OBAMA Video (MV)

F*ck!
I'm gon' f*ck that lil bitch, I'm gon' f*ck!
I'm gon' f*ck that lil bitch, I'm gon' f*ck!
I'm gon' f*ck that lil bitch, I'm gon' f*ck!
I'm gon' f*ck that lil bitch, I'm gon'
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
I've just been countin' the bands
Hunnids, and hunnids, and hunnids, and hunnids
I got so many do a dance
I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it
I'm doing shit they think I can't
The way that I do it it got 'em confused, lookin' like they in a trance
Save her name as "Kaepernick" the way she on her knees
I don't like to beg, but I tell her "bitch please"
I don't wanna talk, bitch come get this D
And if you talking shit then the clip get emptied
I can never love a bitch I only love my momma
I could never f*ck with you 'cause I don't f*ck with drama
Every time I drop a song, my bank it add some commas
Money level presidential, lookin' like Obama
LA bitches love me, San Diego bitches too
Imma' keep counting up the bread, pink and blues
Gettin' to the money if you snooze then you lose
And I won't even bless you bitches if you say, "Achoo"
Countin' up the bands, bitch I'm countin' up the bands
I done crashed the f*ckin' whip but I got money in my hand
Think that shit a joke, go do your research, I'm the man
And keep on talkin' shit, 'cause Imma' take your bitch
And I'm gonna
F*ck!
I'm gon' f*ck that lil bitch, I'm gon' f*ck!
I'm gon' f*ck that lil bitch, I'm gon' f*ck!
I'm gon' f*ck that lil bitch, I'm gon' f*ck!
I'm gon' f*ck that lil bitch, I'm gon f*ck!
I'm gon' f*ck that lil bitch, I'm gon' f*ck!
I'm gon' f*ck that lil bitch, I'm gon' f*ck!
I'm gon' f*ck that lil bitch, I'm gon' f*ck!
I'm gon' f*ck that lil bitch, I'm gon'-