Obama BasedGod - Lil B

Yeah you already know man its your boy Lil B

I’m in here and I’m the rawest rapper alive

Yeah 2013, Obama based god-vote for me!

I gotta slow it down and I gotta dumb it down

Im gonna flow now, I power up now

I gas up my engine, I won’t stop spitting

I show the whole world that I’m the rawest rapper living!

I’m straight like a 747 in heaven

Pop the lid off the top, got the Taskforce with me

Niggas can’t fuck with me unless they talk to a reverend

Watch where you walk, watch where you stepping

Prayer in the air, better ask for a blessing

Number one rapper, ain’t no question

You think I’m wack, I think you’re stupid

Shot you in the heart, you’ll think I’m cupid

Top of the World and I got that juice

Yeah he rap he comparing me to who?

Lil B nice, Lil B next

Lil B a thug, put the beam in his chest

Lil B, Lil B, that’s my name

Whoop whoop!

Brang-Dang-Dang

You and me dude, we not the same

I don’t rock ice, I don’t need no chain

Supercalafragalisticexpialadoshus

Dump his head in the car, dump his body in the ocean

Please don’t look cause we out in the open

Serving all Bitches, U. S open

Pete Sampras with the backhand bitch

Copy that?

Roger that?

You got that, bitch?

Stop playin' games, ain’t Trix it’s for kids

Bitch don’t play, trix is for kids

I’ma slow it down so you people understand

Young Based God with the money in my hand

Selling out shows, finna tour in Japan

I’m the money man so I do the money dance!

Ain’t no hater finna make this paper

You going to army, I’m going to Navy

Deep sea diver with the Glock .45-a

Gotta smoke a blunt, gotta get higher

Thinking too much, having dreams too much

I never get drunk, but I drink too much

Some lean in my cup, lean on my blunt

Girl raise your hand if you’re tryna get fucked!

I like you so, check me out girl

President Based God, this is my world

You can be my girl—Lewinsky

You can fuck my bitch, just don’t tempt me

Call me Obama Based God, Call me Obama Based God!

White House girls on my dick 'cause I’m Based God

Hunnid grand shows, that’s the appearance fee

Most people don’t got the money to hang with me

Let me slow it down, why my show so expensive?

I done made history, protect my vision

I’m like a rare painting, you rarely even see me

I’m ready for the future, Based God in 3D (damn, woo!)

I’m gon' blow, she don’t rap but she gon' blow

Where the Based God?

Nobody knows

I need help, nobody showed, when I got everybody come

In the rap game, I got a few sons

You’re my sons, steal my swag go number one

I’m just playing, lets have some fun

Come on bitch, gon' roll me a blunt

This Grand Theft Auto, I’ll put you in the trunk

Lil B Based God that’s what they want

I got the guns, about that life

I’m bout Fonk, that’s alright

See me all night, see me all night

I’ma fuck that bitch, I like her

I like her!

NYEEAAH!

I’ma fuck the bitch, I’ma fuck the bitch overseas!

'Cause I’m fuckin' amazing

A 150 grand shows right now, ah yess, unsigned

150 stacks or I’m not gonna perform