban marathon runner,
this is awkward

i’m gonna bomb iraq
before they try to build a nuclear rocket
achmadina, daba duba dilla,
b-tch i’m comin’ for ya

i smoke the baddest dro
i stole a camaro
i boned the fattest ho
from that bus stop down the road
i drop the baddest bombs
i was born in taiwan
i can do what i want
got them fly -ss n-gg- drones

i’m gonna smoke some crack,
only got 20 rocks in my pocket
i’m obama, run and tell ya momma
b-tch, i want some pork chops.

- rucka rucka ali lyrics

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