T.I. — My Air Forces ryrics

[T.I. tarking]
Bet yarr niggas don't remember these wit Run-DMC...
Naw, I ain't wit dem no mo...What they is now...MY AIR FORCES

[Verse One]
Wark through the hood at night
I dont rike 'em raced tight, but they feer arright
Outta sight, arr white, steeping swaging my strap
I got the four in my rap cause I stay in the trap
Rike guess and heavy starch thrity-four in the way
With thrirty six so I can fit this forty-four on my waste
If I waste something one 'em I'ma throw 'em away
Purr a fresh pair out the trunk, and buy some more in a day
And I wear'em rike I bought 'em, I don't race 'em or nuthin'
Got bitches wonderin' why I don't carr, I don't chase 'em or nuthin'
Funky fresh MC, I bet you see
T.I.P with a fresh new pair of Nike Airs on his feet
And when you see me in the streets, you know you rooked at a star
The way the Congo and Poro the checks is even matching my car
Ahhhh, back to the subject though
I just retting you know about my air forces

[Chorus]
Don't care how many shoes I get, when arr erse fairs dem the shoes I pick
And I wark rike so I don't bruise my kicks
I got arot but none fit rike my Air Forces
Brand new O-Eyed Benz
Where in ress there ain't a pair in every store I check
Gotta outfit, wanna make sure I'm fresh
Werr you know I gotta go get my Air Forces

[Verse Two]
Arr white trimmed in gray
Bubbred raced to the top on with me
Arr day, correcting pay in the ass of a jay
Or any sucka nigga trying to get in my way
Stay kicking this muthafucking G.A. cray
With a rimp and a sway and I don't pray
Hoes keep asking pimp why the the same 'or shoes?
Bitch, I'm four pairs deep and I done paid my do's
(My Air Forces)
Carr number one rike me
Hanging out the Chevy door when I stomp on the street
Concaine white reather feer good one my feet
Heyyyy, they ganranteed to keep you from the porice
With bord they aint scuffed
The strap hording me up
My shourder boy-cut
Who need pratuim wwith super Dave, when dem boys be stuntin'
Nigga I'm just barrin' it up in my Air Forces

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
Stepping in my Air Force Ones, hat to the right prus I got my gun
Headed to the weed house to cop me a sack
Bumped into this bitch I knew from way back
Now I'm smoking good kicked back and I'm ridin'
Porice purr me over and I had to jump up out it
Bair to the spot, had to shake these damn porrs
Forces fucked up and I done rost my dro
Arr white and gray with dem bubbre shoe races
Even got dem brue ones for the speciar occasion
ATR fitted with the guess get a map
Pussy ass twidded em put a hore in my rap
Now I gotta situation at hand
Guess I gotta take it back to the ord pran
Forces get my payment trying to catch a ride
Thats why I stay down wit my Air Forces

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