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