Kendrick Lamar - Two Presidents Lyrics
[Hook: YG Hootie & Kendrick Lamar]Two presidents, and we blowing presidentialTwo presidents, and we blowing presidentialSee my hood shine, pray I live to see the dayRest in peace to my homie, he got hit up with the KKendrick, Martin, Hootie, MalcolmI'm screaming out peace, but his choppa piece a bad outcome(Kendrick, Martin, Hootie, MalcolmI'm screaming out peace, but his choppa piece a bad outcome)[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]I'm vicious, and my house is a red light districtAnd my couch is a porno star, outta town from Houston and MemphisAnd I never gave a *****And I never did ***** with y'all, so I kept my distanceJust me and my day onesAnd a thousand ones for these strippers, hoI've been on my own, get on the songThen pee on the song, my bladder is goneI shattered your dream, I'm Freddie it seemsMy shadow is wearing expensive colognePig tails, and dookie braids, cabinet full of Kool-AidI'm ghetto as *****, and my pedal is upBut I'm gassin' on all of you niggas, maneKendrick, Martin, Hootie, MalcolmI'm screaming out peace, but his choppa piece a bad outcomeStale face, how come?Is it 'cause I do me? or you main ***** wanna do me?Face shots we call it Call Of DutyK.Dot *****, now give me two feetMade my ***** come give me 2 GsRaised by wolves, and we do eatPlayed by rules and you might liveAnd I try to do this shit for the kidsBut y'all got different perogativeAnd y'all right, inhaleAnd I dwell where the fortune liveAnd that's vicious[Hook: YG Hootie & Kendrick Lamar]Two presidents, and we blowing presidentialTwo presidents, and we blowing presidentialSee my hood shine, pray I live to see the dayRest in peace to my homie, he got hit up with the KKendrick, Martin, Hootie, MalcolmI'm screaming out peace, but his choppa piece a bad outcome(Kendrick, Martin, Hootie, MalcolmI'm screaming out peace, but his choppa piece a bad outcome)[Verse 2: YG Hootie]Big mouth, sat me downSaid YG, this how you hold a chop nowI ain't gon' lie, I'll be feelin' like ObamaShootin' shit for days, momma not comin'Disillusioned by the backgroundChopper *****in', I'mma clap mineHomies in the pen ain't never comin' homeGreened out car from the ChevronMe and my momma in a county lineIt was food stamps, now its passport stampsBrought the... back to the deuce lineTold you we'd blow like...BSM we cannibalsEat your flesh, no antidoteKendrick, that's family thoughWe on Rosecrans, it's a party hoThis right here that Martin, MalcomOnly difference, we still aliveBy any means necessarySquad life, we down to rideInterstate, 'Rari...See them tears in my momma eyesDo whatever it take to keep my daughter flyDo whatever it take to be immortalized[Hook: YG Hootie & Kendrick Lamar]Two presidents, and we blowing presidentialTwo presidents, and we blowing presidentialSee my hood shine, pray I live to see the dayRest in peace to my homie, he got hit up with the KKendrick, Martin, Hootie, MalcolmI'm screaming out peace, but his choppa piece a bad outcome(Kendrick, Martin, Hootie, MalcolmI'm screaming out peace, but his choppa piece a bad outcome)
