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Victory Mr President

Tell me Mr. president Did you sleep well last night And tell me Mr. confident Was the caviar alright Just around the corner Where life is colder There

right!!! K: Yeah, ok, a yagga yagga yagga yagga yo yo!!! B: Lord have mercy [Kardinal Offishall] Huh! Yeah! A yagga yagga yagga yo yo yo It's Mr. Kardinal

me Here the breakdown, pass the doja, .45 in the holster Hollow tips'll fold 'em, them *****z they toy soldiers Oh, that boy colder than Hova unless he sober Like I'm the president

Here the breakdown, pass the doja, .45 in the holster Hollow tips'll fold 'em, them niggaz they toy soldiers Oh, that boy colder than Hova unless he sober Like I'm the president

money like I never would believe So many tattoos that my skin can't breathe I'm gettin' old money but I'm a youngster My swag presidental make obama want

Here the breakdown, pass the doja, .45 in the holster Hollow tips'll fold 'em, them niggaz they toy soldiers Oh, that boy colder than Hova unless he sober Like I'm the president

Here the breakdown, pass the doja, .45 in the holster Hollow tips'll fold 'em, them niggaz they toy soldiers Oh, that boy colder than Hova unless he sober Like I'm the president

Here the breakdown, pass the doja, .45 in the holster Hollow tips'll fold 'em, them niggaz they toy soldiers Oh, that boy colder than Hova unless he sober Like I'm the president

The evil, evil Mr. Ping! [Brother 1:] Here is one for being a bad guy! ...And here is one for hurting my hand! Let us go, brother! [Mr. Ping:] Escaped