Black Republican Featjuelz Santana Lyrics - Da Drought 3 - Lil Wayne

(feat. Juelz Santana) 

[Intro] 

Now this is what they've been waiting for 

Ya dig, Santana 

Weezy F. 

Ay Wayne 

What up man 

What you been workin' on nigga? 

Oh you know, I got Currency's new album 

And I'm finally workin' on my album, ya dig 

Oh I'm ready to brush my shoulders off and drop my next album too nigga 

That's what it is 

But dig this, they wanna know what we been workin' on together 

That's that "I Can't Feel My Face Shit" they know what 

So if they ever thought the South and the North was gonna collide 

Guess what, we already did 

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[Juelz Santana] 

I'm feelin' like a black Republican 

Naw, I can't call it 

More like a black Democrat runnin' 'em out of office 

Young Barack Obama, I'm all for it 

The Rock of Gibraltar has now fallen, on ya 

I protect my land like a farmer 

Pockets stay chubby like Tikara 

Or should I say fat like the Parkers 

Tote big guns like I'm still playin' Contra 

Y'all washed up like money that's laundered 

Y'all funny, I'm bonkers 

Honest, girls strapped to my dick like a harness 

Rock star, flier than an ostrich 

And I cover east, west, north, south like a compass 

I shall shine forever, never tarnish 

Money buried behind my house like a garden 

All green, my bank account's like a forest 

I Can't Feel My Face is gettin' started 

And Weezy is my accomplice, ya dig 

A black activist like Sonny Carson 

Stripes of a sergeant, salute me 

And chicks, I get 'em high 

Higher than turbulence is 

White Phantom, lookin' so Fergielicious 

I'm from the city of big drugs and murder victims 

It's get rich, go to jail and be a murder victim 

Ai! 

Now all y'all listen 

If you can't take the heat, get out the kitchen 

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[Lil Wayne] 

I feel like a black Republican 

Tote a MAC in the public and 

Act so southern n' die for my brethren 

Money, money, money 

Like money Mac and publishing 

One life to live, never ask for a mulligan 

Streets cold but the heat make me feel covered in em 

Been done had cake day late like Ed Sullivan 

Fly like an eagle but no I'm no Donovan 

Boy you better go eat some soup with your mom n' them 

And my mind is on another continent 

I am real Cash Money, no counterfeit 

I don't parkin' lot pimp I just politick 

Bet I get all in her mouth like polident 

New Orleans representa to the inner 

Come from the city where the glitter don't glimmer 

The sun don't shine and the guns don't sleep 

Wake a nigga's ass up like he got somewhere to be 

[Santana] 

I'm feelin like a black republican drug money comin in 

I'm a volcano filled with lava bout to erupt again 

I stay with the iron don't make me plug it in 

Stay outta rich kid's business don't be buttin in 

I stay with a chick that's ready to unbutton it 

Forget her tongue she put her lung on it ha 

My listerine comes out she start guzzerin 

I'm above you dudes I'm hoverin 

Juelz why u duckin them duckin who? 

I'm in the hood like what it do comfortable 

And believe me it's nothin to 

Send my london boys to english muffin you 

You poodles barkin too much they bringin muzzles through 

You aint gully you gullible 

Man they need love, they need hugs, 

They need church, Jesus 

This is jus a sample yea a free drug 

The shipment is in, we done re-d up 

But I don't trust dudes like a pre-nup 

They cockaroaches, they gotta be bug 

Maybe cause they them 

And we us and we up 

I'm ballin fareal ya gotta d-up 

I don't hear you boys speak up 

What are you guys sayin [?] 

I have the chaufeur hold the umbrella over my head when it's not rainin 

[Outro] 

And we wanna let the world know 

This is not a diss song either people 

We don't diss them we dismiss 'em, ya dig 

Recognize or step aside, ya dig 

We let the music talk, Draught 3 

And by the way, it's Santana, I'm back 

It's Weezy! 

You dudes gotta stand in the mirror backwards 'cause you can't face yourself 

Assholes 

DipSet for life 

Cash Money, whaddup 

Young Money