Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air
... materialize her love for one who doesn't care
On the lines of a wire right in the nice air
To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare
Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear
Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.
I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.
Runnin' this bitch like i do not care
It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire
She showed no lover's care, mauled like she was just cuttin' air.
Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.
They tryin to say that i don't care
Season opener, finna be there
Then why the fuck am i yellin at air
I can smell it in the air
No, not on top but down there
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