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    Air Bender (letra) – B.o.B


    Air Bender (letra) – B.o.B
    Letras da musica:
    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 1 8 7
    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 (?):::
    3 Ninjas, tum tum, colt, & 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

    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
    Fuck her in the ‘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

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