Chief Keef - Obama lyrics

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Chief Keef - Obama lyrics

Sosa since you got this money, you disappear That how you feel In the muthaf**ing hood, its ain't how you steal its how you k** Now I'm rich b**h, its ain't how you feel its how you live And I'm on some big sh**, It ain't what you was its how you is When I come have your 3D Gla**es in, and have your ears Before my son grow older, ima tell ya hide ya kids I smoke doja, you smoke foja light it up and now your dizzy Hit Obama, told him ima pick him up and he said really? On some street sh**, come and get you in a Hemi On some rich sh**, pick you up in a Bentley I'm riding stock paint, and my sh** still look like candy All these tools on me, man I look like Handy Manny n***a I'm an astronaut, n***a you's a sandy You ain't never jump out the water, you use to swimming That mean you never jumped out the porch, no types of sports I got my own sh**, I don't need no type of source Me and guap, we be kicking it in all types of source Hit the louie store, and I buy all types of shorts Don't let me in the NBA, we knock it off the shore But meet my muthaf**ing pistol, knock you off the court Sosa since you got this money, you disappear That how you feel In the muthaf**ing hood, its ain't how you steal its how you k** Now I'm rich b**h, its ain't how you feel its how you live And I'm on some big sh**, It ain't what you was its how you is When I come have your 3D Gla**es in, and have your ears Before my son grow older, ima tell ya hide ya kids I smoke doja, you smoke foja light it up and now your dizzy Hit Obama, told him ima pick him up and he said really? On some country sh**, I pick you up in a dump Police in my trunk, what the f** they trying for When they pull me over, they say I smell like a pound I say I'm always going up, I'm never Gloing down Twitter this, Twitter that, I'm going Slim Dunk Pull up on ya block, whats in my gun make ya run This balling sh** be fun, but shooting pistols funner I get the money later, I got shooting pistols hunger And when I'm done sparking, roll up and I forgot Sosa you can't have this snub in the club, I ain't retard I do everything without giving f**s, I'm not [?] Sosa what the goals you want in life? I, want the money Sosa what type of weed you smoke?, I want the onions Sosa what type of chips you like?, I want the funyuns [?] Came with my came, and came when Don't try it Sosa since you got this money, you disappear That how you feel In the muthaf**ing hood, its ain't how you steal its how you k** Now I'm rich b**h, its ain't how you feel its how you live And I'm on some big sh**, It ain't what you was its how you is When I come have your 3D Gla**es in, and have your ears Before my son grow older, ima tell ya hide ya kids I smoke doja, you smoke foja light it up and now your dizzy Hit Obama, told him ima pick him up and he said really?

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