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DJ Drama Lyrics


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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)
Now
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 sitting on top they roofs
Hurricane Katrina, we should've called it Hurricane (Georgia) 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 (Georgia)
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 lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no thief, I'm just trying to eat
Man fuck the police and president (Georgia) Bush
So what happened to the levees, why wasn't they steady
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965, I ain't too young to know this
That was President Johnson but now
But it's president (Georgia) Bush

[Repeat: x2]
We from a town where (Georgia)
Everybody drowned, and
Everybody died, but baby I'm still praying which ya
Everybody crying but (Georgia)
Ain't nobody tried, there's no doubt on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush

Now
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
Niggas thinking it's a wrap, see we can't hustle in they trap, we ain't from (Georgia)
Now it's them dead bodies, them lost houses, the mayor say don't worry 'bout it
And the children have been scarred, no one's here to care 'bout 'em
And fash out, to all the rappers that helped out
Yea we like it they calling y'all, but fuck president (Georgia) Bush
We see them Confederate flags, you know what it is
A white cracker motherfucker that probably voted for him
And no he ain't gonna drop no dollars, but he do drop bombs
R.I.P. Tay cause he died in the storm, fuck president (Georgia) Bush
See us in ya city man, give us a pound
Cause if a nigga 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. Yea!

We from a town where (Georgia)
Everybody drowned, and
Everybody died, but baby I'm still praying which ya
Everybody crying but (Georgia)
Ain't nobody tried, there's no doubt on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush

(oh yea, you thought we was done? Naw)

YEA!
Money money money get a dollar and a dick
Weezy Baby that crack, motherfucker get a fix
Got money out the ass, no homo but I'm rich
Bout to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my wrist YES
Yep, I'm a motherfucking trip
I'ma trip to Japan and buy some brand new shit
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 niggas 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, yea that's what my people call me
Fifty thousand for the cross, trying to keep the reaper off me
I drink a lot of syrup, bitches say I'm sleep walking
Big money for the grill, so I'm never cheap talking, yea
Keep talking and the flame leap off the hip
And keep sparking, pap pap sleep softly
Yea, nap nap, nap sack, three forties
Like fuck another nigga, nigga just don't be the target
Young New Orleans nigga, nigga just don't be retarded
We done lost everything and you looking like a bargain
Purple weed, purple drink, purple heart sergeant
I'm the best rapper in the game no arguing (arguing)

And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com bitch 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 nigga balling
Mike Jordan, pardon my swaggy
Even my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the family
We said fuck 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 creature, I'm the son of miss cita
My dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the reason
Everybody woman wanna beat a 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 sip 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 motherfucking ribbon
Bitches got my name on em, and the nigga 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 bitch that bank come everyday, I'm paid
I wish a nigga come invade, get sprayed
I stomp a nigga out like I got ten legs
Then they fish the nigga 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 fuck 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 nigga, or that boy got doe
Go figure that's my nigga, that's my nigga, my nerve
If anybody else want it, sixty thousand a verse

(oh yea, you thought we was done? Naw)

Yea!
Money money money get a dollar and a dick
Weezy Baby that crack, muthafucka get a fix
Got money out the ass, no homo but I'm rich
Bout to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my wrist
Yes, Yep, I'm a muthafucking trip
Ima trip to Japan and buy some brand new shit
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 niggas don't say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce like a bed-spring
Walkin a thin line, gotta defend mine
And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb BOOM
Young tune, yea that's what my people call me
Fifty thousand for the cross, trying keep the reaper off me
I drink a lotta syrup, bitches say I'm sleep walkin
Big money for the grill, so I'm never cheap talking, yea
Keep talking and the flame leap off the hip
And keep sparking, pap pap sleep softly
Yea, nap nap, nap sack, three forties
Like fuck another nigga, nigga just don't be da target
Young New Orleans nigga, nigga just don't be retarded
We done lost everything and you looking like a bargain
Purple weed, purple drink, purple heart sergeant
I'm the best rapper in the game no arguing
And I don't ever write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com bitch 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 nigga balling
Mike Jordan, pardon my swaggie
But my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the family
We said fuck 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
Dats a hundred for a feature, wanna battle, I'll beat ya
I'm a beast, I'm a creature, I'm the son of miss cita
Mom dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the reason
Everybody woman wanna beat a boy diva, not even
There's a 305 diamond 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 muthafuckin ribbon
Bitches got my name on em, and the nigga 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 bitch that bank come everyday, I'm paid
I wish a nigga come invade, get sprayed
I stomp a nigga out like I got ten legs
Then they fish the nigga 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 mommy I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed
Got me copy rock star, Weezy Baby fuck these hoes
Gotta pay me now for me to even take these hos
Price sizing for a show and the flow
So either Drama is my nigga, or that boy got doe




Go figure that's my nigga, that's my nigga, my nerve
If anybody else want it, sixty thousand a verse yea

Overall Meaning

The Outro lyrics by DJ Drama and T.I. contain several themes, including the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, criticisms of President George W. Bush's handling of the disaster, and the struggles of African-Americans living in poverty. The first part of the song is a direct attack on George W. Bush and his lack of response to Hurricane Katrina, especially towards the population of New Orleans, who were suffering from the disaster. The rappers criticize Bush for lying to the public and painting a rosy picture on the news, while people were dying on the ground.


The second half of the song is a rap by Lil Wayne, where he talks about his life as a rapper and his wealth. He talks about his success and about how he feels he is the best rapper in the game, declaring his greatness with a confidence that borders on arrogance. Whether Wayne's lyrics relate to the themes earlier discussed in the song or are included to add some levity to the heavy topic is unclear. Still, they add a sense of personal success and the attainment of the American Dream.


Overall, the song is a commentary on the socio-economic condition of African-Americans today and how they have been neglected and forgotten by the country's leadership. It is a call to action to be aware of this crisis and to work towards a better future for all.


Line by Line Meaning

This song right here, Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
This song is a tribute to the President of the United States of America


Y'all might know him as George Bush
You may know him as George Bush


But where I'm from, Lost city of New Orleans, we call him this
In New Orleans, we refer to him using a different name


(Georgia)
The name we call him is Georgia


Now
Now, moving on to the next topic


This song is dedicated to the one wit the suit
This song is dedicated to the person wearing a suit


Thick white skin and his eyes bright blue
He has thick white skin and bright blue eyes


So called beef wit you know who
There's a supposed conflict with someone


Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops
He allowed the killing of our troops


Look at the bullshit we been through
Look at the difficult situations we have experienced


Had the niggas sitting on top they roofs
People were stranded on their roofs


Hurricane Katrina, we should've called it Hurricane (Georgia) Bush
We should have named Hurricane Katrina after (Georgia) Bush


Then they telling y'all lies on the news
The media is spreading lies


The white people smiling like everything cool
White people appear unaffected and happy


But I know people that died in that pool
I know people who died in the flooding


I know people that died in them schools
I know people who died in the schools


Now what is the survivor to do?
What should the survivors do?


Got to no trailer, you gotta move
We have to leave our trailers and find a new place to live


Now it's on to Texas and to (Georgia)
Now we have to go to Texas and (Georgia)


They tell you what they want, show you what they want you to see
They manipulate the information they give you


But they don't let you know what's really going on
They hide the truth from you


Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
They make it seem like there's a lot of looting happening


Boy them cops is killers in my home
The police officers are killing people in my hometown


Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
A person was shot and killed in the street


I ain't no thief, I'm just trying to eat
I'm not a thief, I'm just trying to survive


Man fuck the police and president (Georgia) Bush
I have no respect for the police or president (Georgia) Bush


So what happened to the levees, why wasn't they steady
What caused the levees to fail? Why weren't they reinforced?


Why wasn't they able to control this?
Why couldn't they control the situation?


I know some fok' that live by the levee
I know people who live near the levee


That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
They claim to have heard explosions


Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
Similar things happened during Hurricane Betsy


1965, I ain't too young to know this
I may be young, but I know about the events in 1965


That was President Johnson but now
That was President Johnson, but now...


But it's president (Georgia) Bush
The current president is (Georgia) Bush


We from a town where (Georgia)
We are from a town where (Georgia)


Everybody drowned, and
Everyone drowned


Everybody died, but baby I'm still praying which ya
Everyone died, but I'm still praying with you


Everybody crying but (Georgia)
Everyone is crying, but (Georgia)


Ain't nobody tried, there's no doubt on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush
Nobody took action, and I believe it was (Georgia) Bush's fault


I was born in the boot at the bottom of the map
I was born in the boot-shaped state at the southernmost part of the map


New Orleans baby, now the white house hating, trying to wash away like we not on the map
Even though I'm from New Orleans, it feels like the White House wants us to be forgotten and disappear


Wait, have you heard the latest, they saying you gotta have paper if you trying to come back
Have you heard the latest news? They're saying you need money to rebuild and return


Niggas thinking it's a wrap, see we can't hustle in they trap, we ain't from (Georgia)
People think it's hopeless, but we can't succeed in their system because we're not from (Georgia)


Now it's them dead bodies, them lost houses, the mayor say don't worry 'bout it
Now there are dead bodies and destroyed houses, but the mayor says not to worry about it


And the children have been scarred, no one's here to care 'bout 'em
The children have been traumatized and no one is there to care for them


And fash out, to all the rappers that helped out
A shout out to all the rappers who provided assistance


Yea we like it they calling y'all, but fuck president (Georgia) Bush
We appreciate the support, but we still dislike president (Georgia) Bush


We see them Confederate flags, you know what it is
We notice the presence of Confederate flags and understand their significance


A white cracker motherfucker that probably voted for him
A racist white person who likely voted for him


And no he ain't gonna drop no dollars, but he do drop bombs
He won't invest money, but he does initiate military actions


R.I.P. Tay cause he died in the storm, fuck president (Georgia) Bush
Rest in peace to Tay, who died during the storm, and fuck president (Georgia) Bush


See us in ya city man, give us a pound
If you see us in your city, show us support


Cause if a nigga still moving then he holding it down
Because if someone is still making progress, it means they're staying strong


I had two Jags, but I lost both them bi-tch-es
I used to have two Jaguars, but I lost both of them


I'm from N.O. the N.O. Yea!
I'm from New Orleans, Louisiana, yeah!


(oh yea, you thought we was done? Naw)
Oh yeah, you thought the song was over? No


Money money money get a dollar and a dick
Money, money, money, get a dollar and pleasure


Weezy Baby that crack, motherfucker get a fix
Lil Wayne is the best, get hooked on his music


Got money out the ass, no homo but I'm rich
I'm extremely wealthy, not in a homosexual way, but in terms of money


Bout to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my wrist YES
I'm about to undergo surgery to have diamonds implanted on my wrist


Yep, I'm a motherfucking trip
Yes, I'm a one-of-a-kind individual


I'ma trip to Japan and buy some brand new shit
I'm going on a trip to Japan to purchase new items


Nine hundred to a grand, get you twenty eight grams
For $900 to $1,000, you can get 28 grams of drugs


If you talking 'bout bricks, I'm the interstate man
If you're referring to drug trafficking, I'm the go-to guy


And the women say damn, them niggas don't say a damn thing
And the women are amazed by us, as we remain silent


Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce like a bed-spring
I bet that shotgun will make you jump like a bed-spring


Walking a thin line, gotta defend mine
I'm in a risky position and need to protect what's mine


And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb BOOM
And without a pen, I'm like an explosive BOOM


Young toon, yea that's what my people call me
My people call me Young Toon


Fifty thousand for the cross, trying to keep the reaper off me
I spent $50,000 on a cross necklace to protect me from death


I drink a lot of syrup, bitches say I'm sleep walking
I consume a lot of codeine syrup, and girls say I seem like I'm sleepwalking


Big money for the grill, so I'm never cheap talking, yea
I spent a lot of money on my dental grill, so I don't cheap talk


Keep talking and the flame leap off the hip
If you keep talking, I'll shoot you with my gun


And keep sparking, pap pap sleep softly
And keep firing shots, causing you to rest peacefully


Yea, nap nap, nap sack, three forties
Yeah, I'm taking a nap with a bag full of drugs and three .40 caliber guns


Like fuck another nigga, nigga just don't be the target
I don't want any trouble, don't become my enemy


Young New Orleans nigga, nigga just don't be retarded
I'm a young person from New Orleans, don't do anything stupid


We done lost everything and you looking like a bargain
We've lost everything, and you seem like a good deal to take advantage of


Purple weed, purple drink, purple heart sergeant
I smoke purple weed, drink purple drank, and feel like a military sergeant


I'm the best rapper in the game no arguing
I'm the best rapper, there's no room for debate


And I don't even write, pause
And I don't even write lyrics, pause


Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Resume the song, and make sure your weak lines stay within the limits


Lil Wayne dot com bitch log in
Visit Lil Wayne's website and log in


Put a pillow under your knees and keep ya jaws in
Put a pillow under your knees and keep your mouth shut


All in ya girl mouth, use her like a toilet
I'm using your girl for sexual pleasure, treating her poorly


They usually want a baller and the young nigga balling
Women typically want a rich man, and I am that young man


Mike Jordan, pardon my swaggie
I'm like Michael Jordan, excuse my swagger


Even my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the family
Even my father is extremely wealthy, but my brothers have distanced themselves from the family


We said fuck it bought two houses in Miami
We didn't care, so we bought two houses in Miami


I can't wait to do cribs, MTV c'mon get at me
I'm excited to have my house featured on MTV's Cribs


Any rapper wan get at me, tell ya label contact me
If any rapper wants to collaborate, have their label contact me


Half four hundred for a feature, wanna battle, I'll beat ya
I charge $400,000 for a feature, and if you want to battle, I'll defeat you


I'm a beast, I'm a creature, I'm the son of miss cita
I'm a savage, a monster, the child of Miss Cita


My dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the reason
My mother, my sister, she is the cause, she is the reason


Everybody woman wanna beat a boy diva, not even
Every woman wants to be with a boy diva like me, it's not even a question


There's a 305 dime I wanted ever since I seen her
There's a beautiful girl from the 305 area code that I've wanted since I first saw her


Got a topic of this evening, hotter than a tub steaming
I have a hot topic to discuss this evening, even hotter than a steaming bathtub


Gotcha girlfriend dreaming of one day being Trina
I have your girlfriend dreaming about being like Trina


Notta sip seemer, ten ki's in the Beamer
I'm not a lightweight, I can handle a lot of drugs


Got a white girl driving, couldn't do it much cleaner
I have a white girl driving for me, can't get much better than that


I'm fly in the sky like that motherfucking ribbon
I'm flying high like a ribbon in the sky


Bitches got my name on em, and the nigga still living
Girls have my name tattooed on them, and I'm still alive


Spend a condo and a club, one bottle won't do
I spend money on a condo and a club, a single bottle is not enough


Two bottles won't do, bottles for the whole crew, thanks
Even two bottles won't be sufficient, we need bottles for the whole crew


And bring me that Patrone, I don't play
And bring me that Patrone, I don't mess around


No ice I like my drink straight, not gay
I prefer my drink without ice, not mixed with anything


And bitch that bank come everyday, I'm paid
And let me tell you, I make money every day, I'm rich


I wish a nigga come invade, get sprayed
I dare someone to invade me, they'll get shot


I stomp a nigga out like I got ten legs
I beat someone up as if I have ten legs


Then they fish the nigga up out the lake in ten days
Then they recover the body of the person from the lake after ten days


Behave, no ho, I'm on that Rage Rov
Behave, don't be a whore, I'm driving a Range Rover in anger


Cash Money, Young Money, ho that money age old
Cash Money, Young Money, we've had money for a long time


And can't a cage hold this animal from Hollygrove
No cage can contain this wild person from Hollygrove


Sorry mami I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed
Sorry, mom, I'm often under the influence of drugs, I'm extremely high


Got me copy rock star, Weezy Baby fuck these hos
I'm like a famous rock star, Lil Wayne doesn't care about these girls


Gotta pay me now for me to even take these hos
If you want me to be with these girls, you have to pay me upfront


Price sizing for a show and the flow
My performance fee is determined by the quality of my flow


So either Drama is my nigga, or that boy got doe
Either Drama is my close friend, or that person has a lot of money


Go figure that's my nigga, that's my nigga, my nerve
It's beyond comprehension, that's my friend, my confidant


If anybody else want it, sixty thousand a verse
If anyone else wants to collaborate, it will cost them $60,000 per verse


Yea!
Yeah!




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