Dead Presidents Songtext
von Ty Dolla $ign

Rich
Son
Uh
Dolla sign, dollar
Quan
Dolla sign, dollar sign, dollar
(Metro Boomin want some more nigga)

Do it for a dead president (Do it for ′em)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for mine)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for a dead president)
I wanna see you do it for a dead president (Hey, hey, uh)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for the big)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for 50)
Girl, do it for a dead president (Do it for 50)
I wanna see you do it for a dead president


Make her clap on a handstand (Handstand)
Pole dippin', no ass (No ass)
Can you take it from the midnight? (Midnight)
Or would you run like Trinack? (Trinack)
Girl, can you ride like a Ducati? (Ducati)
Fast like a Ferrari? (Ferrari)
Flip you over on your back (Over on your back)
And slam like Shaq (Slam like Shaq)
She like it when I fuck her from the side (Side)
She like to drink Hennessy and get high (High)
Out of town bitches come through here with drinks (Drinks)
All these hoes be on the same things (Same things)
Baby wanna mob with the young, rich, and famous
Fuckin′ ball players and entertainers
Roll her blunts up, but she don't smoke papers
Said, "Bitch, don't you know I′m tailored?"
I′m a mack, I'm a player (I′m a player)
And she about her paper (Paper)
Lames can't call her (Call her)
She only fuck with ballers (Ballers)
I tell her like

Do it for a dead president (Do it for ′em)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for mine)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for a dead president)
I wanna see you do it for a dead president (Hey, hey, uh)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for the big)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for 50)
Girl, do it for a dead president (Do it for 50)
I wanna see you do it for a dead president (It's your boy Juicy J)


Gon′ head and show a nigga somethin' (Somethin')
Bust it open, let a nigga touch it (Touch it)
Show a nigga that you ain′t bluffin′ (Bluffin')
If I tip any more, we fuckin′ (Fuckin')
Do it for the dead presidents (Presidents)
Give me head like my name Bill Clinton (Bill Clinton)
I know you ain′t got no limits (No limits)
Tell your boyfriend to mind his business (His business)
Spend a night with me, that's priceless
Rubber bands on her, she dykin′
Shawty do it like a pro
Tryna act like she don't like it
Them niggas gon' be upset (Upset)
They mad (They mad), they hatin′ (They hatin′)
That cheddar get her naked
She suck dick for a small donation
If it ain't ′bout money, stop talkin' (Yah)
I ain′t with it if I can't make a profit (No)
Broke niggas can′t stand next to me
Unless they got my deposits
Spark my joint up full of broccoli
I lift off just like a rocket
Know y'all fuck niggas still talkin'
But I can′t hear you over my pockets

Do it for a dead president (Do it for ′em)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for mine)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for a dead president)
I wanna see you do it for a dead president (Hey, hey, uh)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for the big)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for 50)
Girl, do it for a dead president (Do it for 50)
I wanna see you do it for a dead president

You won't get in my residence (Nah, nigga)
I got a concierge sittin′ at the gate (For security)
Stackin' them dead presidents (How you feel, Quan?)
Feelin′ like Larenzo Tate (Hey)
I bet them dead presidents'll make her stay (Ooh)
I bet them dead presidents′ll make her get naked (Bet)
Talkin' 'bout she celibate (Ha)
′Til I whip my dick out, now she wanna fuck (Huh?)
Bitch, I need dead presidents (Money)
The bitch got mad ′cause I'm fuckin′ her friends
Should have went through my phone
You'd have found the evidence (I′m crazy)
These bitches ain't shit, she′ll leave
That nigga for all these dead presidents
My swag on one plus ninety-nine (A hundred)
Started with a million, graduated to a dime
Can't touch this shit, nigga, hammer time
I got a trust fund waitin' on my grandson
Can′t touch this shit, can′t touch this shit, nigga
What you gon' do, Quan? (Go fuck ′em)
Shoot it at the head
Bankroll fold like a futon, nigga, I ain't playin′
Nigga, I ain't changed (Nah)
The money did, dumbass (Stupid)
The money ain′t the same
Now it's comin' down fast (Yeah)
Lil′ shawty got a dumb ass (Ooh)
I′ma tell the ho to bend that ass over and

Do it for a dead president (Do it for 'em)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for mine)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for a dead president)
I wanna see you do it for a dead president (Hey, hey, uh)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for the big)
Do it for a dead president (Do it for 50)
Girl, do it for a dead president (Do it for 50)
I wanna see you do it for a dead president

All this money on the floor
Look at my Rollie, it′s time to go
I told my niggas where we goin'
Shit, Lord knows
All this money on the floor
Look at my Rollie, it′s time to go
I told my niggas where we goin'
Lord knows