Air Born Lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Yeahh 

Damn 

Hold on turn me up a little bit more 

Yeahh bitch 

Always wanted to do this shit 

This is it what 

Luccini (in front of) 

Ugh Ugh Ugh Nigga Yeah 

[Verse 1] 

Fresh up off the plane 

Real niggas embrace my music 

And bitches go insane 

Even the kids throwing up the gang? 

They dont bother pronouncing my name 

They just look at my chain 

Boy how much you spent on it? 

This ain't nothing but hard work 

and what you can get from it 

Ain't no toilet paper 

But this smell like the shit don't it? 

Smoking chronic and drinking pints 

til we get sick stomach 

And them suckers ain't gotta like it, cuz your bitch love it 

I'm a roll it, she gon' light it 

Tell me she in desperate need of a pilot 

I told her kick her feet up 

We gone go do my pit soon as I roll this weed up 

Call some friends of yours and we could all have a smoke out 

You ain't gotta hold it too long, 

this is rapper weed 

Couple hits is all you go need 

In my versace frames, I blaze, somewhere on a Island 

Smokin' some ray, middle of the day, drunk dialing 

Be suprised at how high a nigga get 

I'm a different kinda fly, we aint on the same shit, nigga 

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[Chorus] 

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[Verse 2] 

No need to apologize you should know how fly niggas do 

Only ez-widers, been done with them cigarillos fool 

I been on the road, shopping and killin them interviews 

Heard I just left a major deal, but my paper major still 

All of them fans in love with me cause I say what's real 

So I could never give a fuck how a hater feel 

But uh, everytime they send a driver for me and Will 

I call it, doin my talkin on the field 

At first niggas was tuff, they don't wanna be gangsta's now 

Traces of my flow, yea they copy and paste my style 

Wouldn't think I would notice it 

While in my hotel, smokin wit yo Bitch, FOOL! haha 

And this is it what, relax your feet, put on some music, roll a zip up 

And we gon smoke until its gone, never see me cuff 

Can't speak for sucka's who do 

Because I'm G'd up, what! haha 

[Chorus] 

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