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 [Intro: Young Jeezy]
  be the realest shit I never wrote
 I ain't write this shit by the way nigga, some real shit right  nigga
 This'll be the realest shit you ever 
 Let's go!
 
 [Hook: Young Jeezy}
  president is black, my Lambo's blue
  I'll be goddamned if my rims ain't too
 My momma ain't at home, and daddy's still in 
  make a plate, anybody seen the scale?
 My president is black, my  blue
 And I'll be goddamned if my rims  too
 My money's light green and  Jordans light grey
 And they love to see white, now how much  tryna pay?
 Let's go!
 
  1: Young Jeezy]
 Today was a good day, hope I have  a great night
 I don't know what you fishin for but  you a great white
 Me, I see great white, heavy  killer whales
 I cannot believe this, who knew it came  bails
 Who knew what came with jail, who knew what  with prison
 Just  you got opinions, does that make you a politician?
 Bush robbed all of  would that make him a criminal?
 And then he cheated in Florida, would that make  a seminal?
 I say and  quote, "We need a miracle"
 And I say a miracle  this shit is hysterical
 By my nephews and  I will email Jesus
 Tell him forward  Moses and CC Allah
 Mr. Soul Survivor, guess that  me a Konvict
  all you can be, now don't that sound like some dumb shit
 When you die over crude  as black as my nigga Boo
 It's really a  Storm, that's word to my nigga Clue
 Catch me in Las Vegas, A.R. 
  for them real niggas, I'm winnin in California
 Winnin in Tennessee, hands down 
  Alabama, on my way to Sevana
 
 [Hook]
 
 [Verse 2: Young 
 I said I woke up this  headache this big
 Pay all these damn  feed all these damn kids
 Buy all  school shoes, buy all these school clothes
 For some strange reason my son  to Polos
 Love me some spinach  I'm addicted to use this
  if them numbers is right I take a trip out to Houston
 An earthquake out in China, a hurricane  New Orleans
 Street Dreams Tour, I showed  ass in New Orleans
 Did it for  Slim, brought out B.G.
  all love Bun, I'm forgivin you Pimp C
 You know how the Pimp be, that nigga gon'  his mind
 If he could speak down from heaven he'd tell me stay on  grind
 Tell him I'm  fine, Obama for mankind
 We ready  damn change so y'all let the man shine
 Stuntin on Martin Luther, feelin just like a 
 Guess this is what he meant when he said  he had a dream
 
 [Hook]
 
 [Verse 3: Nas]
 Yeah,  history, black history, no president ever did shit for me
 Had to  the streets, tried to flip some keys
 So a nigga  go broke
 Then they put us in jail, now a nigga can't go 
 So I spend doe,  these hoes that strippin
 She ain't a politician, honey's a 
 My president is  rolls golden charms
 Twenty-two inch rims like Hulk Hogan's 
 When thousands of peoples is riled up to see 
 That can arouse ya ego, we got mouths to  so
 Gotta stay true to who  are and where you came from
  at the top will be the same place you hang from
 No matter how big you can  be
  whatever fee or publicity, never lose your integrity
 For years there's been  horses in this stable
 Just two albums in, I'm the realest nigga on this 
 Mr. Black President,  Obama for real
 They gotta put your  on the five-thousand dollar bill
 
 [Hook]
 
 [Outro: Young Jeezy]
 So I'm sittin right here  man
  June 3rd haha, 2:08 AM
 Nigga I  say win, lose or draw
 Man we congratulate you already 
 See I  the thugs right
 You  us homie, that's what it is
 This a hands off policy, y'all touch we  nigga
 Yeah, first black president, win, lose or draw 
 Haha, matter of fact, you know what  is man
 Shouts out  Jackie Robinson, Booker T, Washington homie
 Oh you ain't  I knew that shit?
 Sydney  what dey do?
 Haha,  president is black
 I'm  too though, my Lambo's blue
 I was,  was the first nigga to ride through my hood in a Lamborghini yeah haha