Air It Out (feat. Big Head) - FOXX

Ain't that dj chose over there? Ooh, that's a hardbody beat Put that .40 to his forehead What the fuck you thinkin' bout? He talkin' like he on the air We gon' have to air it out Ooh, hit a fuck nigga with that tool Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news Put that .40 to his forehead What the fuck you thinkin' 'bout? He talkin' like he on the air We gon' have to air it out Ooh, hit a fuck nigga with that tool Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news How that glock go? (Baow) How that draco? Youngin' take souls (Yeah) Get that case closed Get it done, fuck me though Get the drop, I say go Steeze on him, got a cold If he tend to fuck his hope They watchin' my moves, they tellin' they people I got some goons and all of 'em lethal All of these sticks, ain't none of 'em legal Swervin' in jeeps, we jeepers creepers Bitch gon' fuck me just to get back Give me that drop, don't want your cash Missed that opp, we doublin' back Hit 'em in the front, came out his back All black hoody, ain't no mask Catch him in the car, leave him on the dash Keep that dough, or that stash Fuck what you claim, you get no pass Where your toe? we play tag He ain't gangster, take his flag Catch him in traffic, make him crash Shout out in person, that's that bag Put that .40 to his forehead What the fuck you thinkin' 'bout? He talkin' like he on the air We gon' have to air it out Ooh, hit a fuck nigga with that tool Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news Put that .40 to his forehead What the fuck you thinkin' 'bout? He talkin' like he on the air We gon' have to air it out Ooh, hit a fuck nigga with that tool Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news I ain't runnin' from him, no way He own the glock but that bitch ain't got no jump Run up on opp, pussy nigga get closer These hoes gon' fuck on all of us 'cause we got it I got like five racks inside my pocket Fuck on your thot in my blue and green Balenciagas You nigga talkin' like you with it, ain't got no choppers I'm ridin' with some killers, we all 'bout violence The mileage You got beef like you wanna see the bitch squirt with it, extended mags These niggas ain't really at, better get you that My niggas really got bad hoes from Trinidad They from Trinidad I'm tryna get that Put that .40 to his forehead What the fuck you thinkin' 'bout? He talkin' like he on the air We gon' have to air it out Ooh, hit a fuck nigga with that tool Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news Put that .40 to his forehead What the fuck you thinkin' 'bout? He talkin' like he on the air We gon' have to air it out Ooh, hit a fuck nigga with that tool Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news

Midnight on the water I saw the oceans daughter Walkin' through the burnin' rain Hopin' just to know her name And I can't get it out of my head No, I can't get it out of my head Now my old world is gone for dead 'Cause I can't get it out of my head Breakdown on the shore line I can't move, I've been paralyzed Morning don't get here 'til night Searching for her silver light And I can't get it out of my head No, I can't get it out of my head Now my old world is gone for dead 'Cause I can't get it out of my head Out of my head Bank job in the city Robin Hood and William telling Ivanhoe and Lancelot They don't envy me Sitting still I want to drown In my dreams the world keeps Going round and round And I can't get it out of my head No, I can't get it out of my head Now my old world is gone for dead 'Cause I can't get it out of my head, out of my head

Let me get a choo choo ya heard me Jigga train coming thru ya heard me. Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Can I get a choo choo, y'all better mooove Can I get a choo choo, y'all better mooove OK, OK, I'm in da club like where da liquor at I'm feeling kinda messy, where dem killers at Straight to VIP, where dem flippers at Boy imma whole home wrecker remember dat I'm smelling myself, I know im all that I'm looking for a thick something wit a bald cat I'm on cloud 9, where is y'all at If yeen talking money don't even call back I got some bad nerves, I got a bad temper I got a lot of niggas, some of em gang members I talk a lot of shit, but ion take none I pull it on em, dis ain't a fake My pockets on swole, my bank roll thick My whip game dumb, my ice game sick I got a lotta haters, stay on a nigga dick Dey tired of doing bad, I'm tired of getting rich Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Can I get a choo choo, y'all better mooove Can I get a choo choo, y'all better mooove OK I'm on dem hoes like where yo man at You sho you 21 where yo band at I'm here for one night, where you staying at Oh dats yo baby daddy, who you staring at I'm smelling myself, Lil daddy gotta know it Look at my fit, I shitted on em cuz I couldn't hold it Now he can show his ass, I got a quick fuse I got a quick right jab, Ion never lose I know he see da goons, Ya gotta see da goons Dem boys carry guns like they got on cartoons Knock him out his Dickey pants and his fruit of da looms And all dat for nothing, Shorty still at my room I'm a lil arrogant, but can you blame me If Ian rap wit Trill Fam would you bang me I'm just a skinny fella wit a lotta money broke niggas wanna be da crowd all of em something Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Can I get a choo choo, y'all better mooove Can I get a choo choo, y'all better mooove I'm n da mall like where da Polo at OK I see da shirts, where da socks, where da hat Nextel going off, what up Phat Let me get the Maro, You come get da Mag Oh I be fresher than a mug wit my Lee's on Wit a bad bitch spend a couple G's on ha My cash running low, I keep my Fees on My left hand iced out getting my freeze on Yellow and black diamonds, I get my Bees on Smoking on some good I get my trees on I pull dat chopper out, I get my sneeze on Black pants black mask black jeans on I'm fucking wit dem winners they sound kinda mannish But you ain't never seen a fox on Animal Planet When I walk in da club niggas be like got damn Cause all da women want me and haters can't stand me Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Da train coming thru, Jigga train coming thru Can I get a choo choo, y'all better mooove Can I get a choo choo, y'all better mooove