Georgia.....Bush

This song right here
Is dedicated to the president
Of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from
Lost city of New Orleans
We call him this
Georgia
Georgia
Georgia
Georgia
Georgia
Georgia
Georgia
Georgia
Noooowww
This song is dedicated
To the one wit the suit
Thick white skin and his eyes bright blue
So called beef wit you know who
**** it he just let him
Kill all of our troops
Look at the b******t we been through
Had the *****s sitting on top they roofs
Hurricane Katrina
We shoulda called
It Hurricane
Geeoorrggiaa
Bush
Then they telling y'all lies on the news
The white people smiling like everything cool
But I know people that died in that pool
I know people that died in them schools
Now what is the survivor to do
Got to no trailer you gotta move
Now it's on to Texas and to
Geeoorrggiiaa
They tell you what they want
Show you what they want you to see
But they don't let you know
What's really going on
Make it look like a lotta stealing going on
Boy them cops is killas in my home
***** shot dead
In the middle of the street
I ain't no thief
I'm just trying to eat
Man **** the police and president
Geeoorrrggiiaa
Bush
So what happened to the leverage
Why wasn't they steady
Why wasn't they able to control this
I know some fok' that live by the lever
That keep on telling me
They heard this stole this
Same **** happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965 I ain't too young to know this
That was President Johnson now
But it's president
Geeoorrggiiaa
Bush
We from a town where
Georgia
Everybody drowned and
Everybody died
But baby I'm still praying wich ya
Everybody crying but
Georgia
Ain't nobody tried
There's no doubt on my mind it was
Georgia
Bush
We from a town where
Georgia
Everybody drowned and
Everybody died
But baby I'm still praying wich ya
Everybody crying but
Georgia
Ain't nobody tried
There's no doubt on my mind it was
Georgia
Noooowwww
Bush
I was born in the boot
At the bottom of the map
New Orleans baby
Now the white house hating
Trying to wash away like
We not on the map
Wait have you heard the latest
They saying you gotta have paper
If you trying to come back
*****s thinking it's a wrap
See we can't hustle in nature
We ain't from
Geeoorrggiaa
Noooww it's them dead bodies
Them lost houses
The mayor say don't worry bout it
And the children have been scarred
No ones here to care bout em
And fash out
To all the rappers that helped out
Yeah we like it they calling y'all
But **** president
Geeoorrggiaa Bush
We see them Confederate flags
You know what it is
A white cracker mutha****a
That probably voted for him
And no he ain't gonna drop no dollas
But he do drop bombs
R I P Tay 'cause he died in the storm
**** president
Geeoorrggiiaa
Bush
See us in ya city man give us a pound
'Cause if a ***** still moving
Then he holding it down
I had two Jags
But I lost both them bi-tch-es
I'm from N O the N O Yeah
We from a town where
Georgia
Everybody drowned and
Everybody died
But baby I'm still praying wich ya
Everybody crying but
Georgia
Ain't nobody tried
There's no doubt on my mind it was
Georgia
Bush
We from a town where
Georgia
Everybody drowned and
Everybody died
But baby I'm still praying wich ya
Everybody crying but
Georgia
Ain't nobody tried
There's no doubt on my mind it was
Georgia
Bush
Bush
Bush
Bush
Oh yeah oh yeah
You thought we was done
We was done
Naw
YEAH
Money money money
Get a dollar and a ****
Weezy Baby that crack
Mutha****a get a fix
Got money out the a**
No homo but I'm rich
About to go get surgery
Get surgery
Money money money
Get a dollar and a ****
Weezy Baby that crack
Mutha****a get a fix
Got money out the a**
No homo but I'm rich
About to go get surgery
Get surgery
Money money money
Get a dollar and a ****
Weezy Baby that crack
Mutha****a get a fix
Got money out the a**
No homo but I'm rich
About to go get surgery
And put some diamonds
On my wrist YES
Yep I'm a mutha****in trip
I'ma trip to Japan
And buy some brand new ****
Nine hundred to a grand
Get you twenty eight grams
If you talking bout bricks
I'm the interstate man
And the women say damn
Them *****s don't say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce
Like a bed-spring
Walking a thin line gotta defend mine
And wit no pen
I'm sorta like a bomb BOOM
Young toon
Yeah that's what my people call me
Fifty thousand for the cause
Trying keep the reaper off me
I drink a lotta syrup
*****es say I'm sleep walking
Big money for the grill
So I'm never cheap talking yeah
Keep talking and
The flame leap off the hip
And keep sparking
Pap pap sleep softly
Yeah nap nap nap sack three forties
Like **** another *****
***** just don't be da target
Young New Orleans *****
***** just don't be retarded
We done lost everything
And you looking like a bargain
Purple **** purple drink
Purple heart sergeant
I'm the best rapper
In the game no argin
Arguing
And I don't ever write pause
Un-pause this
So keep ya ***** a** lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com ***** log in
Put a pillow under your knees
And keep ya jaws in
All in ya girl mouth
Use her like a toilet
They usually want a baller
And the young ***** balling
Mike Jordan pardon my swag
Even my father rich as ****
And all my brothers left the family
We said **** it bought two houses in Miami
I can't wait to do cribs
MTV c'mon get at me
Any rapper wan get at me
Tell ya label contact me
Half four hundred for a feature
Wanna battle I'll beat ya
I'm a beast I'm a preacher
I'm the son of miss cita
Mom dukes my jeter
She the reason she the reason
Everybody woman wanna be
Da boy diva not even
There's a 305 dime I wanted
Ever since I seen her
Got a topic of this evening
Hotter than a tub steaming
Gotcha girlfriend dreaming of
One day being Trina
Notta sim seemer
Ten ki's in the Beamer
Got a white girl driving
Couldn't do it much cleaner
I'm fly in the sky like that
Mutha****in ribbon
*****es got my name on em
And the ***** still living
Spend a condo and a club
One bottle won't do
Two bottles won't do
Bottles for the whole crew thanks
And bring me that Patrone
I don't play
No ice I like my drink straight
Not gay
And ***** that bank come everyday
I'm paid
I wish a ***** come invade get sprayed
I stomp a ***** out like I got ten legs
Then they fish the ***** up out
The lake in ten days
Behave no ho
I'm on that Rage Rov
Cash Money Young Money
Ho that money age old
And can't a cage hold
This animal from Hollygrove
Sorry mami I be stoned
I be I be I be blowed
Got me copy rock star
Weezy Baby **** these hos
Gotta pay me now for me
To even take these hos
Price sizing for a show and the flow
So either Drama is my *****
Or that boy got doe
Go figure that's my *****
That's my ***** my nerve
If anybody else want it
Sixty thousand a verse yeah