Magic
(feat. Gudda Gudda)
[Lil Wayne]
Magic, ahh ahh ow!
Rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh
Lemme spark up first...
Magic, ahh ahh ow!
Rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh
Lemme spark up first..
Let you know what the fuck is goin on
The dedication 3 .. count it 1 2 3
Yeahh money makin weezy, weezy makin money
I keep my dick in my pants but them hoes take it from me
I go to sleep on monday and I wake up sunday
I go to sleep with money and wake up with money
Man im all about 5 of em
My girl so thick you can see her ass from the side of her hehe
Yo girl just came in her booth somebody better get her a flammable suit
I got that bitch jumpin like a kangaroo
Aint a thang to do is to bang the screw
I live in the clouds like the angels do
Hey traffic let my vanquish through
Hey ma this what I think of you ..
I wanna fuck yo head off and fuck you ankles loose ..
Then drank the juice ..
Im dangerouss
I got her clothes fallin off like the hanger loose
Mmm I be the monster in her closet
She wanna go to mars I tell her hop on top my rocket
5 4 3 2 1 take off
John travolta with that head I suck yo "faceoff"
Tell yo man take that cape off
I put his ass in the pocket like the 8 ball
Wait yall, I've never been tall
But if I stand on my money ill be with god
Like hallelujah baby its, its young mulah babyyyy
[Gudda Gudda]
Hahaha yall niggas stupid
Alright look
Young gudda put the gun to yo head make ya pop like a bubble
When I pop off you in trouble
Gat to yo waist click clack niggas fuckin knee buckle
Look at these suckas
Talkin this bullshit they dont know gudda got a full clip
And I pull shit
Leave yo stupid ass wet like a pool bitch I dont bullshit noo
Leave a bitch nigga stinking like bullshit
Gudda aint the nigga you should fool with, no
These niggas know me nigga
Knife like Shinobi nigga...haha
[Lil Wayne]
Ha ha
Yo motha owe me nigga
Yo brotha paid me nigga
Yo sista laid me nigga
And I made your wife suck my weezy f. babies nigga
Im still crazy nigga
Fuckin right im wildin
Nigga I just made a hundred fucking million dollars
Nigga I aint even gotta rhyme,
Nigga I just made a hundred fuckin million dollars
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