T.I., Boosie Badazz - Jet Fuel lyrics

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it
We don't sell it
Ay, ay, what I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say "You got some
Money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel
Plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel
Plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel
Plane gas on your lame ass

Man you so lame, just lookin' at you, nigga
While I'm in here no bitch'll give
Her pussy to you, nigga, no
Uh uh, she say "Not even with a bank roll"
Cause the king gettin' money
When the bank's closed
Yeah, she in her heels on her knees though
Yeah, her nigga call, she don't leave though
Nope, I beat that pussy
Like she stole somethin' uh, huh
Then tell that ho get up and roll somethin'
We pourin' up, blowin' gas, weed noisy
She on that molly
Won't stop talkin' and annoyin' me i'm like
"Why don't you suck a
Nigga's dick or somethin'?
Or take it from behind while you
Eat a bitch or somethin'"
I like my bitches doubled up
Like my white cup
I like my pint sealed up, drank poured up
Yup, and you know you don't wanna catch it
You don't wanna see my niggas
Actin' ratchet with the ratchet

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it
We don't sell it
Ay, ay, what I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say "You got some
Money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel
Plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel
Plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel
Plane gas on your lame ass

I'm a jet fuel smoker, crazy like the Joker
Suck it 'fore you fuck it is
Exactly what I told her
Ten bottles, two models, kush sack
It's a jet ride go and get my gangsta ass
Bitch off the west side
Baby daddy face lookin' long
Better change that, nigga
Make a nigga drop some change
On your lame ass bob Marley smoke
Spendin' hundred after hundred
Jumped down her throat and in her stomach
Now she runnin' me and my henchmen, we be
Gunnin' for the money, blowin' jet fuel
We don't pay for pussy cause we
Fuck more than we rest, dude
I bet you that your main bitch'll bless boo
And every ho with her when they see
Me gon' break their neck too
Rich dick in her
I done gave the bitch life support
High in the pussy same way that
I was high in court
Flip it, slap it, rub it down, finish
Give it back up wash the dick off while she
Roll the kush sack up

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it
We don't sell it
Ay, ay, what I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say "You got some
Money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel
Plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel
Plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel
Plane gas on your lame ass

Better kush if them bitches wanna blow
Of the blow
For the hoes who be playin' with their nose
Now you know
That the king all about the dollar bills
Quarter mil' in the bag
Slappin' bitches on their ass
With dollar bills ay, you don't like it
Ho? You ain't gotta chill then
Leave the lavish match and go back
To where you live then
Nope, but you don't wanna do that
How this ho blowin' on me
Where her trumpet or her flute at?
I brought a pound and she blew that
See he brought two back
Drunk up a pint of lean, ain't sleepin'
Now who can do that?
She dippin' all that molly
Steady askin' where the food at
You don't believe me? Ask my nigga Jeezy
He can true that
I beat that pussy, blew that
Man I ain't gon' finesse it
Man you know what I'm smokin'
Shawty you ain't gotta check it
You can smell it
This shit I'm blowin' straight up out of D4
I ain't talkin' but it's loud
When the weed blow
Yup, like I'm fresh up on the runway
Wheels up, weed loud like gunplay
(pow, pow, pow)
On them sucka niggas with their lame ass
You bustas blowin' train smoke
We blowin' plane gas

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it
We don't sell it
Ay, ay, what I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say "You got some
Money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel
Plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel
Plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel
Plane gas on your lame ass

What you mean, why should you?
I think a more appropriate question
Would be why not i mean, look around you
Exceptions to circumstances
Require exceptions to be made
Would you not consider this exceptional?
Any sane woman would
But, it's not so much who I am as what I am
A stand up guy, man of respect
This life of value, you can't just
Go purchase and put it on, baby
Anybody say they can, they just puttin' on
Aye, you need to check their certification
I keep my paperwork