paroles de chanson Smoke in Da' Air - Timbaland & Magoo feat. Magoo
To
my
niggas
How
you
feel?
Can
we
chill?
Or
do
we
have
to
pop
that
steel?
Cause
it's
a
hot
day
around
our
way
We
got
the
pistols
around
our
waist
Hate
to
kill
a
nigga,
why?
Cause
my
nigga
style
he's
got
that
killa,
what?
What
do
you
mean
killa?
I
mean
that
bee
Those
ganja
trees
Those
cut
up
leaves
Please...
can
I
get
a
puff?
What?
Please...
can
I
get
a
puff?
What?
With
my
wiatch
Pretend
that
I
am
riach
Please,
please,
can
I,
can
I
lick
that
cliat
You
can
go
down
You
can
go
down,
go
down
You
can
go
down,
girl
I
was
just
playing
around
Now
Back
to
my
focus
Y'all
gonna
be
my
soldiers
And
I'm
gonna
be
the
bank
broker
What?
All
I
smell
is
smoke
in
da'
air
Nuthin
but
thefools
downstairs
(drag
stairs)
Yeah
All
I
smell
is
smoke
in
da'
air
Nuthin
but
the
fools
downstairs
(drag
stairs)
Yeah
Say
what?
Ha
ha,
say
what?
Say
what?
Like
dat
Like
dat
Like
dat
nigga
Say
what?
Say
what?
Say
what?
Say
what?
Magoo
what?
You
know
we
got
plenty
of
smokin'
Open
for
pussy
pokin'
Clown
but
we
ain't
jokin'
2 pound
of
weed
token
Beep
me
at
12
noon
After
my
cartoons
Later
a
peach
moves
cause
you
gonna
be
high
soon
Now
you
got
your
bowl
shorty
Nursin'
a
cheap
forty
Lordy
was
shootin'
dice
Point
and
you
winn
forty
Six
be
a
damn
point
Roll
and
you
hit
the
joint
Lookin
for
blazing
dude
Your
head
was
a
juke
joint
So
you
get
two
dimes
Cause
you
got
two
highs
Two
niggas
want
to
smoke
So
you
got
two
lies
Think
you
see
two
hoes
Cause
hoes
got
to
smoke
too
Hope
you
got
ten
yards
Cause
this
blunt
will
never
due
See
I
remain
true
Only
toke
two
lies
Just
to
the
two
guys
No
shake
with
my
damn
fries
Open
your
freakin'
eyes
Cause
blunt
my
grand
prize
Smokin
was
no
surprise
I'm
out
with
my
true
lies
All
I
smell
is
smoke
in
da'
air
Nuthin
but
thefools
downstairs
(drag
stairs)
Yeah
All
I
smell
is
smoke
in
da'
air
Nuthin
but
the
fools
downstairs
(drag
stairs)
Yeah
Say
what?
Say
what?
Say
what?
Say
what?
Say
what?
Say
what?
Say
what?
Playa's
knockin,
rockin
Hoes
clockin,
jockin
Yeah
sweatin,
gettin
Thugs
threatin,
beatin
Dice
shootin,
smokin
Hootie
hootin,
loukin
Gun,
I
got
your
token
Lick,
I
got
hoes
open
No
chumpin,
bumpin
Timb's
speakers
thumpin
Making
your
moves
somethin
Rode,
it
would
be
jumpin
Hoe
humpin,
freakin
Hoes
silly,
leakin
Hook
it
up,
weekend
All
night
freakin
Which
trick
I'm
dickin
Hope
she
lickin
My
Kentucky
chicken
Damn
this
enough
pickin
Just
groupin,
chillin
Ready
able,
willin
If
they
blunts,
they
fillin
Party
people
you
dealin
with
another
level
All
I
smell
is
smoke
in
da'
air
Nuthin
but
thefools
downstairs
(drag
stairs)
Yeah
All
I
smell
is
smoke
in
da'
air
Nuthin
but
the
fools
downstairs
(drag
stairs)
Yeah
Say
what?
Say
what?
Say
what?
Say
what?
Say
what?
Ride
it
Ride
it
bitch
Ride
it
Ride
it
bitch
Say
what?
Yo
babe,
come
her
Now
let
me
get
that
(Oooooh)
Say
what?
(Oooooh)
Say
what?
(Oooooh)
Say
what?
(Oooooh)
Say
what?
(Oooooh)
Can
you
hear
me?
(Oooooh)
Can
you
feel
me?
(Oooooh)
Can
you
hear
me?
(Ooooh)
Can
you
feel
me?
(Ooooh)
Say
what?
(Oooooh)
Say
what?
(Oooooh)
Say
what?
(Oooooh)
Say
what?
(Oooooh)
Get
off
baby
(Ooooh)
(Oooooh)
Check
this
switch
out
baby
(Ooooh)
Let
me
talk
to
you
for
a
minute
(Ooooh)
(Change
beat
to
"Can
We"
by
SWV)
Can
we
get
kinky
tonight
I
got
so
many
things
on
my
mind
I
never
seen
a
girl
so
fly
I
want
you
to
do
me,
do
me
1 Beep Beep
2 Sex Beat (Interlude)
3 Clock Strikes (Remix)
4 Deep in Your Memory
5 Writtin' Rhymes
6 Peepin' My Style
7 Up Jumps Da' Boogie (Remix) [feat Aaliyah & Missy Elliott]
8 Intro Buddha
9 Luv 2 Luv U
10 Luv 2 Luv U (Remix)
11 Ms. Parker (Interlude)
12 15 After Da' Hour
13 Clock Strikes
14 Up Jumps Da' Boogie
15 Feel It
16 Smoke in Da' Air
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