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Aired Like Jordans Video (MV)




Performed By: Nayff
Language: English
Length: 4:03
Written by: Nathan Hay




Nayff - Aired Like Jordans Lyrics
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Higher fam, higher
Fam, I'm a deaf nigga
Turn it up
Yeah boy
Woi, woi, woi
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
Aired like Jordan's, unimportant
Don't you wanna be my boo
Now I'm doin IX slow reps at the gym
Michael will na spot for you
An' I just copped dem new sneakers
How you tryna sneak round my PMs
Aired like Jordan's, switch to Forces
Crease myself cah a man got aired
But how you gonna act brand new
When it might seem rude
But you know you're scared
Leave me on R-E-D OG 13
New creps got your sight impaired
You know how I rep these Jays on my feet
But on snap gyal I ain't prepared
Reply reply
Dare you decline
Nah b I'm tellin you
That's not fair
That's not fair
Dem boy dere
Open your ting on sight
Send snaps unclean
Think your dere queen
Royal delivery time
Best lock off UPS
That Useless Piece of Shit more life
Come check my parcel 'stead
No likkle one ded
First class behind
Ain't doin like CW
My queen come blue, no Oliver
Lock off that green ting too
My arrow come blue
No red from far
And I got one-two reds like Flash yo Barry
Come tru cash and carry
Buy me a bar or two
All black
No chavvy
Let a man bun dis Cali
No relaxation on my mind
See a man on that daily grind
But you best know that the reps ain't dere
Trust
In a 4x4 like corners
Man said mash work on dem squares
Don't care
Bout all dese man you speakin
Man like Wes
Nah you don't mean it
If you did
He'd best come prepared
Know that you like me
Mans too spicy
Making all dem man spite me
Wanna move lowkey that's calm
But highkey trust
That's kinda unlikely
Wanna show you off like show and tell
Truesay what's that smell
Is that your attitude b
Cah that shit stinks like hell
Iss bad as well
Ain't take no Ls fist fight or grapple
Leaving the mandem baffled
Like how you gonna bring home so many Ws
And leave a young nigga on opened
Iss my young talent I'm honing
Rick like Shoney's
Ain't no phoney
You know I'm tryna get your szechuan sauce
Make bad b come nd den call me
An it's two young gs that I'm merkin
Magic in your PMs like Merlin
Making my wand disappear like abra cadabra the robbery ting ain't working
An tell me b I'm an IC3
No Cena, you can see me
Take out on a date now, in darkness, certi
Cinema got a man feeling
Nah lemme come tru wit the tree
02, 03
Coming at me I'll shame dem
Ain't nobody steppin round you
Like BL 3
Imma cause a likkle mayhem
Imma win you like V in Brazil
Watch man do ten toes over the hill
'Ver the Horizon, ain't surprisin
Quality trash, mans moving like he reps Samsung
Jus creps no trim like Samson
Watch how I make a young blud go absent
Call him black Santa, I'm Riley
You a bitch nigga, RIP Grandad
Dad told me I'm a great son
Coming like grandson
Don't hold my ransom
Likkle one like brown
Cah hold you down
Three time she be livin inna mansion
Two time she can hop in my Mercedes Benz
I can take u in a ride round ends
Round dem
Wit a skeng
Ion know about dem man dere
But trust
They ain't looking like tens, like
Ben 10 to the Four Arm
Gotta fire arm
Reach out a niggas upper and a forearm
Wit the five-one
Five-O
Best show
My bro
Man knows
Everytime that imma fire on
Sight
Cah whenever nigga sees a man
He leave a man
No future plan
To see the man
Like Superman
Like Clark Kent
Couple glass pon face
You ain't seen the man
Damn
And
The mandem saw how many times this gyal left a nigga unseen B, C, D's on the table
Nah I ain't going fast
But gyal unstable
Like
Rite
Gyal lock that right off
Turn that light off
Come like my boss?
Nah, you can call me a kingpin
Ain't no rap
You can see a man singing
Like
Slow down babygirl
You can give me a twirl
You the sweetest one
Come be my caramel ting
In the ride I'm in
We've barely begun
And a man said Aired like Jordan's
Keep us lowkey, locally
Might scrap dem Air Force 1s
Go French
Make Air Force "tu" and me
I know how it be
Drink your capri
In the sun y'ain't done no wrongs
5 secs nd thass all over
No changeover
Watch how a man gets sprung
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Higher fam, higher
Fam, I'm a deaf nigga
Turn it up
Yeah boy
Woi, woi, woi
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
Aired like Jordan's, unimportant
Don't you wanna be my boo
Now I'm doin IX slow reps at the gym
Michael will na spot for you
An' I just copped dem new sneakers
How you tryna sneak round my PMs
Aired like Jordan's, switch to Forces
Crease myself cah a man got aired
But how you gonna act brand new
When it might seem rude
But you know you're scared
Leave me on R-E-D OG 13
New creps got your sight impaired
You know how I rep these Jays on my feet
But on snap gyal I ain't prepared
Reply reply
Dare you decline
Nah b I'm tellin you
That's not fair
That's not fair
Dem boy dere
Open your ting on sight
Send snaps unclean
Think your dere queen
Royal delivery time
Best lock off UPS
That Useless Piece of Shit more life
Come check my parcel 'stead
No likkle one ded
First class behind
Ain't doin like CW
My queen come blue, no Oliver
Lock off that green ting too
My arrow come blue
No red from far
And I got one-two reds like Flash yo Barry
Come tru cash and carry
Buy me a bar or two
All black
No chavvy
Let a man bun dis Cali
No relaxation on my mind
See a man on that daily grind
But you best know that the reps ain't dere
Trust
In a 4x4 like corners
Man said mash work on dem squares
Don't care
Bout all dese man you speakin
Man like Wes
Nah you don't mean it
If you did
He'd best come prepared
Know that you like me
Mans too spicy
Making all dem man spite me
Wanna move lowkey that's calm
But highkey trust
That's kinda unlikely
Wanna show you off like show and tell
Truesay what's that smell
Is that your attitude b
Cah that shit stinks like hell
Iss bad as well
Ain't take no Ls fist fight or grapple
Leaving the mandem baffled
Like how you gonna bring home so many Ws
And leave a young nigga on opened
Iss my young talent I'm honing
Rick like Shoney's
Ain't no phoney
You know I'm tryna get your szechuan sauce
Make bad b come nd den call me
An it's two young gs that I'm merkin
Magic in your PMs like Merlin
Making my wand disappear like abra cadabra the robbery ting ain't working
An tell me b I'm an IC3
No Cena, you can see me
Take out on a date now, in darkness, certi
Cinema got a man feeling
Nah lemme come tru wit the tree
02, 03
Coming at me I'll shame dem
Ain't nobody steppin round you
Like BL 3
Imma cause a likkle mayhem
Imma win you like V in Brazil
Watch man do ten toes over the hill
'Ver the Horizon, ain't surprisin
Quality trash, mans moving like he reps Samsung
Jus creps no trim like Samson
Watch how I make a young blud go absent
Call him black Santa, I'm Riley
You a bitch nigga, RIP Grandad
Dad told me I'm a great son
Coming like grandson
Don't hold my ransom
Likkle one like brown
Cah hold you down
Three time she be livin inna mansion
Two time she can hop in my Mercedes Benz
I can take u in a ride round ends
Round dem
Wit a skeng
Ion know about dem man dere
But trust
They ain't looking like tens, like
Ben 10 to the Four Arm
Gotta fire arm
Reach out a niggas upper and a forearm
Wit the five-one
Five-O
Best show
My bro
Man knows
Everytime that imma fire on
Sight
Cah whenever nigga sees a man
He leave a man
No future plan
To see the man
Like Superman
Like Clark Kent
Couple glass pon face
You ain't seen the man
Damn
And
The mandem saw how many times this gyal left a nigga unseen B, C, D's on the table
Nah I ain't going fast
But gyal unstable
Like
Rite
Gyal lock that right off
Turn that light off
Come like my boss?
Nah, you can call me a kingpin
Ain't no rap
You can see a man singing
Like
Slow down babygirl
You can give me a twirl
You the sweetest one
Come be my caramel ting
In the ride I'm in
We've barely begun
And a man said Aired like Jordan's
Keep us lowkey, locally
Might scrap dem Air Force 1s
Go French
Make Air Force "tu" and me
I know how it be
Drink your capri
In the sun y'ain't done no wrongs
5 secs nd thass all over
No changeover
Watch how a man gets sprung
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Writer: Nathan Hay
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