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Blurred Lines PARODY Obama Been Watchin' ~ Rucka Rucka Ali
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Everybody get up My fellow Americans It has come to my attention A black man is In the White House Please rest assured The Secret Service is looking into the matter And the black man will be dealt with Thank you If you're talking About me on your twitter Or chatting with your neighbour Calling me a white house nigga I see you on the N-S-A I hear you on the N-S-A Why don't you say it To my face? You're talking shit about me When you take off your clothes Taking some titty pictures Posting them videos For some old man to jerk it I see you on the N-S-A I'm checkin' on the N-S-A Come rub them titties In my face Showing your tits without me Your guns I really want 'em (I want your guns) Let me hold on 'em (I want your guns) I'll give 'em back and I need Your funds I need some money (I need some money) Give me some money (Give me some money) Hillary Rodham is a Bull dyke She munches carpets She has hairy armpits And we be tapping on your Phone lines When you talk 'bout me When you insult me You're saying fuck me I can hear you talking shit Telling people I ain't shit Suck my giant hairy dick I fly a rocket ship in your face I hear you on the N-S-A I'm checkin' on the N-S-A You're talking 'bout me Everyday You're such a player hater Hey fuck you Edward Snowden Why you fuck with my shit for? This guy is a hero? He's another bum living at the airport I see him on the N-S-A Drinkin' a pint of Hennessy Come catch a flight with me Esse I got drones circling in the Whole world You wanna start shit? Ya better watch it I see the hobbit porn that you watch Online Oh, you embarrassed? Should I show your parents? Whatcha get your ass kicked in the Lunchline Ya little faggot Dungeons and Dragons You're just a four-eyed virgin Book Worm Ya feel like scrapping? Yeah bro come at me My boys are strapping When you're walking Minding your business Or at home trying Heels and lipsticks I'm watching you from Air Force One So before you talk shit Be careful son I monitor your High-speed connection To help you vote for me Next election I watch you pee For your own protection I'm in your dreams Like Inception My skin is Brown and white When I'm in your kitchen I blend in and hide My ears are built in Hearin' shit you say Tell your children I'm under the bed Edward Snowden You fucked up, mah niggy Ask Bin Laden 'bout Fuckin' with me I went to show him How I deal with hoes Think I won't punch you Where your penis grows? Smack a bitch Get down What's up now? Yeah Would you like to twerk? Everybody let's twerk I really don't like to work Yeah Suck my balls Hey, who cut the cheese? Play the surveillance tape back Hell no, it wasn't me I should put you in jail for saying that Hey that's me on the N-S-A Stealing a thigh from K-F-C This must be some kind of Mistake I was at home watching Real House Wives With all my daughters Well, the ones I know of You know about keeping track of children and us Black guys Please don't arrest me Here I'm confesing Since when is stealing chicken A crime? I was really hungry And I had no money And they wouldn't accept my Food Stamps I'm really sorry Let's play atari I am Bengali I'm from Benghazi Ladies and Gentlemen of this All white females jury of my peers I look forward to my time in prison Where I could easily find crack And hangout with my good friend OJ Spying on Americans is like uh Saying the N-word Only a black president can do it As your president I replaced the bald eagle With the fried chicken Thank you Four more years
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