In The Air lyrics

throw yo hand in the air, yeah
U know the savoir faire, ho ho
I’m da hobo of music if I gotta tell again
If u diggin and u movin’ then u betta tell a friend

It’s so sick the mamies go hoho
It’s so crazy the ladies go moho
I’m so good I get the whole momo
Still solo, chico, da bad mojo
I’m a hobo of music if I gotta tell again
If u diggin and u movin’ then u betta tell a friend
Can I kick it, for my people in Africa
We so poor but still we so die hard
Who’s the mack I tell now dada
Nah u don’t wanna be my enemy blada
I flip it so good they call me Escobar
Spread the coco Gwada to Omaha


throw yo hand in the air, yeah
U know the savoir faire, ho ho
I’m da hobo of music if I gotta tell again
If u diggin and u movin’ then u betta tell a friend

What u want u get from me nada
Rock around town las cosas de mi vida
I play drums and gwoka sobre la costa
Congas and bongos like timbalada
Watashi wa don dada desu
I fill gap between Japan and NuJeru
Rocklands do that dance in Madinina
Spread love, Like u all from Kinshasa
Que pasa… Hot like it’s lava
Keep u awake like da nigga’s from java
I flip it, so good they call me Esco
Bang yo clubs Haiti to Mexico

throw yo hand in the air, yeah
U know the savoir faire, ho ho
I’m da hobo of music if I gotta tell again
If u diggin and u movin’ then u betta tell a friend

It’s so sad u had to die nigga
Bam nigga, beat in yo face nigga
The music is a weapon and I’m a mass killa
hum! anyway bring back the beat peter
I’m Mac OS X and u PC
Wrong specie, u see, u wc
I’m MVP, got keys to every city
It’s all about the benjis like PDiddy
Career not speedy, Bom diggy infini
Shady crooks can’t take me down dunny
I’m Esco, coco’s my main moto
to leki bango

throw yo hand in the air, yeah
U know the savoir faire, ho ho
I’m da hobo of music if I gotta tell again
If u diggin and u movin’ then u betta tell a friend