"AIR OUT THE BLOCK!" lyrics

"AIR OUT THE BLOCK!"

C-C-C-C-C-C-Cypher
Hol' on (That weed go crazy!)
Hey, ayy, hey, yeah

Ooh, ooh, hey, air out the block (Wow, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, bop, bop, bop)
Ooh, ooh, hey, air out the block (Ooh, hey, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt)

Fuck all the chit-chat, go get your get-back, go get your bitch back, yeah (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
I got a big bag, she got a big ass, she throw it back in the back of the 'Vette (Wow, okay, okay)
She started rushing 'cause she wan' fuck me, told her to suck me, she call me back (Yeah, yeah, hol' on, hol' on)
She get disgusting up in my front seat, kick her ass out, that hoe made a mess (Hey, skrrt)
This GT too fast, the hoe be too bad, the whole gang got cash, don't mean to flex (Hol' on, wow, yeah, yeah)
I am a nomad, left wrist on stone, man, fuckin' your hoe man, blow like (Left wrist, okay, woo!)
I don't do romance, she don't use no hands, gettin' my dick sucked, hold up, might study (What, what, what)
Hands on her toe, man, touchin' on four mans, hit her from the back while I put it in (Wow)
Wearin' my Louis V cologne, clutchin' on a Chrome, she took off my clothes (Brrt)
I'm in a Murcielago Ghost, blowin' pounds of dope, fuckin' on this hoe (Skrrt, skrrt)
This bitch a model [?], love to do some coke, semen in her nose (Okay)
She gettin' freaky on the pole, and in the Rolls, givin' me a show (Yeah, yeah, hol' on, hol' on)
I just made 500k from lookin' fly and talkin' shit on microphones (No cap)
I got a different type of hoe, now she [?], you don't even know (Hol' on, hol' on, know)
I'm in a different type of mode, different type of clothes, different type of dope (Wow)
I just spent ten up on a coat, not a twenty, bought some double [?] (Yeah, yeah)
My dad was pressed by the boat, now I'm flexin' like my pops (Skrrt, flex)
Hide the Perc inside my sock, 'fore police saw what I stock (Brrr)
Baby, suck me, do not stop, lord protect me with this Glock (Don't stop, bop, bop, bop, bop)

Ooh, ooh, hey, air out the block (Wow, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, bop, bop, bop)
Ooh, ooh, hey, air out the block (Ooh, hey, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt)

Hey, wow
Suck me, she call me back, hey


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