Air Bender

作词 : B.O.B

作曲 : B.O.B

Air Bender -B.o.B

Too real

Yeah yeah

Rush hour fresh out the dealership

Me and my homies eat the filthy fish

I ain't even worried about a silly bitch

Tell the feds chill with the censorship

Members only I'm the only member

With a membership

Trying real hard not to conversate

With pessimists

Who always want to see you

Fall down like the london bridge

Same song sung by a bunch of kids

Can I live

Tabloids watching which crib

Competition and the bitches

Got my name on they lips

Takin'shots like 187

Is they favorite offense

Real dawg should've came with a fence

Smokin'tree baby I could pitch you a tent

Alot of windows don't be selfish

Baby call you a friend

I should make 'em box for benihana

Wake up in the mornin'feed 'em

Left over benihana

Eatin'sushi off her body

No karate I'm the

3Ninjas tum tum colt amp rocky

Plus boy van damme

Polo can't manage

Even with my eyes shut

I would never take damage too real

You should build a room for the panic

Switch my whole style up

Capoeira fight dancing

Not to say I'm bobby gettin'fancy

I should probably change my name to jamie

Soo young lead me in a winehouse

Juntao kidnap her throw her in the 'cedes

Now the asian enjoyin them some dim sum

You don't know about it need to get one

How the car new but the rims young

You got the foreign whip

So what I'm on my 10th one

I just ni**a ten ten ten

I just ni**a ten ten ten

I just ni**a ten ten ten

I just ni**a ten ten ten

I just ni**a ten ten ten

I just ni**a ten ten ten

I just ni**a ten ten ten

I just ni**a

Yeah niggas we deep in this bitch right

Stacking all the millions like 'jitsu

I'm a great white you're fish food

We should talk face to face like men do

But you too used to makin'

Moves how a bitch move

Probably wear the same pad

That your bitch use

I'm just tryna show you

What you been through

Spinnin'in the same circle like a rim do

Og in the game strokes beard like rick rub'

Tokyo they whippin'in the caddy

We can drift too

When I drift through

Bad bitch mixed with hindu

She got every shoe except issues

Bag full of money mac makeup and a shih tzu

Or sake shots for my little geisha

She'd rather die than give up our location

She gone turn to chun li in any altercation

I ain't gon lie that kinda turn me on

**** her in the 'cedes

I just ni**a ten ten ten

Jitsu jitsu jitsu jitsu

I just ni**a ten ten ten

I just ni**a ten ten ten

I just ni**a ten ten ten

I just ni**a ten ten ten

I just ni**a ten ten ten

I just ni**a

Jitsu jitsu jitsu jitsu

The you 'cedes

Jitsu jitsu jitsu jitsu

The you 'cedes

Jitsu jitsu jitsu jitsu

This is only the beginning

The road gets tougher

Now that you're a ninja

And if I told you that

I guess it would ruin the moment

So I'll tell you later