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Correct Obamacare Lyrics
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Quelle Chris
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[Chorus] I'm tryna burn this bitch down, I ain't tryna break in Fuck your opinion 'bout us, to me don't mean nothin' I brought the wave, brought the rain, brought the lake in Eyes on the cake and yours is for the takin', wait man Puffin' Michael Jordan, catch a lot of air Shuttin' down your city, then we outta there Everyone can get it like Obamacare Keep it buddy, they don't want no problems here [Verse 1] Bucket over earlobes, headache under headdress Grindin' like I'm soon dyin', 'til I'm laid up bed rest It's Quelle Chris all day shit, I don't need no playlist Handsome, black, and headstrong, you nervous 'til your nails gone Step out daddy long legs, Cab Calloway stride Make a rapper freeze up like I was Zack in Bayside I be knuckle down, ape, and 'bout my business, back straight I was never weirdo, they just had to acclimate Please, they grip the draws like Coppertone dogs But ain't got shit to say like back when Poppa Doc lost More reach than Doctor Ock's arms Crazy, try to play me, you better call Saul Train of thought on track, R and R my R&R Floatin' through the fog, off more drugs than a DeBarge Don't think it wasn't when it was, he's no mirage This what's happening, it's Rerun, Dwayne, and Raj [Chorus] I'm tryna burn this bitch down, I ain't tryna break in Fuck your opinion 'bout us, to me don't mean nothin' I brought the wave, brought the rain, brought the lake in Eyes on the cake and yours is for the takin', wait man Puffin' Michael Jordan, catch a lot of air Shuttin' down your city, then we outta there Everyone can get it like Obamacare Keep it buddy, they don't want no problems here [Verse 2] I'm feelin' like a million stacks, how the fuck you do? Seein' how you livin', bet you probably feel a buck or two Ho shit insured, suckered proof, no deductible Good neighbors with state pharmaceuticals by the bucketloads That's Big Green like Ferrigno, if you down like feather pillows We got wax without the earlobes, if you matchin', hold the euros No tobacco, just the pure smoke, powdered keif lookin' like churros If you choke up, you get higher, word to Bridget and Dinero In a far south beach house, ashy ass, knees out Barrin' up, beats bounce, eatin' steak and eggs 'til my feet gout Hippy type freak outs with woke whites who beast hype Droppin' N-words for my nigga friends only black folks can recite That's free life, thought he wasn't when he was it Been it from the beginnin', just gettin' better every minute Smokin' gun, catchin' the killer and creator Gave 'em two for one, don't thank me later [Chorus] I'm tryna burn this bitch down, I ain't tryna break in Fuck your opinion 'bout us, to me don't mean nothin' I brought the wave, brought the rain, brought the lake in Eyes on the cake and yours is for the takin', wait man Puffin' Michael Jordan, catch a lot of air Shuttin' down your city, then we outta there Everyone can get it like Obamacare Keep it buddy, they don't want no problems here [Outro] Dumpin' Dutchie guts out the window Keep it buddy, strictly for the kinfolk Lightin' up the outdoor in the indoor This ain't for you, this is for the kinfolk Dumpin' Dutchie guts out the window Keep it buddy, strictly for the kinfolk Lightin' up the outdoor in the indoor This ain't for you, this is for the kinfolk
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