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Future - Obama Original Lyrics

[Intro]
Yo, brrd
Gang, gang
Baby Jay

[Chorus]
Soon as I trap out, I go hit the dealer
Soon as I sell out, I go hit the jeweller
You know I hit it, she draped in designer
If I get a call from Michelle Obama
Fuckin' a cougar, same age as my momma
Fuck all that bullshit, go fuck on Cierra
Seven-six deuce when it come out the barrel
I took a shot at your wife, Halle Berry

[Verse 1]
Reach for the chain, yo' lil brother gon' die
Cartier Ventures sittin' over my eye
I fuck this R&B chick on the side
Ain’t droppin' names, I might hit hеr tonight
You know I hit it, she rockin’ designer
High dеfinition on all of my diamonds
Fuck that bitch, gave her the Adrien Broner
Money and power, came off of the corner
Pull up the stick, I got blood on my diamonds
I get to pissin' on Dolce & Gabbana
Give me three minutes, I’m movin' the hummer
Ridin' with the brick, put the work in a Honda
Go cop the lamb, i just jugg Alabama
Stress in Atlanta and i ain’t got no manners
Richer than ice cream, too hard to handle
I get a nigga stuck up in the slammer
[Chorus]
Soon as I trap out, I go hit the dealer
Soon as I sell out, I go hit the jeweller
You know I hit it, she draped in designer
If I get a call from Michelle Obama
Fuckin' a cougar, same age as my momma
Fuck all that bullshit, go fuck on Cierra
Seven-six deuce when it come out the barrel
I took a shot at your wife, Halle Berry

[Verse 2]
Caucasian ice, she white as Madonna
Throw that bitch out, now she Rosie O'Donnell
Scotty with the Chi', hit your wife in the sprinter
Bitch suck me for lunch and then ate me for dinner
Fuck the security guard, fifth on the pistol
Pop me a half or thirty and kill him
I whip the rolls like it’s a ship
Her bitch tryna leave, I'm gettin' her killed
Lil honey bun, I wear gold veneer
Retired out the trap, I'm a boss for real
You gon' be workin' your whole career
Fuck on your bitch, made her eat up my girl
Down for the nigga, just draggin' on syrup
Clutchin' the drum, this the one with the curl
Diamond, it ring, I could barely hear
Fuck on her single, she ready to get married
[Chorus]
Soon as I trap out, I go hit the dealer
Soon as I sell out, I go hit the jeweller
You know I hit it, she draped in designer
If I get a call from Michelle Obama
Fuckin' a cougar, same age as my momma
Fuck all that bullshit, go fuck on Cierra
Seven-six deuce when it come out the barrel
I took a shot at your wife, Halle Berry

[Outro]
Baby Jay