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air robbie - cloud 9 lyrics

[intro: air robbie]
yeah
aye

[verse 1: air robbie}

i’m ammendin’
again i’m defendin’ it
been in a betta since i had been in this
hittin’ this for awhile like it’s a feminist
game
i’m gettin it
fame
you betta miss
i’m perfectin’ it
imma be getting it
i’m defendin’ enough to be runnin’ it
i’mma be gunnin’ it
i’m gunnin’ it
i’mma beat on this beat like it’s an mc
md in this b-tch ain’t got a degree
i’m a be in this b-tch just get y’all seat
ocd n-gga make you od
oh see me pulpit like an og
do-see-do over hoes please
choose wisely ‘fore you insult me
b-tch please you ain’t know me
cold beat like a mu’f-cka kobe
old school metal like a n-gga f-ckin’ volbeat
in the lead and a mu’f-cka cozy
so please don’t act like you know me
we don’t even talk but you act like we homies
switch up what you say then ask for the old me
n-gga that like oldies
grew up and now you want beef
f-ckin’ blow me n-gga
consult me n-gga
bump me like cocaine
nuclear, hussein
who say dey want it make a n-gga p-ssy
’cause we can do this 2 ways
trife -ss n-gga get in a fist fight
plight ’cause i bring knife
gun fight
turn this sh-t into friday night lights
hang above a mu’f-cka mid flight
like a kite
but you’s a blight when i put the rage on
when i put the range on
cape on
slaughter n-gga pagan
pesos i pay on
spray on
with the wraith gone
make you pay some
like a freemason
illuminatic like a nas song
but when i face off
keep a poker face on
poltergeist drug dealer
when i make you take some
but you won’t even pay crumb
with the album face on
yo is the b-ss on

[bridge: air robbie]

n-ggas with me like a pack mule
ain’t trippin end of months when the f-ckin’ stack due
got your b-tch with her back blew out
make her -ss different shades of black blue
yeah

[verse 2: dryl body & -air robbie-]

-i take your b-tch
and f-ck her with her bangs on
i f-ck her with my chains on
cause you the one i changed on
n-gga-
she f-ck with me the long way
she f-ck with me the wrong way
i’m feeling just like kanye
her booty be like kim k
they caught me with the drugs
then they locked me up like tay-k
my b-tch just gon’ rejoice
and have a party on my first day
out like i’m gucci
free like i’m boosie
show up to the party
who the first to throw me p-ssy
and you know i’m off the sh-ts
once i look her in her eyes
then you knew i took your b-tch
you can go and throw some hands
but i showed up with my clique
leave some holes up in your mans
’cause we showed up with our clips

[verse 3: sideshow the king]

i’m a trash artist
that’s a tough talk
saw your girlfriend
at the sl-t walk
how she doing?
got her toes done
at the parlor there
that i done bought
maybe i banged her
i won’t tell you
she in the garden growing parsnips
air robbie and i be flexing
’cause your girls sleeping on an artist
i been in this state of reclusiveness
’cause i don’t give a f-ck b-tch
cliche
rap talk
but i don’t care you dumb b-tch
sh-t
i surprise myself
i don’t even get to disguise myself
i put your girl in the full size belt
and in the summer in between these thighs i belch
ugh
but i’m still the same
in the coach me and nick
we feel the pain
but i’m done acting like i know sh-t
so after all i just k!lled the names
you got bad blood
i got a bad brain
twisted enough to go dead aim
and i twisted enough to go insane
f-ck it i’ll save it for a rainy day
party monster with a death wish
they only play me for my best sh-t
i would’ve f-ck your b-tch last night
but her breath smelled like fresh sh-t
so i’m going off right (don’t do it)
up in the lime light (don’t do it)
you really wanna fight (don’t do it)
oh you think you’re a tough guy (don’t do it)
this sh-t about me
and that’s the d-mn theme song
she want me for my ding
dong
i’m going king
kong
this is ape sh-t for the recharge
ironic cause i gotta be smart
to impress everybody in a town
skrt cause everyone here is a r-t-rd
no offense to the ones feeling vulnerable
but my chill on this sh-t is so comfortable
i just glide and this sh-t is so memorable
if you think that my sh-t is insufferable
i got news for you cause i’m so utterable
under the table
compatible
that mean i’m bad as f-ck
i’m going rad as f-ck
and now i’m mad as f-ck
because you asked for somethin’
anything could be said right now
i’m thinking i’m feeling dead right now
after the check i get fed right now
after i hit my eyes red right now
king koopa
sideshow
man the homies start checking your sh-t
go in the town and they crackin’ my sh-t
after i rent it like checkin’ my sh-t
like a super pipeline
but i’ve been waitin’ for the right time
and after a quick
avalanche
on your -ss
i’ll stay
focused and
finish my climb up

[outro: sideshow the king]

aye
sideshow
aye

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