Rick Ross
Put One In the Air
[Chorus ?]
[?] in your hood [?] where you stay
I really don't care what a hater gonna say
Let me see you put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[?] Gucci fit [?] wear
[?] everybody wanna stare
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[Verse 1 ?]
Hundred grand in a summer
Tirky bags cooked by the gram
Four bands for the HP, I was getting eight for the O.Z
Keep saws like a safety, trim in my clothes
Ten [?], that's the house where I grow
Tuck on the low, trap full of bitches
[?] cooking [?]
I push weight, [?] savage
Kush in the air, Bob Marley calone
All thе ladies love me, call mе Raven [?]
3.5, stuff it all in a cone
You ain't bring no tree, take your punk ass home
[?]
[Chorus ?]
[?] in your hood [?] where you stay
I really don't care what a hater gonna say
Let me see you put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[?] Gucci fit [?] wear
[?] everybody wanna stare
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[Verse 2 ?]
I got money, more money, I can't get enough
Got money overseas that I haven't even touched
Plus a Porshe truck
On the yacht I [?]
I know you see them Gucci fitted with them Gucci shoes
[?]
That boy be stunting hard
He got that brown paper bag, and that black card
So baby girl, it's on tonight
I see you watching me, I'm in my zone tonight
So go and tell your girls good night
Turning on the lights
It's gon' be alright
[Chorus ?]
[?] in your hood [?] where you stay
I really don't care what a hater gonna say
Let me see you put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[?] Gucci fit [?] wear
[?] everybody wanna stare
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Ross!
Cameras flash like a bomb
Don Perignon in my pictures, I'm a don
[?] on my lawn, taking pictures of my son
Fam in the bullet proof car, 'cause I'm a star
Got weed in the jar, got a good pound of [?]
I'm the top shotta that'll knock your ass down
My feet on the ground
Never hear a sound
Legit, I'm the shit
[?] do do brown, I'm the shit
[?] shoot you fro the lute
When you see me, bettter move
My troops be the truth
Tripple C's be the clique, we still moving bricks
[?] 45, 6 phones on my hip
Getting rich, I'm a boss
[Chorus ?]
[?] in your hood [?] where you stay
I really don't care what a hater gonna say
Let me see you put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[?] Gucci fit [?] wear
[?] everybody wanna stare
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air