Og like the prince of bel air,
We both grown and i dont care
Everyday we live and breathe the air
She's got me love stoned from everywhere
On the lines of a wire right in the nice air
Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair
Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.
And them which is more of a circus than a fair
Got our middle fingers in the air,
I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair
Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair
I'm steady well known from here to bel air
When they open the box and inhale the pale air.
Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare
Multiple middle fingers in the air
Another 5, eli won't even be there
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