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Georgia...Bush

Georgia...Bush

Lil Wayne

专辑: Gettin’ Some Head 发行时间: 上传时间 2019-08-28 歌曲来源:

This song right here

Is dedicated to the president

Of the United States of America

Y'all might know him as George Bush

But where I'm from

Lost city of New Orleans

We call him this

Georgia

Georgia

Georgia

Georgia

Georgia

Georgia

Georgia

Georgia

Noooowww

This song is dedicated

To the one wit the suit

Thick white skin and his eyes bright blue

So called beef wit you know who

F**k it he just let him

Kill all of our troops

Look at the b******t we been through

Had the niggas sitting on top they roofs

Hurricane Katrina

We shoulda called

It Hurricane

Geeoorrggiaa

Bush

Then they telling y'all lies on the news

The white people smiling like everything cool

But I know people that died in that pool

I know people that died in them schools

Now what is the survivor to do

Got to no trailer you gotta move

Now it's on to Texas and to

Geeoorrggiiaa

They tell you what they want

Show you what they want you to see

But they don't let you know

What's really going on

Make it look like a lotta stealing going on

Boy them cops is killas in my home

Ni**a shot dead

In the middle of the street

I ain't no thief

I'm just trying to eat

Man f**k the police and president

Geeoorrrggiiaa

Bush

So what happened to the leverage

Why wasn't they steady

Why wasn't they able to control this

I know some fok' that live by the lever

That keep on telling me

They heard this stole this

Same sh*t happened back in Hurricane Betsy

1965 I ain't too young to know this

That was President Johnson now

But it's president

Geeoorrggiiaa

Bush

We from a town where

Georgia

Everybody drowned and

Everybody died

But baby I'm still praying wich ya

Everybody crying but

Georgia

Ain't nobody tried

There's no doubt on my mind it was

Georgia

Bush

We from a town where

Georgia

Everybody drowned and

Everybody died

But baby I'm still praying wich ya

Everybody crying but

Georgia

Ain't nobody tried

There's no doubt on my mind it was

Georgia

Noooowwww

Bush

I was born in the boot

At the bottom of the map

New Orleans baby

Now the white house hating

Trying to wash away like

We not on the map

Wait have you heard the latest

They saying you gotta have paper

If you trying to come back

Niggas thinking it's a wrap

See we can't hustle in nature

We ain't from

Geeoorrggiaa

Noooww it's them dead bodies

Them lost houses

The mayor say don't worry bout it

And the children have been scarred

No ones here to care bout em

And fash out

To all the rappers that helped out

Yeah we like it they calling y'all

But f**k president

Geeoorrggiaa Bush

We see them Confederate flags

You know what it is

A white cracker muthaf**ka

That probably voted for him

And no he ain't gonna drop no dollas

But he do drop bombs

R I P Tay 'cause he died in the storm

F**k president

Geeoorrggiiaa

Bush

See us in ya city man give us a pound

'Cause if a ni**a still moving

Then he holding it down

I had two Jags

But I lost both them bi-tch-es

I'm from N O the N O Yeah

We from a town where

Georgia

Everybody drowned and

Everybody died

But baby I'm still praying wich ya

Everybody crying but

Georgia

Ain't nobody tried

There's no doubt on my mind it was

Georgia

Bush

We from a town where

Georgia

Everybody drowned and

Everybody died

But baby I'm still praying wich ya

Everybody crying but

Georgia

Ain't nobody tried

There's no doubt on my mind it was

Georgia

Bush

Bush

Bush

Bush

Oh yeah oh yeah

You thought we was done

We was done

Naw

YEAH

Money money money

Get a dollar and a dick

Weezy Baby that crack

Muthaf**ka get a fix

Got money out the a**

No homo but I'm rich

About to go get surgery

Get surgery

Money money money

Get a dollar and a dick

Weezy Baby that crack

Muthaf**ka get a fix

Got money out the a**

No homo but I'm rich

About to go get surgery

Get surgery

Money money money

Get a dollar and a dick

Weezy Baby that crack

Muthaf**ka get a fix

Got money out the a**

No homo but I'm rich

About to go get surgery

And put some diamonds

On my wrist YES

Yep I'm a muthaf**kin trip

I'ma trip to Japan

And buy some brand new sh*t

Nine hundred to a grand

Get you twenty eight grams

If you talking bout bricks

I'm the interstate man

And the women say damn

Them niggas don't say a damn thing

Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce

Like a bed-spring

Walking a thin line gotta defend mine

And wit no pen

I'm sorta like a bomb BOOM

Young toon

Yeah that's what my people call me

Fifty thousand for the cause

Trying keep the reaper off me

I drink a lotta syrup

B**ches say I'm sleep walking

Big money for the grill

So I'm never cheap talking yeah

Keep talking and

The flame leap off the hip

And keep sparking

Pap pap sleep softly

Yeah nap nap nap sack three forties

Like f**k another ni**a

Ni**a just don't be da target

Young New Orleans ni**a

Ni**a just don't be retarded

We done lost everything

And you looking like a bargain

Purple w**d purple drink

Purple heart sergeant

I'm the best rapper

In the game no argin

Arguing

And I don't ever write pause

Un-pause this

So keep ya b**ch a** lines inside the margin

Lil Wayne dot com b**ch log in

Put a pillow under your knees

And keep ya jaws in

All in ya girl mouth

Use her like a toilet

They usually want a baller

And the young ni**a balling

Mike Jordan pardon my swag

Even my father rich as f**k

And all my brothers left the family

We said f**k it bought two houses in Miami

I can't wait to do cribs

MTV c'mon get at me

Any rapper wan get at me

Tell ya label contact me

Half four hundred for a feature

Wanna battle I'll beat ya

I'm a beast I'm a preacher

I'm the son of miss cita

Mom dukes my jeter

She the reason she the reason

Everybody woman wanna be

Da boy diva not even

There's a 305 dime I wanted

Ever since I seen her

Got a topic of this evening

Hotter than a tub steaming

Gotcha girlfriend dreaming of

One day being Trina

Notta sim seemer

Ten ki's in the Beamer

Got a white girl driving

Couldn't do it much cleaner

I'm fly in the sky like that

Muthaf**kin ribbon

B**ches got my name on em

And the ni**a still living

Spend a condo and a club

One bottle won't do

Two bottles won't do

Bottles for the whole crew thanks

And bring me that Patrone

I don't play

No ice I like my drink straight

Not gay

And b**ch that bank come everyday

I'm paid

I wish a ni**a come invade get sprayed

I stomp a ni**a out like I got ten legs

Then they fish the ni**a up out

The lake in ten days

Behave no ho

I'm on that Rage Rov

Cash Money Young Money

Ho that money age old

And can't a cage hold

This animal from Hollygrove

Sorry mami I be stoned

I be I be I be blowed

Got me copy rock star

Weezy Baby f**k these hos

Gotta pay me now for me

To even take these hos

Price sizing for a show and the flow

So either Drama is my ni**a

Or that boy got doe

Go figure that's my ni**a

That's my ni**a my nerve

If anybody else want it

Sixty thousand a verse yeah

Georgia Bush - Lil Wayne

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