Текст песни Obama - Bambam

Called my doctor; got a problem
Ask if he knows how to solve em
Told me pop a perkie, know you′re worthy; n go fuck ur momma
I might go fuck all yo' bitches; you know I love causin′ drama
Skrt off in the whip, the Honda Civic; bomb you like Obama!
Bitches on my line, got the juice like 5 Alive
Ion work a 9- 5, but I'm staying on my grind
What a time to be alive; coolin' wit a thottie want my cum inside
Roll me up a dub of gas, I chief on good you puffin′ ass
Smoking cookie in my wood, you wouldn′t fucking understand
Topic to these fucking lames, yet I have no fucking friends
Only time they wanna talk is when they off the xan!
Try to copy what I do, they'll never comprehend
Cause bitch I stay lurking! You know I′ve been working!
Stunt on you bitches, yuh; ain't that for certain?
When the show is over, please close the fucking curtain
Pottymouth headass always stay cursin′
Instagram shorty looking shittier in person!
And if I gotta flex then; just don't be asking why
Been awhile gone; guess time fucking flies
Breathing underwater, sometimes I wanna die
Caught a cold, sip some syrup with the mothafuckin′ ice!