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    Layover
    (专辑: How Fly - 2009)
    
    [Curren$y:]  Yeah, yeah  Yuh, jets nigga now where haven't we  Bitches, I 
'Taylor Gang' that  Yuah   Yuah  How fly, uh?  The 
backseat is for newborns  Homie, I'm grown  I'll hop in front and drive this bitch on my own  Out the 
driveway windows half raised  Bumping Ma$e or some Sade'  Chucking the 
deuces to my neighbors  Like them Houston players  Got the 
two door Caprice  Black and red, like a 
Sega Genesis  Password first pimping or you can't get into this hangar  Access denied, you can't fly you a 
lame  Spiderman tangled in a 
web of lies  Global travel, red eyes  Plan plots, strategize  Double XL, now I'm after The 
Source and the 
Vibe  Only magazines yet to recognize in 2009  Nigga worth it, he deserve it  He ain't perfect, but he working on that second album  Dropped the 
first one with Amalgam  Digital dollars, afford flights  Where the 
massages will be provided  By my down ass exotic dancing Italian goddess  The 
planes got it  That's why she's riding with the 
pilot  Find Spitta smoked out in the 
same crowd  Where Waldo was spotted  Orange rectangle boxes in my pockets  Niggas on a 
quest like Jonny and Hadji   [Wiz Khalifa:]  Haha, yeah  (Jet set, now where haven't we been yet?)  How fly?  The 
mixtape it's officially done  This is it, right here  Haha, yeah, uh   I'm back better than ever  No hiatus, just weed crushers  Rollers, and one and a 
half wide papers  Catch me and Spitta smoking up  You got trees? Nigga, light it  I 
heard this is a 
weed friendly environment  Seen 'em at my shows front row, getting excited  They all smoke and memorize my lines  Say I'm the 
tightest  Know bitches who rep the 
gang hard as niggas who do the 
same  And don't support the 
bullshit they only do the 
planes  In every city we smoking like a 
train  They heard I'm swinging past now them bitches getting gas, octane  Not a 
name to compare 'em to  I 
can skydive, no parachute  With just a 
dope pair of shoes  Zig zags and hella tattoos  Put you in a 
mindstate  That this is my movie  Put you in it too  The 
bomb weed make it critical  Sit with the 
vampire in his interview  
 
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