Air Conditioner

[Produced by Sidius Drake]

[Verse 1: TZB]
My train of thought went crazy, call that locomotion
I know it’s hard to stop me when I’m easygoing
I know that every rock is gon’ overflow it
I know that every drop is gon’ keep ‘em floatin’
Muhammad Ali, the bee stinging on it
Just look me in my eyes, homie
You’ll see there’s no hate in my heart, but they still wanna play opponent
I’m a love machine, and their lady is the main component
You can’t disagree, degrees I take it to be the coldest
They can’t exceed it, they heated, their thermostat is broken
I superseded, I skeeted it to the maximum
Then I repeat it, bet you think I’m reading Maxim, huh?
Throw it at me doggystyle, I’ll make that pussy catapult
Fruity ass niggas can’t engage me, nah, they cantaloupe
The Headless Kid and Swayze a corpse and a ghost
My entire life is a movie, maybe a TV show
Each relationship was a season, 33 episodes
Anytime I flow through the speakers, you gotta get the soap
Smoking on the finest of weed, the smoke as thick as foam
Even you would wonder why they try him when you get to know him
Phony folks been fickle though
Even when they heal overtime, I’ll still be sick of ‘em
They females acting like giants, they really minuscule, yeah, yeah
Fuck a killa, pussy-nigga, I’m living
I wanna see the stars, need a drop with no ceiling
I’m shittin’ like Pooh on these piglets
Who hated on a nigga for his pigment
My dog hit that lick on a giblet
Wanted crackers ‘cause he had them soups for dinner
The shit was deep, had a nigga using skimmers
Icebergs were inhabited by swimmers
I float like Michael Phelps, but I’m Swayze in this bitch
Dance while we in hell because we blazed and getting lit
She asked why I love money, I said, “Baby it is bliss”
Giving charity to cherubs while they cherishin’ this dick, yeah
You really doing all that for a dub?
You gotta be single, or your nigga mad as fuck, uh
I’m your original regular
You know a nigga love how you do it in the club, yeah
You can’t even wear the thong with yo ass out
The way you sittin' down, I know you squatting on that glass now
All that wild shit to make a nigga pull his cash out
Woo, woo, woo, yeah
I’m rolling up a vibe, uh
Got a fly, bad chick on my live, yeah
She say she Egyptian, uh
She in touch with the gods
And her pussy like a Sphinx
So much elegance, pretty in pink, damn
She chose me over you, stupid nigga
Wanting long lasting dick, boy, yo shit shrinky-dink