T.I. Lyrics

Album: Unknown

My Air Forces Lyrics

[T.I. 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

 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 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

 

 [Chorus]

 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

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [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

 

 [Chorus]