Baracka Flacka Flames - Head of the State lyrics

[Hook] I'm the head of the motherf**ing state, n***a I brought you change, n***a What the f** you thinking, n***a I won't die, I'm the sh**, that's what Michelle say Secret Service but I got my own SK See Hillary, that's my motherf**ing n***a I hang in DC with them Senate, House k**ers Baracka Flocka Flame one hood-a** n***a In the six-four bending corners, my n***a [Verse 1] Got a main b**h, got a mistress A couple daughters, I'm so hood rich My staff go hard, we be smoking I pa** bills, free shotty, no joking And what I stand for, change, n***a I'mma die for this country, man, I swear to god In the trap with some k**ers and some hood n***as Where you at, where's your trap, you ain't hood, n***a Keep that sh** 300, put that sh** on my hood Crips f**ing with me, Gs, and the Vice Lords Eses in the Meeko, freestyle off the dome President Baracka Flacka Flame is f**ing home [Hook] I'm the head of the motherf**ing state n***a Bringing change, n***a What the f** you thinking, n***a I won't die for this sh**, no matter what they say Secret Service but I got my own SK See Oprah that's my motherf**in' n***a We hang in the Chi with them hit squad k**ers Oprah Flacka Flame one hood-a** n***a Riding real slow, bending corners, my n***a [Verse 2] What's up prissy n***a, what's up punk n***a I got on that n***a, make your mama's mama get ya Hope you got your k**ers with you, hope you got your n***as with ya Hope your goons riding wit ya, they gon' f**ing miss you n***a Catch me in the hood, eating barbeque When my father died, I said f** school I put a nice suit on and got some marijuana Eight years later, George Bush was a goner I run the military, n***a, if you want that beef I give a long-a** speech and put your a** to sleep Shorty, talk is cheap, so watch what you say I'm the president of the f**ing USA [Hook] I'm the head of the motherf**ing state, n***a I brought you change n***a What the f** you thinking, n***a I won't die for this sh** no matter what they say Front yard, broad day with the SK See, Michelle, that's my motherf**ing n***a We hang in DC with them CIA k**ers Baracka Flocka Flame one hood-a** n***a Riding real slow, bending corners, my n***a