Showing posts with label Red Cafe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Red Cafe. Show all posts

Red Cafe – Put It In The Air Song Lyrics


smoke weed every day

put it in the air
light it up

.. i am knowly
so high i crush the party
so fly
i flush the carty
spread .. on the armani
big .. big wheel
hold up i am a mother fucker big deal
and my lady would be so chic
channel louis vuiton make me …
i am the real red
the cool got no top without ..
the most elevate it
cooking up the right boy

smoke weed every day

put it in the air
light it up

smoke weed every day

put it in the air
light it up

finally the earth come around
.. thousand feet i ain’t coming down
.. now when are you moving with the mafia you are running town
.. smoking on friday smoking while i am doing number on the highway
.. money coming i use money to shower
.. can i keep me a bitch to push the v for me
get on her knees for me
roll weed for me
true shit i am living just like a king
so why

smoke weed every day

put it in the air
light it up

smoke weed every day

put it in the air
light it up

Red Cafe – Put It In The Air Song Lyrics

Red Cafe – Big In The Hood Lyrics


chorus:
looking big in the hood,
big in the hood, big in the hood,
big in the hood, big in the hood!
automatic weapons, blowing…
keep my bitches like my money
come in here at any hour!
now i’m looking big in the hood!
big in the hood, big in the hood,
big in the hood, big in the hood!
automatic weapons, blowing…
keep my bitches like my money
come in here at any hour!

i’m a lover, baby
i’m not a fighter,
so i keep the shooter close,
like i keep the lighter!
i’m a bad boy,
but i ain’t black raw,
i ain’t passed the mason,
i’m with the black mob.
we run up in your house,
don’t take our heads off,
we put the fire to their cush
then we blast off.
look ain’t black…
look i ain’t…
but i’m big in the hood,
i got them…
i’m in the cadillac, sitting on 24s,
no album, still i get plenty…
polo every day, down to the socks,
my whole shave it all, down to the blocks!

chorus:
look, i’m big in the hood,
big in the hood, big in the hood,
big in the hood, big in the hood!
automatic weapons, blowing…
keep my bitches like my money
come in here…!
now i’m looking big in the hood!
big in the hood, big in the hood,
big in the hood, big in the hood!
automatic weapons, blowing…
keep my bitches like my money
come in here at any hour!

every day you see me,
gucci this, louis that.
and my lady being gucci this, loius that,
what else?
and now i got my squad on the road,
…to touch the local town and jump alone,
now look at me, bitch! i’m pretty photogenic,
the swag maniac and devil,
i can’t even spell it!
i do it…, yeah!
miami i’m…live,
my home is sticky nicky, …
i don’t pray for pussies, but i tip them well,
hello washingtons, like i’m from…
i’ll be… heavy…
i got it moving, playing, i’m soaking…

chorus:
i’m big in the hood,
big in the hood, big in the hood,
big in the hood, big in the hood!
automatic weapons, blowing…
keep my bitches like my money
come in here at any hour!
now i’m looking big in the hood!
big in the hood, big in the hood,
big in the hood, big in the hood!
automatic weapons, blowing…
keep my bitches like my money
come in here at any hour!