When I first saw this video over at Seeing The Forest I laughed so hard, everybody in the apartment rushed to see what the hell I was watching. This has been a big hit among my family and friends, so much so that I decided to contact the author and ask them for the lyrics.

manicwithmark was extremly gracious. This is what he had to say :

I'm glad you enjoyed the video. I can't do Flash animation, and I don't look quite as sexy as Obama Girl in a skin tight tank top, so doing a picture collage was pretty much my only option. Some of the references were for stuff going on in the news around the time I posted it eight months ago, which during primary season is an eternity. But hopefully it still stands up.

I can't believe it has been around for 8 months now. I eat this stuff up and it just went under my radar. So without further ado, I give you "Baby Got Barack".

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Baby Got Barack
by manicwithmark

Oh, my Gawd, Becky.
Look at those politicians.
They're so lame.
They look like Jack Abramoff and stuff.
Talk about total dweebs!

I like Barack and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when the man walks in and he looks you in the face
And he greets with a warm embrace
You get inspired, wanna get im' elected
And if not get yo brain inspected

Deep in the seats of power
They know its their last hour
Oh baby, it's a really big witch-hunt
A media stunt

My homeboy tried to warn me
But that truth you got makes me so horny

Ooh, scandal cruisin'
The media needs a sin
"A smoker, a toker,
Played a little bit of real estate poker,"

Those websites pryin'
Not afraid of lyin'
His middle name is Hussein?
Fox News Bulls**t's lame.

I'm tired of punditry
Sayin' white boyz are the thing
Take the average American and ask him that
He gotta pack much black
So, vota's! (Yeah!) Vota's! (Yeah!)
Tired of takin it in the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell him to shake it! (shake it!) shake it! (shake it!)
Shake that healthy strut

Baby got Barack!

(Will Smith ears with a Beltway Booty)

Baby got Barack!

From Congress to, "The Chill"
He's ready to thrill
He just can't help himself, He's actin' like a president
A White House resident.

I wanna vote you in
And uh, ballot-drop, uh, uh
I ain't talkin' bout butterflies
'Cause hangin' chads are full o' lies

He got the brain to think it through, see,
He got eyes like Hubble
"Going to Iraq on the double
Would only cause a lot more trouble."

So I'm lookin' at the nominees
Lockstep zombies aimin' to please
You can have them zombies
I'll vote for my homey like Weezie

A word to Sharpton and Jackson, you better start relaxin'
Or get an Anglo-Saxon
One more term of a shmuck and you know that we'll be "f***ed"
Till the break of dawn
Bama' got it goin' on
Lotta bigots won't like this song.

'Cause them punks like to be so mean
Even Biden thought he was "clean."
He's on top, won't stop
And Edwards' at the Beauty Shop

So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
Don't wanna vote for another Brady? {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Stick it out!
Even Brit Hume's got to shout
Baby got Barack!

Baby got Barack!

Yeah, baby ... when it comes to presidents,
Op-Eds ain't got nothin'
to do with my selection. Weekly Standard? National Review? Washington Times?
Ha! Maybe if it was 1984

So your last name is Obama,
Your foes rhyme it with Osama
But Osama ain't got a thing on this bad Mama-Jama
Ain't no mo' drama, when he's won
The funk has just begun

He gave a speech to the DNC
He believes in the Land of the Free

Some politicians play that "hard" role
By the lobbyists, bought and sold
But Obama he don't wanna
He's raw like Beni-Hana

So some say he ain't black
Well I ain't down with that!
'Cause his mommy was white
And his daddy was ebony,
He'll stick it to the enemy!

To the paleface dames in the GOP:
You ain't it, Miss Thing!
So cool he's almost glacial
American Multi-racial

Some knucklehead tried to dis
'Cause Hillary's on their list
She got game but ain't a sensation
Like Obama with the nomination

So votas if ya feel irate
And want a Soul-Train Candidate
Dial 1-900-4-BARACK
And take our country back.
Baby got Barack!

Dreams of Our Fathers, yo. Make it come true.