If you're havin' bank problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but Mitt's not one

[Verse 1]
I got protesters saying our economy blows
And my Wall Street brothers want Occupy closed
You bitches keep saying, "No change = no votes."
I work for the banks, stupid. What type of threats are those?
The gas pump's where your whole paycheck goes
It’s been a long time since you was havin' cash flow
So, fuck my critics: you can kiss my gas-hole
If you don't like my lyrics, then you can hit the road
Who cares about the polls? This election’s a show
You wanna vote for Mitt? I don't give a shit, so
News mags try to use my weak ass
So advertisers give them more cash for ads, fuckers
I don't know what you take me as
But understand the intelligence Obama has
You're from riches to rags, bitches; I ain't dumb
I got 99 problems but Mitt’s not one

[Hook]
99 problems but Mitt ain’t one
With all your bank problems I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but Mitt’s not one
Hit me
[Verse Two]
The year is 2009, and the White House is mine
But the economy’s in full motherfucking decline
My choices at the time were to shit on the poor or
Fellate the banks to get elected once more
Now, I’m not tryin' to fight JP Morgan Chase
Got their campaign dollars so I can win the race
So, I suck their dick and watch the country implode
I heard: "Son, do you know how to cheat the tax code?”
Well, I'm young, and I'm rich, and my tax rate’s low
Don’t I look like a one-percenter? Mitt, you would know
Did I pass your test, or should I guess some mo’?
“No, just tell us what you sent down to Mexico”
(laughs) If you think I’m stepping down from office for
Trafficking weapons in their drug-cartel war
I ain't steppin’ down from shit ‘cause this president's legit
"Well, do you mind if we see that birth certificate?”
All my records are blocked, you conspiracy hack
And I know my rights, so you gon' need a warrant for that
"Wow, aren't you sharp as a tack. Are you some type of lawyer or something?"
Well, I’m not a lawyer for nothin’
I passed the bar so I know quite a bit
Enough that you don’t stand a fuckin’ chance, Mitt
"Well, let’s see how smart you are when the election comes.”
I got 99 problems, but this bitch ain't one
[Hook]

[Outro]
Criminal, fraud, repression, deceit
I murder and I plunder for the world elite
We invade countries till we have all they own
(I have a dream)
Well, I have a drone

I’m Barack Obama, and I like this remix