This song right here Is dedicated to the president Of the United States of America Y'all might know him as George Bush But where I'm from Lost city of New Orleans We call him this Georgia Georgia Georgia Georgia Georgia Georgia Georgia Georgia Noooowww This song is dedicated To the one wit the suit Thick white skin and his eyes bright blue So called beef wit you know who **** it he just let him Kill all of our troops Look at the b******t we been through Had the *****s sitting on top they roofs Hurricane Katrina We shoulda called It Hurricane Geeoorrggiaa Bush Then they telling y'all lies on the news The white people smiling like everything cool But I know people that died in that pool I know people that died in them schools Now what is the survivor to do Got to no trailer you gotta move Now it's on to Texas and to Geeoorrggiiaa They tell you what they want Show you what they want you to see But they don't let you know What's really going on Make it look like a lotta stealing going on Boy them cops is killas in my home ***** shot dead In the middle of the street I ain't no thief I'm just trying to eat Man **** the police and president Geeoorrrggiiaa Bush So what happened to the leverage Why wasn't they steady Why wasn't they able to control this I know some fok' that live by the lever That keep on telling me They heard this stole this Same **** happened back in Hurricane Betsy 1965 I ain't too young to know this That was President Johnson now But it's president Geeoorrggiiaa Bush We from a town where Georgia Everybody drowned and Everybody died But baby I'm still praying wich ya Everybody crying but Georgia Ain't nobody tried There's no doubt on my mind it was Georgia Bush We from a town where Georgia Everybody drowned and Everybody died But baby I'm still praying wich ya Everybody crying but Georgia Ain't nobody tried There's no doubt on my mind it was Georgia Noooowwww Bush I was born in the boot At the bottom of the map New Orleans baby Now the white house hating Trying to wash away like We not on the map Wait have you heard the latest They saying you gotta have paper If you trying to come back *****s thinking it's a wrap See we can't hustle in nature We ain't from Geeoorrggiaa Noooww it's them dead bodies Them lost houses The mayor say don't worry bout it And the children have been scarred No ones here to care bout em And fash out To all the rappers that helped out Yeah we like it they calling y'all But **** president Geeoorrggiaa Bush We see them Confederate flags You know what it is A white cracker mutha****a That probably voted for him And no he ain't gonna drop no dollas But he do drop bombs R I P Tay 'cause he died in the storm **** president Geeoorrggiiaa Bush See us in ya city man give us a pound 'Cause if a ***** still moving Then he holding it down I had two Jags But I lost both them bi-tch-es I'm from N O the N O Yeah We from a town where Georgia Everybody drowned and Everybody died But baby I'm still praying wich ya Everybody crying but Georgia Ain't nobody tried There's no doubt on my mind it was Georgia Bush We from a town where Georgia Everybody drowned and Everybody died But baby I'm still praying wich ya Everybody crying but Georgia Ain't nobody tried There's no doubt on my mind it was Georgia Bush Bush Bush Bush Oh yeah oh yeah You thought we was done We was done Naw YEAH Money money money Get a dollar and a **** Weezy Baby that crack Mutha****a get a fix Got money out the a** No homo but I'm rich About to go get surgery Get surgery Money money money Get a dollar and a **** Weezy Baby that crack Mutha****a get a fix Got money out the a** No homo but I'm rich About to go get surgery Get surgery Money money money Get a dollar and a **** Weezy Baby that crack Mutha****a get a fix Got money out the a** No homo but I'm rich About to go get surgery And put some diamonds On my wrist YES Yep I'm a mutha****in trip I'ma trip to Japan And buy some brand new **** Nine hundred to a grand Get you twenty eight grams If you talking bout bricks I'm the interstate man And the women say damn Them *****s don't say a damn thing Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce Like a bed-spring Walking a thin line gotta defend mine And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb BOOM Young toon Yeah that's what my people call me Fifty thousand for the cause Trying keep the reaper off me I drink a lotta syrup *****es say I'm sleep walking Big money for the grill So I'm never cheap talking yeah Keep talking and The flame leap off the hip And keep sparking Pap pap sleep softly Yeah nap nap nap sack three forties Like **** another ***** ***** just don't be da target Young New Orleans ***** ***** just don't be retarded We done lost everything And you looking like a bargain Purple **** purple drink Purple heart sergeant I'm the best rapper In the game no argin Arguing And I don't ever write pause Un-pause this So keep ya ***** a** lines inside the margin Lil Wayne dot com ***** log in Put a pillow under your knees And keep ya jaws in All in ya girl mouth Use her like a toilet They usually want a baller And the young ***** balling Mike Jordan pardon my swag Even my father rich as **** And all my brothers left the family We said **** it bought two houses in Miami I can't wait to do cribs MTV c'mon get at me Any rapper wan get at me Tell ya label contact me Half four hundred for a feature Wanna battle I'll beat ya I'm a beast I'm a preacher I'm the son of miss cita Mom dukes my jeter She the reason she the reason Everybody woman wanna be Da boy diva not even There's a 305 dime I wanted Ever since I seen her Got a topic of this evening Hotter than a tub steaming Gotcha girlfriend dreaming of One day being Trina Notta sim seemer Ten ki's in the Beamer Got a white girl driving Couldn't do it much cleaner I'm fly in the sky like that Mutha****in ribbon *****es got my name on em And the ***** still living Spend a condo and a club One bottle won't do Two bottles won't do Bottles for the whole crew thanks And bring me that Patrone I don't play No ice I like my drink straight Not gay And ***** that bank come everyday I'm paid I wish a ***** come invade get sprayed I stomp a ***** out like I got ten legs Then they fish the ***** up out The lake in ten days Behave no ho I'm on that Rage Rov Cash Money Young Money Ho that money age old And can't a cage hold This animal from Hollygrove Sorry mami I be stoned I be I be I be blowed Got me copy rock star Weezy Baby **** these hos Gotta pay me now for me To even take these hos Price sizing for a show and the flow So either Drama is my ***** Or that boy got doe Go figure that's my ***** That's my ***** my nerve If anybody else want it Sixty thousand a verse yeah