Trump's Campaign Song

Obama was born a Kenyan man
Not a natural born citizen, not an American
They claimed he was Hawaiian, that’s just an evil plan
Barack was born a Kenyan man

His father was an African conspirator
Who wanted the US White House for his son
Barack was born on the mud floor of some jungle hut
U.S. birth certificate? I have not seen one

Obama was born a Kenyan man
Not a natural born citizen, not an American
They claimed he was Hawaiian, that’s just an evil plan
Barack was born a Kenyan man

They showed a birth certificate saying he was born here
Asked if I’m convinced and now believe
I responded, “How the hell’d he get in Harvard, Lord
He’s to bla... dumb to make the Ivy League

Let Me Frost You Cinna Bon

Cinna, Cinna, Cinna, Cinna Bon
Cinna Bon, Cinna Bon, Cinna Bon
Cinna Bon, let me frost you
Let me frost you, Cinna Bon
Let me frost you, that's all I wanna do
Cinna Bon, let me frost you
Let me frost you, Cinna Bon
Let me frost you, let me drool for you
Cinna Bon let me tell you what I wanna do
I’ll unroll you then, I’ll stick a fork in you
Cinna Bon let me tell you what I wanna do
I wanna lick you, wanna bite you, wanna scarf you too
In the airport or the mall
I cannot resist your call, Cinna
'Cause you know how much I love you when you are warm
Cinna, I'll make you more than just a cinnamon dream
I wanna frost you, Cinna
Baby, cause you make me wanna scream
Let me frost you, frost you

Baby, baby, when I pick at you
I feel your warm, sticky inside
There's something about your cinna goo
That keeps me satisfied

I wouldn't lie to you, baby
It's mainly a physical thing
This hunger that I got for you, baby
Makes me wanna sing

CHORUS:
I drool for you
I think I love you
I drool for you
I think I love you

Cinna Bon, let me frost you
Let me frost you, Cinna Bon
Let me frost you, that's all I wanna do
Cinna Bon, let me frost you
Let me frost you, Cinna Bon
Let me frost you, let me drool for you
Drool for you

Baby, baby, when I sit with you
There's no place I'd rather be
I need a shower to wash off the goo-
ey things that you do to me

I wouldn't lie to you, baby
I'm physically inflated by you
This craving that I got for you, baby
The reason why my belly grew

CHORUS

Yes sir, one more bite
Say yeah
I drool for you (I think I love you)
I drool for you (I, I, I think I love you)

Cinna Bon, let me frost you
Let me frost you, Cinna Bon
Let me frost you, that's all I wanna do
Cinna Bon, let me frost you
Let me frost you, Cinna Bon
Let me frost you, let me drool for you
Cinna Bon won't you tell me what you wanna do
Do you drool for me, the way I drool for you
Cinna Bon let me tell you what I wanna do
I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too
Let me take you in my hands
Let's drip frosting on my pants, Cinna
'Cause you know that I'm the one to keep you warm
Cinna, I'll make you more than just a physical dream
I wanna frost you, Cinna
Baby, cause you make me wanna scream
Feel for you

I drool for you (Oooh, drool for you)
I drool it too (Oooh, drool for you)
I drool for you (Oooh, drool for you)