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Tay cuz he died in the storm, fuck president (Geeoorrggiiaa) Bush

See us in ya city man, give us a pound

Cuz if a nigga still movin then he holdin it down

I had two Jags, but I lost both them bi-tch-es

I'm from N.O. the N.O. Yea!

[Chorus]

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 x 8 with Wayne)

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

Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops

Look at the bullshit we been through

Had the niggas sittin on top they roofs

Hurricane Katrina, we shoulda called it Hurricane (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush

Then they tellin y'all lies on the news

The white people smiling like everythin 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 goin on

Make it look like a lotta stealin goin on

Boy them cops is killas in my home

Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street

I ain't no thief, I'm just tryin to eat

Man fuck 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 tellin me they heard this, stole this

Same shit 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

[Chorus - 2X]

We from a town where (Georgia)

Everybody drowned, and

Everybody died, but baby I'm still prayin wich ya

Everybody cryin but (Georgia)

Aint nobody tried, there's no doubt on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush

Noooowwww

I was born in the boot at the bottom of the map

New Orleans baby, now the white house hatin, tryin to wash away like we not on the map

Wait, have you heard the latest, they sayin you gotta have paper if you tryin to come back

Niggas thinkin it's a wrap, see we can't hustle in they trap, we ain't from (Geeoorrggiaa)

Noooww it's them dead bodies, them lost houses, the mayor say dont 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

Yea we like it they callin y'all, but fuck president (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush

We see them Confederate flags, you know what it is

A white cracker muthafucka that probably voted for him

And no he ain't gonna drop no dollas, but he do drop bombs

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