Michelle Obama
Killed Barack Osama
Joe mama
Spitting like a llama
Look both ways when I cross the street
Erase half of you boys when I snap on the beat
Shoutout Jesus that's my shooter and I'm washing your feet
When I eat, I always pray and thank the Lord for this heat
I pull up to the function with the signature drip, yeah that's Kirkland
Costco samples then it's back in the whip, and I'm certain
That the chocolate milk at Costco's all I drink, that might be why my body really looking like the skeleton from Tim Burton
You can play checkers on my vans
And this song goes out to all my Megamind stans
Do a little dance
Razzmatazz is my favorite color for a crayon
My man
Some days I'm Phineas, some days I'm Ferb
I glide on my Ripstick watch out for the curb, so I swerve
I'm gonna move out to a nature reserve and conserve
All of my time and just go talk to the birds ay
I be hitting my notes like I'm Groban
I'm a male so I don't show emotion
I be strumming like Chuck Berry
Half the vocals I sing Sherry
Some days I'm as humble as Drax
Doesn't matter I count the stacks
Some say I'm as good as Sharice but I ain't no politician
Don't need no audition
Yeah yeah I'm a self-made magician ooh
Tar sticky, steal the beat like Ricky
Kick flippy, plaques on mantle, Mickey
Not too picky, eat green tac ticcys
Icky icky, spit it out, sticky sticky
Michelle Obama killed Barack Osama
Joe mama, spitting like a llama
Lotta commas, drop it like Tsar Bamba
Do you wanna go to the Bahamas
Mo Bamba wasn't made in a day
Moana holla mama jama what can I say
Except you're welcome, I very seldom held him levels Adele
And he surpassed that, that's facts, no cap, no bat, big cat
Used to be a fat boy now he that boy with the gat boy
He ratatat boys when you call him a trap boy
I would never call him a fat boy
I would never ever call him a trap boy
Bust it down for my dogs
Bust it down on the d-pad
Take a stock then I homie stock
Met my boo on Wechat
Call us Shrek and Fiona
Call us Scott and Ramona
Cop a flight Arizona
Hots to kill the corona
Let me stop you right there
Conor McGregor when I walk up the stairs
You act like I care when I really don't care
Double triple dare to rhyme care with care but I actually care so I switch my attack
I actually care so I hop on this track
I actually care but it's no fair, no carebear, no share bear, I'm self-aware this is wack
Michelle Obama killed Barack Osama
Joe mama, spitting like a llama
Lotta commas, drop it like Tsar Bamba
Do you wanna go to the Bahamas
Tsar Bahamba Video (MV)
Performed By: Enough Gentlemen
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Brent Smith, Caleb Kmiecik, Connor Kmiecik, Nathan Ogden
Enough Gentlemen - Tsar Bahamba Lyrics
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Michelle Obama
Killed Barack Osama
Joe mama
Spitting like a llama
Look both ways when I cross the street
Erase half of you boys when I snap on the beat
Shoutout Jesus that's my shooter and I'm washing your feet
When I eat, I always pray and thank the Lord for this heat
I pull up to the function with the signature drip, yeah that's Kirkland
Costco samples then it's back in the whip, and I'm certain
That the chocolate milk at Costco's all I drink, that might be why my body really looking like the skeleton from Tim Burton
You can play checkers on my vans
And this song goes out to all my Megamind stans
Do a little dance
Razzmatazz is my favorite color for a crayon
My man
Some days I'm Phineas, some days I'm Ferb
I glide on my Ripstick watch out for the curb, so I swerve
I'm gonna move out to a nature reserve and conserve
All of my time and just go talk to the birds ay
I be hitting my notes like I'm Groban
I'm a male so I don't show emotion
I be strumming like Chuck Berry
Half the vocals I sing Sherry
Some days I'm as humble as Drax
Doesn't matter I count the stacks
Some say I'm as good as Sharice but I ain't no politician
Don't need no audition
Yeah yeah I'm a self-made magician ooh
Tar sticky, steal the beat like Ricky
Kick flippy, plaques on mantle, Mickey
Not too picky, eat green tac ticcys
Icky icky, spit it out, sticky sticky
Michelle Obama killed Barack Osama
Joe mama, spitting like a llama
Lotta commas, drop it like Tsar Bamba
Do you wanna go to the Bahamas
Mo Bamba wasn't made in a day
Moana holla mama jama what can I say
Except you're welcome, I very seldom held him levels Adele
And he surpassed that, that's facts, no cap, no bat, big cat
Used to be a fat boy now he that boy with the gat boy
He ratatat boys when you call him a trap boy
I would never call him a fat boy
I would never ever call him a trap boy
Bust it down for my dogs
Bust it down on the d-pad
Take a stock then I homie stock
Met my boo on Wechat
Call us Shrek and Fiona
Call us Scott and Ramona
Cop a flight Arizona
Hots to kill the corona
Let me stop you right there
Conor McGregor when I walk up the stairs
You act like I care when I really don't care
Double triple dare to rhyme care with care but I actually care so I switch my attack
I actually care so I hop on this track
I actually care but it's no fair, no carebear, no share bear, I'm self-aware this is wack
Michelle Obama killed Barack Osama
Joe mama, spitting like a llama
Lotta commas, drop it like Tsar Bamba
Do you wanna go to the Bahamas
Killed Barack Osama
Joe mama
Spitting like a llama
Look both ways when I cross the street
Erase half of you boys when I snap on the beat
Shoutout Jesus that's my shooter and I'm washing your feet
When I eat, I always pray and thank the Lord for this heat
I pull up to the function with the signature drip, yeah that's Kirkland
Costco samples then it's back in the whip, and I'm certain
That the chocolate milk at Costco's all I drink, that might be why my body really looking like the skeleton from Tim Burton
You can play checkers on my vans
And this song goes out to all my Megamind stans
Do a little dance
Razzmatazz is my favorite color for a crayon
My man
Some days I'm Phineas, some days I'm Ferb
I glide on my Ripstick watch out for the curb, so I swerve
I'm gonna move out to a nature reserve and conserve
All of my time and just go talk to the birds ay
I be hitting my notes like I'm Groban
I'm a male so I don't show emotion
I be strumming like Chuck Berry
Half the vocals I sing Sherry
Some days I'm as humble as Drax
Doesn't matter I count the stacks
Some say I'm as good as Sharice but I ain't no politician
Don't need no audition
Yeah yeah I'm a self-made magician ooh
Tar sticky, steal the beat like Ricky
Kick flippy, plaques on mantle, Mickey
Not too picky, eat green tac ticcys
Icky icky, spit it out, sticky sticky
Michelle Obama killed Barack Osama
Joe mama, spitting like a llama
Lotta commas, drop it like Tsar Bamba
Do you wanna go to the Bahamas
Mo Bamba wasn't made in a day
Moana holla mama jama what can I say
Except you're welcome, I very seldom held him levels Adele
And he surpassed that, that's facts, no cap, no bat, big cat
Used to be a fat boy now he that boy with the gat boy
He ratatat boys when you call him a trap boy
I would never call him a fat boy
I would never ever call him a trap boy
Bust it down for my dogs
Bust it down on the d-pad
Take a stock then I homie stock
Met my boo on Wechat
Call us Shrek and Fiona
Call us Scott and Ramona
Cop a flight Arizona
Hots to kill the corona
Let me stop you right there
Conor McGregor when I walk up the stairs
You act like I care when I really don't care
Double triple dare to rhyme care with care but I actually care so I switch my attack
I actually care so I hop on this track
I actually care but it's no fair, no carebear, no share bear, I'm self-aware this is wack
Michelle Obama killed Barack Osama
Joe mama, spitting like a llama
Lotta commas, drop it like Tsar Bamba
Do you wanna go to the Bahamas
Writer: Brent Smith, Caleb Kmiecik, Connor Kmiecik, Nathan Ogden
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid