Airport

We gonna get high baby, we gonna get real high.

Wam, Bam, Thank you mam'

Airport stress, the name of this jam

Just keeps on bumpin

Blunts i'm sparkin

Three hours early can't find no parkin

Ticket agent mad cuz I'm flagrant

Hostile. Smoke comin out my nostril

Sick of paying airlines to disrespect me

Let me guess, did the FAA select me

I ain't caring man,

FAA stands for Fuck African Americans (Really though)

I don't plant no bombs on children (Really though)

I don't fly no planes into buildings (Really though)

My luggage is the first you grab,

But what about this arab?(Calm Down)

Take off my shoes,

I suppose that's fine

But it's your nose, not mine

Man i'm sick of the -

Airport, The way i travel round (Bagcheck)

Wish I, could keep my feet on solid ground (Random Search)

Always, wanted to be a super star (Spread Your Legs)

Now I, rather go home and drive my car (Check it again)

The pilot, is a pencil neck geek

The stuckup stewardess, never speaks

Look honey, don't start no shit

you don't like your job? Quit.

I take a world, a cover

Don't talk no job

Have colt 45 next time i arrive

Pretzels, Peanuts, Carrots, Cabbage

Dude, who came up with this food

Sittin in the middle is harmless

Unless the fat people don't share the armrest

Am i scared? A little, man

Especially when im flyin on a, little plane

Shiverin Shakin

Quiverin Quakin

Staggerin Stoppin

No warnin just droppin

Get more thoughts on my casket yall

Bounce down the runway like a basketball

It's on your face

You can't hide it

Your bag don't fit in space provided

Sir! you need to check that in

Walk through security once again

The plane parked at the gate

People jump up cuz they just can't wait

Everybody can't make it to the aisle

So they stand underneath that uh for a while

I just sit in my seat and think

Oh my lord

I really feel sorry for your spinal chord

Money, Greed, Creates the need

For people to travel with speed

Save more time

Make more cash

But what good is the cash

If the airplane crash

Flyin is faster, but i don't care

I got the rest of my life to get there

Cadillac, the way I travel round

Movin and groovin to the sound

If I go over seas I will choose

The love boat, and take a fucking cruise

So they gonna random select me about three or four times,

At the counter, at the security check point, and at the gate,

Then, naw, it get better, it get better

Then, they got like these undercover airport cop

That just come out the blue and just empty yo bag out right in the middle of the aisle...