"Dead Presidents" lyrics

"Dead Presidents"

Yeah
Woah, woah, woah, yeah
I'ma try to try count that presidents
Ayy, yeah
Bitch

Countin' up deads, countin' up deads, countin' up deads
Countin' up deads, countin' dead pres', countin' dead pres'
Pres', presidents, uh, dead presidents, uh, countin' up deads
Countin' up deads, uh, countin' up deads, uh, countin' up deads
Countin' up deads, uh, countin' up deads, uh, dead presidents
Countin' up deads, uh, countin' up deads, uh, dead presidents
Countin' up deads, uh, countin' up deads, uh, countin' up deads
Countin' up deads, uh, countin' up deads, uh, dead presidents

Countin' up deads, uh, countin' up deads, uh, addin' up deads
Addin' up racks, uh, you addin' up [?], uh
Your bitch give me head, she swallow like [?], uh
I'm fly like a jet, uh, fresh like a mint
Go get some racks, give me my check (Check)
Get rich or die tryin' like I'm 50 Cent (Yeah)
Bad little, we just fuck and get bent (Bent)
What I spend on these racks (Racks)
That shit costin' your rent, you can't even afford your rent (Nah)
Slid on your bitch, she let me beat like the beat made by Flip, yeah
Kid Buu a demon, but today Christian Dior on my fit (Yeah)
Don't want that bitch (Damn)
Ignore her calls, now she wan' catch a fit
I'm tryna flex, so I hit Neiman to cop me a fit (Fit)
I know you upset, I'm a misfit, bitch, I don't give a shit (Shit)
I don't need new friends (Yeah)
I'd rather stay trappin' and get me my check (Bitch)

Countin' up deads (Yeah), countin' up deads (Deads), countin' up deads (Racks)
Countin' up deads (Racks), countin' dead pres' (Racks), countin' dead pres'
Pres', presidents, uh (Racks), dead presidents, uh (Racks), countin' up deads
Countin' up deads, uh (Racks), countin' up deads, uh (Racks), countin' up deads (Racks)
Countin' up deads, uh (Deads), countin' up deads, uh (Deads), dead presidents
Countin' up deads, uh (Deads), countin' up deads, uh (Deads), dead presidents
Countin' up deads, uh (Racks), countin' up deads, uh (Racks), countin' up deads
Countin' up deads, uh (Deads), countin' up deads, uh (Deads, deads, deads, bitch), dead presidents

Deads, deads
Deads, deads
Deads, deads


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