Southside - President (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Southside - President (en) Lyrics
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EBK shit, give a fuck what you
bang, you can die right now
if you think you gon' try
Niggas claimin' they gang-gang but
they ain't gang 'cause I'm sittin'
right here with Lone right now
And I'm rollin' right now, off the
drank, yeah, I'm loaded right now
I pull up with like fifteen black trucks,
I feel like the president
Two hundred and fifty thousand, yeah,
that's how my day was spent
I stuff that shit in my trousers,
yeah-yeah-yeah, they Givenchy
What I spent on lean, I could've
went and bought Mercedes-Benz
She said she feelin' me but I think
I wanna go and fuck her friend
I'm on tour, bitch, but I still
linked up with the X-Man
Count up money and pourin' up drank,
this shit just like Ed and Eddy
Huh, еvery day I'm fresh with
the swag, I go spеndin'
Huh, upside-down cross, all
baguettes, go spaghetti
Huh, I'm havin' new cheese,
huh, Lone having fetty
Huh, just like Little Caesars,
boy, I know that you ready
Huh, my swag cause a frenzy,
got these niggas jealous
And I ain't got no envy in me,
that's why my pockets heavy
I want the whole load, nothin' less
I want the whole bag, nothin' less
I poured a whole pint,
bitch, nothin' less
I spent a whole wad of
cash, nothin' less
I ain't got no envy in me, bitch,
that's why my pockets heavy
I keep counting up the M and M's,
put Wafi on my necklace
Me and gang switch the swag up,
quick, tell her, "Check it"
I put that bitch in a Jag', huh,
she used to drive a Lexus
I got a bitch with a fat ass,
huh, huh, she from Texas
I got this model ho, she super
skinny, all she do is neck
I fuck all type of hoes,
huh, I'm complex
Like the nigga from Fantastic
Four, make the money stretch
I got this bitch throwin' up
O, she throwin' up the set
I live my life on private,
that's why I'm on the jet
I'm tryna switch up my location,
switch my residence
I just bust my wrist down, then
I go bust down my bitch
Huh, I'm gettin' rich now, I ain't
got time for that shit
I keep pourin' up drank and
the way I'm gettin' sick
I'm with the X-Man, bitch,
we like the presidents
Huh, huh, everything I do presidential
like the Rollie
VETEMENTS New Rock boots I
got on like "Holy moly"
I unfold that Kel-Tec and
let that bitch fold it
I live in a hotel, live my
life like Zack and Cody
But all these niggas be
hatin' like Mr. Moseby
I told you that I ain't got no
racks, I was gon' do the most
I'm way ahead of these niggas, man,
that shit ain't even close
I can stop the whole world,
yeah, with one post
Two hundred and fifty thousand,
that's how my day was spent
I stuff that shit in my trousers,
yeah, they Givenchy
I stuff them racks in the drawers,
yeah-yeah, in my britches
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