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Ask yaself... how fly... the planes and the gang...7x
Haters stand clear of em, yall stand cheer for em, shook away from and over came let's here it for em'
Zig zag
magic lyrics to em',
nowhere air hare jordans
Kicked up behind a mahogany desk,
'erb just as Big Boi and Andre would suggest
Flow need a check up, flow sick that's how I got my checks up
Bad bitches gold diggin' lame niggas out a trip to foreign or bracelet or necklace
Then through the set and fuck the JETS cause' she respect us
You you got a winner, but you don't I bet she
let us (lettuce)
Pickles, tomatos, onions, mayo, mustard, and ketchup... the works!
in a aquifina truck to the club cause Wiz told me that these bitches was thirst
Crash test dummy honey a helmet cause
she jumping first
amazing how I get so high and stay so down to Earth
Uhhh, ain't nah niggas iller, and fly, surface to air missile
Uhhh, ol' sucka ass
go somewhere and fuck yourself cause ain't fuckin' wit us
You didn't put 100 on it you can't hit it
Me and my Wiz will smoke an ounce in one sittin'
Yeaa, it's the Planes and the Taylor Gang, lame niggas puttin' locks and chains on they
Smoke filled rooms, camera lens zooms from a mile away you smell the
girls play me in their ipod or zune
Even with bad attitudes bumpin' to our tunes, they high maintenance
Give em' wings let em' fly places, you to high times, flavors, and sky scrapers
in lime papers and Randy's
, smokin' out somewhere where the be.
Plan B killin' these
Not Michael Jackson, I feeling these kids,
and you such a shame that's where your energy is

flying, leave your bitches with the planes now she sky diving. Hella
And your adds just more steam, more chips now
I'm living Rothstein
So for every thing it's worth, I travel all corners of the Earth putting in work
Uhhh, ain't nah niggas iller, and fly, surface to air missile
Uhhh, ol' ass nigga go somewhere and fuck yourself cause ain't nobody fuckin' wit us
You didn't put 100 on it you can't hit it.'
Me and my nigga Wiz will an ounce in one sittin'
Yeaa, it's the Planes and the Gang, lame niggas puttin' locks and chains on they bitches