เนื้อเพลง Magic - Lil Wayne
เนื้อเพลง Magic
[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 f*ck is goin on
The dedication 3 .. count it 1 2 3
Yeahh money makin weezy, weezy makin money
I keep my d*ck 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 b*tch 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 f*ck yo head off and f*ck 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 s*ck 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 n*ggas 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 n*ggas f*ckin knee buckle
Look at these s*ckas
Talkin this bullsh*t they dont know gudda got a full clip
And I pull sh*t
Leave yo stupid ass wet like a pool b*tch I dont bullsh*t noo
Leave a b*tch n*gga stinking like bullsh*t
Gudda aint the n*gga you should fool with, no
These n*ggas know me n*gga
Knife like Shinobi n*gga...haha
[Lil Wayne]
Ha ha
Yo motha owe me n*gga
Yo brotha paid me n*gga
Yo sista laid me n*gga
And I made your wife s*ck my weezy f. babies n*gga
Im still crazy n*gga
F*ckin right im wildin
N*gga I just made a hundred f*cking million dollars
N*gga I aint even gotta rhyme,
N*gga I just made a hundred f*ckin million dollars