Official Music Video
George Bush by Lil Wyte
Lyrics & Translation
English
Some people call it dro some people call it Kush
If it's some mutherfuckin killer Imma call it George Bush
Imma call it George Bush Imma call it George Bush
If it's some mutherfuckin killer Imma call it George Bush
Make way folks George Bush comin' through
This some mutherfuckin killer so you know what it do
Put you on your ass make you wanna fall asleep and crash
Or have you sittin around all day laughin' at the trash
This that potent, dat sticky icky icky ew we
Betcha Jonesy with just a lil puff of my trees
Come and get it I try to keep it with me at all times
If you lookin' for a quarter that'll be $155
This ain't a mutherfuckin train wreck more like a plane wreck
If you can't handle it you should take a rain check
Call it George Bush; it's some mutherfuckin killer B
And to find it you ain't gotta go all the way to D.C.
Break it down roll it light it up take a puff
Slowly exhale cuz if you don't it's gonna come out rough
I've been smoking since I was 12 but this shits kinda tough
All you really need is one hit but to me that's not enough
Tryin' to take it from the bong and end up coughin' up a lung
But see these pipes ain't for me so usually I stuff a blunt
You can find me in the white house sittin in the cut
Smokin' George Bush with purple syrup chillin' in my cup
This an everyday thang man I gotta stay slum
Smokin' tokin' jokin' chokin' till I get the job done
This ain't Bin Laden it's George Bush fucker have some fun
Lookin for some killa kill I know I just found ya some
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of George Bush by Lil Wyte
George Bush* (original Lil Wyte)
Some people call it dro some people call it Kush
If it's some mutherfuckin killer Imma call it George Bush
Imma call it George Bush Imma call it George Bush
If it's some mutherfuckin killer Imma call it George Bush
Make way folks George Bush comin' through
This some mutherfuckin killer so you know what it do
Put you on your ass make you wanna fall asleep and crash
Or have you sittin around all day laughin' at the trash
This that potent, dat sticky icky icky ew we
Betcha Jonesy with just a lil puff of my trees
Come and get it I try to keep it with me at all times
If you lookin' for a quarter that'll be $155
This ain't a mutherfuckin train wreck more like a plane wreck
If you can't handle it you should take a rain check
Call it George Bush; it's some mutherfuckin killer B
And to find it you ain't gotta go all the way to D.C.
Break it down roll it light it up take a puff
Slowly exhale cuz if you don't it's gonna come out rough
I've been smoking since I was 12 but this shits kinda tough
All you really need is one hit but to me that's not enough
Tryin' to take it from the bong and end up coughin' up a lung
But see these pipes ain't for me so usually I stuff a blunt
You can find me in the white house sittin in the cut
Smokin' George Bush with purple syrup chillin' in my cup
This an everyday thang man I gotta stay slum
Smokin' tokin' jokin' chokin' till I get the job done
This ain't Bin Laden it's George Bush fucker have some fun
Lookin for some killa kill I know I just found ya some
George Bush (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Algunas personas lo llaman dro, algunas personas lo llaman Kush
Si es un maldito asesino, lo llamaré George Bush
Lo llamaré George Bush, lo llamaré George Bush
Si es un maldito asesino, lo llamaré George Bush
Abran paso, gente, George Bush viene
Esto es un maldito asesino, así que sabes lo que hace
Te pondrá de culo, te hará querer dormirte y chocar
O te tendrá sentado todo el día riéndote de la basura
Esto es potente, pegajoso, pegajoso, pegajoso, ew, nosotros
Apuesto a que Jonesy con solo una pequeña calada de mis árboles
Ven y tómalo, intento tenerlo conmigo en todo momento
Si buscas un cuarto, serán $155
Esto no es un maldito accidente de tren, más bien un accidente de avión
Si no puedes manejarlo, deberías posponerlo
Llámalo George Bush; es un maldito asesino B
Y para encontrarlo no tienes que ir hasta D.C.
Desmenúzalo, enróllalo, enciéndelo, da una calada
Exhala lentamente porque si no, saldrá áspero
He estado fumando desde los 12, pero esto es algo difícil
Todo lo que realmente necesitas es una calada, pero para mí no es suficiente
Intentando tomarlo del bong y terminando tosiendo un pulmón
Pero mira, estas pipas no son para mí, así que usualmente relleno un blunt
Puedes encontrarme en la Casa Blanca sentado en el corte
Fumando George Bush con jarabe morado enfriándose en mi vaso
Esto es algo de todos los días, hombre, tengo que quedarme en el barrio bajo
Fumando, fumando, bromeando, ahogándome hasta que termine el trabajo
Esto no es Bin Laden, es George Bush, cabrón, diviértete
Buscando algo de hierba asesina, sé que acabo de encontrarte algo
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