[Chorus ?]
[?] in your hood [?] where you stay
I really don't care what a hater gonna say
Let me see you put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[?] Gucci fit [?] wear
[?] everybody wanna stare
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[Verse 1 ?]
Hundred grand in a summer
Tirky bags cooked by the gram
Four bands for the HP, I was getting eight for the O.Z
Keep saws like a safety, trim in my clothes
Ten [?], that's the house where I grow
Tuck on the low, trap full of bitches
[?] cooking [?]
I push weight, [?] savage
Kush in the air, Bob Marley calone
All thе ladies love me, call mе Raven [?]
3.5, stuff it all in a cone
You ain't bring no tree, take your punk ass home
[?]
[Chorus ?]
[?] in your hood [?] where you stay
I really don't care what a hater gonna say
Let me see you put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[?] Gucci fit [?] wear
[?] everybody wanna stare
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[Verse 2 ?]
I got money, more money, I can't get enough
Got money overseas that I haven't even touched
Plus a Porshe truck
On the yacht I [?]
I know you see them Gucci fitted with them Gucci shoes
[?]
That boy be stunting hard
He got that brown paper bag, and that black card
So baby girl, it's on tonight
I see you watching me, I'm in my zone tonight
So go and tell your girls good night
Turning on the lights
It's gon' be alright
[Chorus ?]
[?] in your hood [?] where you stay
I really don't care what a hater gonna say
Let me see you put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[?] Gucci fit [?] wear
[?] everybody wanna stare
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Ross!
Cameras flash like a bomb
Don Perignon in my pictures, I'm a don
[?] on my lawn, taking pictures of my son
Fam in the bullet proof car, 'cause I'm a star
Got weed in the jar, got a good pound of [?]
I'm the top shotta that'll knock your ass down
My feet on the ground
Never hear a sound
Legit, I'm the shit
[?] do do brown, I'm the shit
[?] shoot you fro the lute
When you see me, bettter move
My troops be the truth
Tripple C's be the clique, we still moving bricks
[?] 45, 6 phones on my hip
Getting rich, I'm a boss
[Chorus ?]
[?] in your hood [?] where you stay
I really don't care what a hater gonna say
Let me see you put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
[?] Gucci fit [?] wear
[?] everybody wanna stare
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put it in the air
Put One In the Air was written by Lee Majors & Papa Reu & Rick Ross.