Parodies Barack's House Lyrics:
Mmmh!
Mmmh! mmmh-hmmmh.
[Whistle.]

Ow, it's a White House.
We finally made it,
Just lettin' the bro' hang out.
Obama's White House,
Might paint it black, put a hoop out back.
(Rush Limbaugh has a heart attack.)

Oww, Barack's house.
Well, come November everybody knows,
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This is how the story goes:

Obama beats John McCain,
And then he loads on the hub,
The movin' van, yeah, yeah.
How can he lose to some old white dude?
Fifty states, November 4th,
Two thousand eight.
(He's a winnin' man!)

His crib's the White House
Yeow, thanks to Oprah Winfrey,
He's a-lettin' us all hang out.
It'll be Barack's house.
First Lady's got back, that's a fact.
You better not talk no slack, yeow!
Lyrics: Barack's House, Parodies [end]