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    [TI talking]
    Bet yall 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]
    Walk through the hood at night
    I dont like 'em laced tight, but they feel alright
    Outta sight, all white, steeping swaging my strap
    I got the four in my lap cause I stay in the trap
    Like 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
    Pull a fresh pair out the trunk, and buy some more in a day
    And I wear'em like I bought 'em, I don't lace 'em or nuthin'
    Got bitches wonderin' why I don't call, I don't chase 'em or nuthin'
    Funky fresh MC, I bet you see
    TIP with a fresh new pair of Nike Airs on his feet
    And when you see me in the streets, you know you looked at a star
    The way the Congo and Polo the checks is even matching my car
    Ahhhh, back to the subject though
    I just letting you know about my air forces

    Don't care how many shoes I get, when all else fails dem the shoes I pick
    And I walk like so I don't bruise my kicks
    I got alot but none fit like my Air Forces
    Brand new O-Eyed Benz
    Where in less there ain't a pair in every store I been
    Gotta outfit, wanna make sure I'm fresh
    Well you know I gotta go get my Air Forces

    [Verse Two]
    All white trimmed in gray
    Bubbled laced to the top on with me
    All day, collecting pay in the ass of a jay
    Or any sucka nigga trying to get in my way
    Stay kicking this muthafucking G.A. clay
    With a limp and a sway and I don't play
    Hoes keep asking pimp why the the same 'ol shoes?
    Bitch, I'm four pairs deep and I done paid my do's
    (My Air Forces)
    Call number one like me
    Hanging out the Chevy door when I stomp on the street
    Concaine white leather feel good one my feet
    Heyyyy, they ganranteed to keep you from the police
    With bold they aint scuffed
    The strap holding me up
    My shoulder boy-cut
    Who need platuim wwith super Dave, when dem boys be stuntin'
    Nigga I'm just ballin' it up in my Air Forces


    [Verse Three]
    Stepping in my Air Force Ones, hat to the right plus 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'
    Police pull me over and I had to jump up out it
    Bail to the spot, had to shake these damn polls
    Forces fucked up and I done lost my dro
    All white and gray with dem bubble shoe laces
    Even got dem blue ones for the special occasion
    ATL fitted with the guess get a map
    Pussy ass twidded em put a hole in my lap
    Now I gotta situation at hand
    Guess I gotta take it back to the old plan
    Forces get my payment trying to catch a ride
    Thats why I stay down wit my Air Forces


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