Prince Ali Obama - Rucka Rucka Ali

Uh Michelle.

Uh Melanie

What’s that sound outside?

Make way for my Denali

Make way I’m Bengali

Since I’ve been out of the White House

I’ve been standing in line at the Welfare Office

Smoking a blunt with the cast of Entourage

That’s good shit Turtle

Finally I could stop with the white

Boy lies so here’s what I’m really like

It’s Ali, House of Saudi, Barry Obama

Drivin me a stolen Audi that belongs to me

I get arrested sometimes, my vest contains a bomb

I was born in North Vietnam and in Bali

It’s Ali, I’m a Sunni from Alabama

Eating me a bucket of drums from KFC

(Ay who the hell is this guy?)

I’m you with an expensive tie

Still using White House WIFI on my 3G

(He's a pimp standing on the street corner)

But I live here

(He's a black guy, please call the police)

Uh I ask that you don’t

(He's a Muslim preparin' my shawarma)

Paid by big Pharma

I’m a piece of African radical black panther Arab-American dream

It’s Ali smokin' some tree daddy Obama

(Bitch Better have my money)

Nigerian prince stealing your identity

I spread the word of Allah

In a stolen Impala

I was born in North Africa probably

On the streets mowing down fuckin' honkeys

(Move bitch get out the way)

I was Bin Laden’s tribe originally

(That's my nigga, That’s my nigga)

I’m jihading around on a donkey

I was born in East Pakistan

Uzbekistan

Kazakhstan

Afghanistan and

The ghetto of Haiti in jail

It’s Ali at Mickey D’s

Smokin' a crack rock

Can you please pass me the chicken nigga please

From the White House to a tent

I’m always late on my rent

I’m serving life sentences

Smokin a blunt

I’m airplanes crashing in 2001

I’m the fear that Americans

Feeling ever since Abraham Lincoln freed me

I’m me

Suck my D

I need money

(I don’t like white people)