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Presidential Tha Remix - текст песни



Presidential Tha Remix


(feat. Akon)



[Akon]

Convict, convict, convict



[Youngbloodz]

Young-Young-Young-Youngbloodz

Young-Young-Young-Youngbloodz

That-Th-that-That-Th-that

That-Th-that-That-Th-that

Crunk-Crunk-Crunk-Crunk



[Sean Paul (Akon)]

I tote that thing, nah mean

Hat lean, clothes smell like green

And some white tees and white rees

About bread real G's get cheese

Back to the streets, back with (Akon)

Back for the A, reppin' for the slums

Put ya hood up show a nigga where ya from

And if they hate that then get the job done



[Hook: Akon]

Hey, I'm sure you know my steez

Rollin' presidential through ya hood like G's

Gotcha higher than Chris Tucker

Sittin' in my Cutlass system beatin' like a motherfucker, hey



[Sean Paul (Akon)]

But we smoke, that kush (Uh huh)

(Oh, oh, oh uh huh) Presidential shit, George Bush

(Yeah) How we do it (Uh huh)

(Oh, oh, oh uh huh) Get crunk, big big, big, big (Hey)



[J-Bo]

Sixteen, I'ma give it to ya raw

Take it to ya ass, slap ya clean cross the jaw

Now where they at where they, you want some

See I don't think y'all really want none

See I'm back with a whole new clip

With a badass chick, on some brand new shit

Now put 'em up, put 'em up to the sky

Get buck, get drunk, get high

Shake 'em off, ya know what to do

Take it to the floor, call out ya whole crew

Like what, knuck if ya buck

See we still don't give a damn and I never gave a fuck

See I'm big timin' wrists stay blindin'

With four or five freaks, and my pinky ring shinin'

I stay grindin' and true to the streets

If you ever need to find me then you know where we can meet



[Hook]



[Sean Paul]

I build big bank and drank drank

That's why I got a purple Sprite, and y'all aint

I ride big rims, sittin' this tall

So when ya step down, baby girl don't fall

Y'all niggaz know the name, they call me Sean Paul

And I ain't got no flaws, except breakin' the laws

Niggaz call me dope, cause I'm hard and I'm raw

Can call me that fiend, one hit'll make ya cough

It's always beside me, watch got diamonds

I ain't part timin', I'm full time grindin'

The nigga wasn't shinin' live nigga blindin'

I'm with niggaz with the dimes in the whips I be ridin'

And I don't pull 'em out, until the trunk beat

And ya can see ya movie sittin' in the back seat

They wild on the east, they live in these streets

So I'ma keep my piece sittin' on the front seat



[Hook]



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