This song here, is dedicated to the president of the United States of America Y'all might know him as George But where I'm from, lost of New Orleans... we call him this
Charles sample:] Georgia.........
This song is to the one wit the suit Thick white skin and his eyes blue So called wit you know who Fuck it he just let him all of our troops at the bullshit we been through Had the niggas sittin on top they Hurricane Katrina, we shoulda it Hurricane (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush Then tellin y'all lies on the news The white people like everythin cool But I know people that died in pool I know people died in them schools Now is the survivor to do? Got to no trailer, you move Now on to Texas and to (Geeoorrggiiaa) They tell you what they want, show you they want you to see But don't let you know what's really goin on Make it look like a stealin goin on Boy them cops is killas in my Nigga shot dead in the of the street I no thief, I'm just tryin to eat Man fuck the police and (Geeoorrrggiiaa) Bush So what happened to the levees, why they steady Why wasn't they to control this? I know fok' that live by the levee that keep on tellin me heard explosions shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy 1965, I ain't too young to know That was President now but (Geeoorrggiiaa) Bush
- 2X] We from a town (Georgia) drowned, and Everybody died, but baby I'm still wich ya Everybody but (Georgia) Aint nobody tried, there's no on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush
I was born in the boot at the of the map New Orleans baby, now the white hatin, tryin to wash away like we not on the map Wait, have you heard the latest, sayin you gotta have paper if you tryin to come back Niggas thinkin it's a wrap, see we can't in they trap, we ain't from (Geeoorrggiaa) Noooww it's them bodies, them lost houses, the mayor say dont worry bout it And the have been scarred, no ones here to care bout em And fash out, to all the that helped out Yea we like it they callin y'all, but president (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush We see them Confederate flags, you know it is A white muthafucka that probably voted for him And no he ain't gonna drop no dollas, but he do drop R.I.P. Tay 'cause he died in the storm, president (Geeoorrggiiaa) Bush See us in ya man, give us a pound 'cause if a nigga still movin then he it down I had two Jags, but I lost both bi-tch-es I'm N.O. the N.O. Yea!
[Chorus] niggas like ta
([DJ Drama:] oh yea, you we was done? Naw)
YEA! Money money get a dollar and a dick Weezy Baby that crack, get a fix Got money out the ass, no but I'm rich Bout to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my YES Yep, I'm a muthafuckin I'ma trip to and buy some brand new shit Nine hundred to a grand, get you twenty grams If you talkin bout bricks, I'm the man And the women say damn, niggas don't say a damn thing Boy I bet that make you bounce like a bed-spring Walkin a thin line, defend mine And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb Young toon, yea what my people call me Fifty thousand for the cause, tryin keep the off me I a lotta syrup, bitches say I'm sleep walkin Big money for the grill, so I'm cheap talking, yea Keep and the flame leap off the hip And keep sparking, pap pap softly Yea, nap nap, nap sack, three Like fuck another nigga, nigga don't be da target Young New Orleans nigga, nigga just don't be We done lost everythin and you lookin a bargain Purple weed, purple drink, purple heart I'm the best rapper in the no argin (arguing)
And I don't ever write, Un-pause this, so ya bitch ass lines inside the margin Lil dot com bitch log in Put a pillow your knees and keep ya jaws in All in ya girl mouth, use her a toilet They usually want a and the young nigga ballin Mike Jordan, my swag Even my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the We said it bought two houses in Miami I can't to do cribs, MTV c'mon get at me Any wan get at me, tell ya label contact me Half hundred for a feature, wanna battle, I'll beat ya I'm a beast, I'm a preacher, I'm the son of miss Mom dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the Everybody woman wanna be da boy diva, not There's a 305 I wanted ever since I seen her Got a topic of this evenin, hotter a tub steamin Gotcha dreamin of one day bein Trina Notta sim seemer, ten in the Beamer Got a white drivin, couldn't do it much cleaner I'm fly in the sky like that ribbon Bitches got my name on em, and the nigga still Spend a condo and a club, one bottle do Two bottles do, bottles for the whole crew, thanks And bring me Patrone, I don't play No ice I my drink straight, not gay And bitch that bank everyday, I'm paid I wish a nigga invade, get sprayed I stomp a nigga out like I got ten they fish the nigga up out the lake in ten days Behave, no ho, I'm on Rage Rov Money, Young Money, ho that money age old And can't a cage hold this animal Hollygrove Sorry mami I be stoned, I be, I be, I be Got me copy star, Weezy Baby fuck these hos Gotta pay me now for me to take these hos Price sizin for a and the flow So Drama is my nigga, or that boy got doe Go figure that's my nigga, that's my nigga, my If anybody else want it, sixty thousand a