Lyrics:
money longer than Nia's
Fuck chivalry I will end a chick's career
And return to forever, I am Chick Corea
At O'Hare Air with surface to air missiles
laying on his back
It's the typical the local Vatos back up the Vocals
Air breeze Air Holes missiles come off of shoulders
No back talk nah keep it gully
Interference in the
Defense zone suppress the enemy's integrated
Air defense system, protect one's own air
Power from surface-to-air missile attacks
And
Complete
See these missiles in the air
See these missiles in the air
All these missiles just for you
Pointed at me, pointed at you
You're about to die
Don't
j'mets le masque comme Ghost et ensuite je m'enfume
Audiogvive que l'on met dans l'SU
Vympel R-73, missile air-air russe
Il fait le Candide, oklm j'viens
Something's in the air
Something's in the air
Something's in the air
Something's in the air
Something's in the air
Something's in the air
In the air, something's, in the air, something's, in the air, something's
In the air, something's, in the air, something's, in the air, something's
Throw your hands in the air, in the air, in the air,
Throw your hands in the air, in the air, in the air,
Throw your hands in the air, in the air, in
Air out the snake ass bitch
Air out the snitch
Air out your whole gang with the shit they got
And then I air out your bitch
Air out air out air out
suffocating me, this time I'm coming up for air
Air, air, air, air, air, air
Air-air-air-air-air-air-air-air
Always try'na put your two cents in
Then
If I should die before I wake
It's 'cause you took my breath away
Losing you is like living in a world with no air
Oh
I'm here alone, didn't
En forme de pomme, des missiles, des missiles
Eh, Des missiles, des missiles
Eh
Je fais du rap j'ai des choses à dire (Ouais)
Parti de rien j'ai
magazine you peep the way we
Comin were controllin everywhere
We launch the missile clearin the air, yeah
I wanna clear the air
With the medal that's known
Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?
No air, air
No air, air
If I should fly before I wake
It's 'cause you took my breath away
We parté all night
2 Bottles henny on our side
We getting so high
Doing something you can never try
We lift our hands up in the air
In the air
Hands
going up the elevator to the clouds and the airplanes
Heaven is the after party come on baby don't be late
We won't be afraid to fall
I'm walking on air
When the silence comes
And the night is done
When the air sits still
You can hear them come
The men with their tanks
Tanks with their bombs
Bombs
It's MOG baby
Omar Dockn
Set up set up set up set up
huh huh
Circle don skill
Hands up air dancehall tun up huh
Hands up air me tun up dancehall
Slide, if you tryna see these missiles flying through the air
Slide, if you do, get on your knees and say a fuckin prayer
Slide, if you think that
man
Give him a gun he will (blow)
Put it in the air we will (blow)
Gotta get rich we will (blow)
My missile a whistle it will (blow)
All my life,
I
the air, the air, the air, the air, the air, the air
(Mama, look at me now)
Catch me in the air, the air, the air, the air, the air, the air
(Mama, look
Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?
If I should die before I wake
It's 'cause you took my breath away
Losing you is like living in
Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?
If I should die before I wake
It's 'cause you took my breath away
Losing you is like living in
un molard
Fait pas ta pince fait pas le homard
Je veux euros je veux dollars
Gros missile dans ton sonar
Ils me demandent c'est quoi cette air
Bouge
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