This song right here, is dedicated to the president of the United States of might know him as George Bush But where I'm from, lost of New Orleans... we call him this
[Ray sample:] Georgia.........
This is dedicated to the one wit the suit Thick white skin and his eyes bright So called wit you know who it he just let him kill all of our troops Look at the we been through Had the sittin on top they roofs Hurricane Katrina, we shoulda called it Hurricane (Geeoorrggiaa) Then tellin y'all lies on the news The white smiling like everythin cool But I know people died in that pool I know people that in them schools Now what is the to do? Got to no trailer, you move Now it's on to and to (Geeoorrggiiaa) They tell you what they want, you what they want you to see But they don't let you know what's goin on Make it like a lotta stealin goin on Boy them cops is in my home Nigga shot in the middle 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 wasn't steady Why wasn't able to control this? I know some fok' that by the levee that keep on tellin me they explosions Same shit back in Hurricane Betsy 1965, I too young to know this was President Johnson now but it's (Geeoorrggiiaa)
- 2X] We from a town (Georgia) drowned, and Everybody died, but I'm still prayin wich ya cryin but (Georgia) Aint tried, there's no doubt on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush
I was born in the at the bottom of the map New Orleans baby, now the white house hatin, tryin to away like we not on the map Wait, have you heard the latest, they sayin you have paper if you tryin to come back Niggas thinkin it's a wrap, see we can't hustle in they trap, we from (Geeoorrggiaa) Noooww it's dead bodies, them lost houses, the mayor say dont worry bout it And the children have been scarred, no here to care bout em And fash out, to all the that helped out Yea we like it they y'all, but fuck president (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush We see them flags, you know what it is A cracker 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 city man, us a pound 'cause if a still movin then he holdin 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 oh yea, you thought we was done? Naw)
YEA! Money money get a dollar and a dick Weezy Baby crack, muthafucka get a fix Got out the ass, no homo but I'm rich Bout to go get surgery and put diamonds on my wrist YES Yep, I'm a muthafuckin I'ma trip to Japan and buy brand new shit hundred to a grand, get you twenty eight grams If you talkin bout bricks, I'm the man And the women say damn, them niggas don't say a damn Boy I bet shotty make you bounce like a bed-spring Walkin a thin line, defend mine And wit no pen I'm sorta a bomb BOOM Young toon, yea what my people call me Fifty thousand for the cause, tryin the reaper off me I drink a lotta syrup, 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 sparking, pap pap sleep softly Yea, nap nap, nap sack, forties fuck another nigga, nigga just don't be da target Young New nigga, nigga just don't be retarded We done lost everythin and you like a bargain Purple weed, purple drink, heart sergeant I'm the rapper in the game no argin (arguing)
And I don't write, pause Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines the margin Lil Wayne dot com log in Put a pillow under knees and keep ya jaws in All in ya girl mouth, use her like a They usually want a baller and the young nigga Mike Jordan, pardon my Even my rich as fuck and all my brothers left the family We fuck it bought two houses in Miami I can't wait to do cribs, MTV get at me Any rapper wan get at me, tell ya label me Half four hundred for a feature, wanna battle, beat ya I'm a beast, I'm a preacher, I'm the son of cita Mom dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the Everybody wanna be da boy diva, not even a 305 dime I wanted ever since I seen her Got a topic of this evenin, hotter than a tub Gotcha girlfriend dreamin of one day bein sim seemer, ten ki's in the Beamer Got a white girl drivin, couldn't do it much I'm fly in the sky like that ribbon Bitches got my name on em, and the still livin Spend a condo and a club, one bottle do Two bottles won't do, bottles for the crew, thanks And bring me Patrone, I don't play No ice I like my straight, not gay And that bank come everyday, I'm paid I a nigga come invade, get sprayed I stomp a nigga out I got ten legs Then fish the nigga up out the lake in ten days Behave, no ho, I'm on that Rov Cash Money, Young Money, ho money age old And can't a cage this animal from Hollygrove Sorry I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed Got me copy rock star, Weezy Baby fuck hos Gotta pay me now for me to even these hos Price for a show and the flow So either 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