Smoke In Da' Air (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Static)

To my niggas How you feel? Can we chill? Or do we have to pop that steel? Cause it's a hot day around our way We got the pistols around our waist Hate to kill a nigga, why? Cause my nigga style he's got that killa, what? What do you mean killa? I mean that bee Those ganja trees Those cut up leaves Please... can I get a puff? What? Please... can I get a puff? What? With my wiatch Pretend that I am riach Please, please, can I, can I lick that cliat You can go down You can go down, go down You can go down, girl I was just playing around Now Back to my focus Y'all gonna be my soldiers And I'm gonna be the bank broker What? [Chorus:] All I smell is smoke in da' air Nuthin but thefools downstairs (drag stairs) Yeah All I smell is smoke in da' air Nuthin but the fools downstairs (drag stairs) Yeah [Timbaland (behind the chorus):] Say what? Ha ha, say what? Say what? Like dat Like dat Like dat nigga Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Magoo what? [Magoo:] You know we got plenty of smokin' Open for pussy pokin' Clown but we ain't jokin' 2 pound of weed token Beep me at 12 noon After my cartoons Later a peach moves cause you gonna be high soon Now you got your bowl shorty Nursin' a cheap forty Lordy was shootin' dice Point and you winn forty Six be a damn point Roll and you hit the joint Lookin for blazing dude Your head was a juke joint So you get two dimes Cause you got two highs-acap