Obama Coupe
Obama Coupe

Lil Keed - Obama Coupe Lyrics

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Obama Coupe Music Video

Obama Coupe Lyrics

Yeah
I woke up on the good side, uh
I woke up on the good side of the bed today, you know what I'm sayin'
Today
Is a great day, yeah
Fuck my bottle at? (You good, T-Minus?)

Come up in the buildin', man, you know the bitches on me and you know I'm puttin' on
Gave my lil' partner a hunnid years, goddamn, when the fuck he come home
When you were down, you was tryna stick around, you was in my home
Heard you was up but I don't want nothin' from you, you can call my phone (let's go)
A ho gettin' mad at me 'cause I'm cummin' before she cum (let's go)
Pull up in a Obama Coupe but the inside Donald Trump (Donald Trump), yeah
I ain't even learn her name, hit the interstate where she from (where she from), yeah
I'm over here just runnin' this sack up, come on

My heart so pure, bitch, I'm practicin', I'm speakin' Arabic (yeah)
Blood in my eyes, gettin' blurry (blurry), ballin' right out, Stephen Curry (Curry)
I post a bankroll, it's current (yeah), I'm runnin' it, Kentucky Derby (yeah)
Hey, this shorty lurkin' and this ho' just slurpin'
Yeah, she remind me of slushies, these niggas birdies, they croakin'
I remember what you told me, stack it up, make sure the bills paid
I'm rockin' Dolce & Gabbana, so she gon' give me some more head
Say she want more bread so, she give me more head
I need some more head
Yeah, she has the motion, her pussy the ocean
Yeah, yeah, now swing it, tongue get split
Yeah, yeah, shipment just came in
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't show you no love
I don't even care (ayy, yeah)

Come up in the buildin', man, you know the bitches on me and you know I'm puttin' on
Gave my lil' partner a hunnid years, goddamn, when the fuck he come home
When you were down, you was tryna stick around, you was in my home
Heard you was up but I don't want nothin' from you, you can call my phone (let's go)
A ho gettin' mad at me 'cause I'm cummin' before she cum (let's go)
Pull up in a Obama Coupe but the inside Donald Trump (Donald Trump), yeah
I ain't even learn her name, hit the interstate where she from (where she from), yeah
I'm over here just runnin' this sack up, come on (whoa)

She's shakin' her ass and her tatas, yeah, she all in my eyesight
Every time I'm walkin' outside, with a big stick in my ride
Yeah, when I walk in the mall, I put up some points, I look like a ball player
I put to the cookin', the bakin', that work in, and make sure my side ho bae lay it down
When the Adderall, make sure my night long, and I'm still ridin' by these pythons
Niggas try chill in this shit, they look out
I bang shit down, hit the pylon (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Automatic got titties on it, ooh, ooh (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Peekin' through the car like it's duck, duck, goose (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
I pop a bottle, he pop all the seals, ooh (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Shit, I'm guessin' he poured up a deuce, ooh (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
I ain't burnin' no bridges with my pills, ooh (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh), oh no

Come up in the buildin', man, you know the bitches on me and you know I'm puttin' on
Gave my lil' partner a hunnid years, goddamn, when the fuck he comin' home?
When you were down, you was tryna stick around, you was in my home
Heard you was up but I don't want nothin' from you, you can call my phone (let's go)
A ho gettin' mad at me 'cause I'm cummin' before she cum (let's go)
Pull up in a Obama Coupe but the inside Donald Trump (Donald Trump), yeah
I ain't even learn her name, hit the interstate where she from (where she from), yeah
I'm over here just runnin' this sack up, come on

Writer(s): Raqhid Jevon Render, Tyler Matthew Carl Williams
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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