Ass N the Air
Ass in the air
Bring that ass over here
Ass in the air bring that ass over here
Real Nigga run a different a play
Don't talk about it b about
Handle it things a whole different way
Pray to God thank him everyday
4 making me
Knowing death is just a kiss away
World full of make believes
The truth it can set free
Hustle hard and get it from the st
Stay heated Don't play wit this sk
Put ur face on Tee shirt
Have ur memories all fade away
I'm the one that know to bomb first place
Cuz u was flexing n the first place
Punk bitch actin thirsty
Hate on somebody else
Don't play wit me nigga go
Play somebody else
100 lb to me light work
100 Shot yah b shit n diaper
100 artist in a sifer
It wasn't all about the money
U Can call me a timer
Old money with this new Money
I'm flexxin all designer
Aye tell them bitches bring they ass over here
And put that ass n the air
Oh im too real to even say im from street
With all these fake nigga rappin bout the street
Im in the street from the street
Right down the street pull up about 100 deep right on ur street
Like tell them bitches bring they ass over here
And put that ass in the air
6 figure in my b of America
In Thailand mission America
Majors is minor real Westd
Met one nighter got a flat
Had a hooneymoon and Wife'd her
Favor for a favor I would never save
Fifi's the lighter so imma the calculator
100 Bitch at the Club
Plus 300 haters that a cold 400
Pulled up out his paystub and spent up all his paper
That a jack ass dummy
We was raised a lil different
Then u was lil nigga
I make it do what it does Lil nigga
And If u was that nigga
I guess. I'm everything u was lil nigga
Cold as polar bear that been in line
In the winter time and make a Hater
That ain't never been a friend of mine
So it appears
I'm respected and fear
Out here I swear im Anything but a damn square
Anywhere that u from
Don't matter around here
So many friend on the teer
Mfer dont care really though
Aye tell them bitches bring they ass over here
And put that ass n the air
Oh im too real to even say im from street
With all these fake nigga rappin bout the street
Im in the street from the street
Right down the street pull up about 100 deep right on ur street
Like tell them bitches bring they ass over here
And put that ass in the air
And tell ur bitches bring that ass over
And put that ass in the air
Bring that ass over here
Ass in the air bring that ass over here
Real Nigga run a different a play
Don't talk about it b about
Handle it things a whole different way
Pray to God thank him everyday
4 making me
Knowing death is just a kiss away
World full of make believes
The truth it can set free
Hustle hard and get it from the st
Stay heated Don't play wit this sk
Put ur face on Tee shirt
Have ur memories all fade away
I'm the one that know to bomb first place
Cuz u was flexing n the first place
Punk bitch actin thirsty
Hate on somebody else
Don't play wit me nigga go
Play somebody else
100 lb to me light work
100 Shot yah b shit n diaper
100 artist in a sifer
It wasn't all about the money
U Can call me a timer
Old money with this new Money
I'm flexxin all designer
Aye tell them bitches bring they ass over here
And put that ass n the air
Oh im too real to even say im from street
With all these fake nigga rappin bout the street
Im in the street from the street
Right down the street pull up about 100 deep right on ur street
Like tell them bitches bring they ass over here
And put that ass in the air
6 figure in my b of America
In Thailand mission America
Majors is minor real Westd
Met one nighter got a flat
Had a hooneymoon and Wife'd her
Favor for a favor I would never save
Fifi's the lighter so imma the calculator
100 Bitch at the Club
Plus 300 haters that a cold 400
Pulled up out his paystub and spent up all his paper
That a jack ass dummy
We was raised a lil different
Then u was lil nigga
I make it do what it does Lil nigga
And If u was that nigga
I guess. I'm everything u was lil nigga
Cold as polar bear that been in line
In the winter time and make a Hater
That ain't never been a friend of mine
So it appears
I'm respected and fear
Out here I swear im Anything but a damn square
Anywhere that u from
Don't matter around here
So many friend on the teer
Mfer dont care really though
Aye tell them bitches bring they ass over here
And put that ass n the air
Oh im too real to even say im from street
With all these fake nigga rappin bout the street
Im in the street from the street
Right down the street pull up about 100 deep right on ur street
Like tell them bitches bring they ass over here
And put that ass in the air
And tell ur bitches bring that ass over
And put that ass in the air
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Writer(s): Boretta Da General
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