B.O.B. - Air Bender lyrics

Rush hour, fresh out the dealership Me and my homies eat the filthy fish I ain't even worried about a silly b**h Tell the feds chill with the censorship Members only, I'm the only member with the membership Trying real hard not to conversate with pessimists Who always want to see you fall down like The London Bridge Same song sung by a bunch of kids, can I live? Tabloids watching which crib Competition and the b**hes got my name on they lips Takin' shots like 1 8 7 is they favorite offense Real dawg, should've came with a fence Smokin' tree, baby I could pitch you a tent