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I fell in love with you under the Southern Skies
The hot humid air like sweet potato pie
The willow boughs dancing with the fireflies
Beneath

love lives in the air
And I miss my sweet potato
Honey bunch of blanket-tucking loving from you

Living in all our hearts, dynasties can't be buried

she sending me an XO when she text me
Like we playing a game of tic tac toe
But you she is my ex
I can never come back to the nest
In the air like hot

Stuck In the middle of pandemic
Got me going nowhere.
Even tho I'm doing ok
But I need some fresh air

Professional couch potato
Yet I still get

potato
Get in the air when I'm throwing the dough
Saucing and cheesing, don't forget the veggies and meat
Just no artichokes
I be hating on the mushrooms,

Porn Wars Deluxe

Frank Zappa

Understanding America

2012

Senator Hollings: Porn Rock
Senator Trible: Rather the emotional damage is more subtle
Senator Hollings: Willy nilly over the air
?: (And hear it now

bout a price tag 

I'm spitting fire i'm going volcano 
You talk too much choppa make you tornado 
Im cooking these niggas potato
They in my hands and i

ain't talking 'bout no microchips
We ain't talking 'bout no poker chips
We just wanna eat potato chips
We just wanna eat potato chips
We ain't talking

You're tired and you're out of money
So you think you'd be on the grind
But that isn't what's on your mind
Quit being such a couch potato
Stop

potato don't do no small fries
Ball headed like Pac baby I need all eyes
I go for the whole potato don't do no small fries
Ball headed like Pac baby I need

niggas didn't care?
How many times I let it slide
We could’ve took it there
How many times a nigga really
Felt it in the air?
How many times they hit

I can feel it in the air
Inhale exhale in the air
Orishas with me everywhere
No we not living in fear
You ain't with us don't interfere
How your life

San Ber'dino

Frank Zappa

Strictly Commercial: The Best of Frank Zappa

1995

in a winnebago
His name is bobby, he looks like a potato

She's in love with a boy
>from the rodeo
Who pulls the rope on the chute
When they let those

In the Air

Craig Smith

Sickology 101

2009

squirt
When you only shootin' in the air like fireworks (Pussy)
If suckers still on that hatin' shit
I'll stuff 'em in a bag like potato chips
I'll

moves
But I'ma flip the channel on you niggas just stay tuned
I'm the real Fresh Prince, new crib in Bel Air
And I feel so free, the cheetah print in

another minute slip right thru my hands
So it's gon be an air raid, I'm bout to air it out
Hope I dont murder anybody that you care about
Niggas saw me

boy just like you need it
Better call the fire man when i'm showing up 
I'm burning up the spot blowing it up
Cause I’m a hot girl
I’m a hot potato hot

Kind of annoyed with the results
Frustrated just toss
The anger somewhere else
It's an impulse
Game of hot potato
And it's hot, wanna place the blame

a sonnet
Keep it on hold 
Know I'm getting old 
But imma stay fresh 
Like this be bel air 
Snap on the beat 
I rap to the snares
I am an Apple 
And you is

Numb from the pain, I can go without it (I can go without it)
Numb from the pain, all these bitches know about it (Yeah-yeah)
Potato on the barrel, shots

Dump Truck

E-40

History: Function Music

2012

uh
Easy back it up bring it back come rewind
Double D top, 43 inch behind
Booty duty onion booty
Baby do your dance drop it like a hot potato
Do

hands up in the air
And shout hey hey hey hey hey hey
Throw your hands up in the air
And shout oh oh oh oh oh oh
And if you're feeling yourself say yeah

him get down 
To the music, oh oh 
Sweet reggae music, oh oh 
He do the mash potato and he do the twist
He do the alligator and the splashy fish
He do

komole
Let it go in the air
Let it go in the air
Oya komole
Go down low low
Lift your hands to heavens
Oya komole
Make some shout of praises
Let it go in