Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air
It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear
No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share
Got our middle fingers in the air,
You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air
The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there
I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air
Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there
And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere
Even then we got people out there drowning, gasping for air.
She showed no lover's care, mauled like she was just cuttin' air.
Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair
I can smell it in the air
Season opener, finna be there
When they open the box and inhale the pale air.
Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear
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