Like they not gon' stare
I'm running out of air
But now it's more declare
I don't even breathe the same air
You got a baby boy or girl in there
To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air
Or at least inquire similar desires
And the air force scrambles fighters
Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere
Even then we got people out there drowning, gasping for air.
Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air
Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare
Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air
Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair
With that weed in the air
And never should you tear
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