White House Letra

You feel me

Chewin on slim jims, 200 inch rims
Rental car pulls up to the entrance
Mr. Crudbump? That's what they call me
Voice mail so full, don't even call me

I got the chubby checker, the home wrecker
Leavin lots of top deckers in Lincoln's bedroom, you rubbernecker
John Boehner asking if I need coffee
Orange motherfucker, just gimme my money

Walking down the old halls like a resident
Slapping mad high fives with the president
"Mr. Biden's busy, sir, he's taking a dump"
Tell him pinch it off he has a meeting with Crudbump

Need funding for my Moby Dick, my white whale
My holy grail, banks say it's too big to fail
When push comes to shove it you find out the country loves it
Crudbump line item first in the budget

Forever and ever, a statue in the mallway
My oil portrait hangs high in the hallway
If I get arrested, catch a motherfucking pardon
Like Warren G I'm a motherfucking Harding