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Breaking news from WKYA radio And shit is getting wild (Wild) We bring you live to the Obama 8 more years rally already in progress Sasha, Michelle, Malia, and it's none of your damn business Now, now, let's ask some real questions Hey, hey, hey, I got a real question How you gonna be in the strip club spendin' all that money And you ain't payin' me back for the weed you owe me in college? Say what? Nigga, I told you to meet me out back That's between me and you See, that's why you can't fuck with Chicago niggas See, I'm a Chicago nigga You fuckin' with the wrong nigga Alright? I know Chief Keef That's my little homie That's my little nigga Hey, hey, fuck you, Obama! See? See? This is what the fuck I'm talkin' about Why y'all keep fuckin' with me? I mean, what do y'all want a nigga to do? All these comedians keep talkin' shit about me on stage Uh, Fox News, always got some bullshit to say TMZ, always got a camera up a nigga's ass Now, now, now, they always wanna say Obama doesn't do enough Letras de cancionesHe's not aggressive enough Well, well, let me tell you what Obama's about to do Tell 'em Obama This is a motherfucking stick up I want your health care I want your, your votes I want eight more years out of you motherfuckers I want somebody to tell me what planet is Jermaine Jackson's hair from I want black people to start slow dancin' again, at the nightclubs The fuck are you standing on the couches for? Puttin' sparklers in bottles (Facts) I want another season of Martin I want your money I want your jewels I want your iPhone, your iPad (Oh hell nah, not my iPhone) I want your gold tape I need all your Instagram accounts And last but not least None of you motherfuckers are gonna work on March 9th Cause we're all gonna pay respects to Biggie Smalls Yeah, yeah Biggie From Letras Mania