Rob the Prez-O-Dent That Handsome Devil

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Uh, four score and seven beers ago, uh-huh

Uh, sittin' on the front stoop, wonderin' what we gonna do?
What the world come to, who you gonna run to?
Another year older and deeper in debt
I'm gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent
You pay those bills, and you get that rent
I'm gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

Fillin' up the backpack, back in the Cadillac
Rollin' down to D.C. to get my money back
Oh man, this is awesome, a-loadin' up a shotgun
A-bury me in cash in a big black coffin
A-runnin' through the White House, mask on, lights out
In the Oval Office like, "Empty yo' pockets"
Stickin' up Congress, purses, watches

Well, I ain't seen green since I don't know when
I'm gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent
I don't make no money, don't make no sense
I'm gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent
You gotta pay those bills, you gotta get that rent
I'm gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent
Another year older and deeper in debt
I'm gonna rob the Prez-O-Dent

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