Dead Presidents (Explicit) - Rick Ross/Future/Jeezy/Yo Gotti

Written by：William Leonard Roberts II

Rather you than me

If you've been f**king with me since Port of Miami

It's been hell of a f**king journey

Maybach Music

Ain't nun' changed nigga

Lil' stronger lil' wiser maybe a lil' more violent

Blame it on America

F**k it

Beat Billionaire

I'm pulling off the lot I bought the cash

Her future bright don't give a f**k about her past

Her ass be looking good inside the leggings

But I know that she's missing all the edges

I run the game just by running with the felons

Pour out the Judy got rich nigga calisthenics

Walking in the court room sipping on the beverage

I know the judge so I got a lot of leverage

Pissing on these bitches is a fetish R. Kelly

Fully loaded 60s smoking on a seven all ready

Your dawg get a dime you never wrote a letter

Still in a box got her rapping acapella

Can't trust no people f**king with the presser

I got a chopper but don't make me be the devil

He knocking on the door and all the Baswares

Gave me addresses where I'm hiding in the last verse

Dead presidents dead them dead presidents

Dead presidents dead them dead presidents

They go to war yeah all my lil' niggas militant

Let's go to trial we guilty till proven innocent

Dead presidents dead them dead presidents

Dead presidents dead them dead presidents

Fair sentences fair fair sentences

Let's go to trial we guilty till proven innocent

I got thirty white bitches like Tommy Lee

I make drug money nigga I make blood money

On my third passport and I'm geechie as f**k

I got wet stripper pussy at the airport

I got molly green dollars on my transport

Bussing down a hundred bales in the bath tub

F**k this Philippine pussy in some house shoes

I got dope money nigga I got war wounds

This the culture on the hammer ain't no dance moves

I was posted on the stoop hanging with my Haitians

Murder's on the news all front pages

Gunning and catching bodies ain't no relations

I was stacking Ben Franklins posted in Fiji

They rocking two times in a row that's a repeat

And I'm f**king niggas hoes cus they easy

I'm in here f**king niggas wives balls breezy

She gotta f**k like she love like she need me

I got my Maybach flooded all with extra TVs

I make a movie every single f**king day

I John Travolta when I flood that Patek face

Dead presidents dead them dead presidents

Dead presidents dead them dead presidents

They go to war yeah all my lil' niggas militant

Let's go to trial we guilty till proven innocent

Dead presidents dead them dead presidents

Dead presidents dead them dead presidents

Fair sentences fair fair sentences

Let's go to trial we guilty till proven innocent

Let's go

Hands on these niggas got the yellow bracelet

Check off in my pocket like the yellow pages

F**k you niggas woes when I was ashing nigga

Loafers in the chop I keep it classy nigga

Build a empire yeah that's whats my state of mind

Motherf**k 'em all yeah that's whats my state of mind

Keep the block sober there we call it Lego land

Meanwhile the kids smoking like its Amsterdam

Dope boy prez you know who got the truths

Sixteen when I bought my first rollie

Legend in my hood just like I'm Escobar

Never riding dirty in the extra car

Dead presidents dead them dead presidents

Dead presidents dead them dead presidents

They go to war yeah all my lil' niggas militant

Let's go to trial we guilty till proven innocent

Dead presidents dead them dead presidents

Dead presidents dead them dead presidents

Fair sentences fair fair sentences

Let's go to trial we guilty till proven innocent