Magic

Why you always call me when you on one
I feel as though you talkin like you fallen
Sprinkle my shit on you make you golden
Coz baby if my soldier got a problem
Give him that magic
He need my magic, yeah
Give him that magic
He need my magic

I got that good love, yeah
He want this good love, and
He knows I'm full cup
Don't need no half love, nah

We on that good love
That real love
That full love
That chill love
That heart full of bliss love
He got it
That sauce when we missin
Those next level kisses
My heart fills his wishes
He got it

Why you always call me when you on one
I feel as though you talkin like you fallen
Sprinkle my shit on you make you golden
Coz baby if my soldier got a problem
Give him that magic
He need my magic, yeah
Give him that magic
He need my magic

He got that sure love
Be walking tall love
I'm feelin full coz
He got me warmed up

We on that play over workin
That too busy flirting
That overly certain
We on that
Saving his serving
Coz he's out here earning
And my mix returning
We on that

Why you always call me when you on one
I feel as though you talkin like you fallen
Sprinkle my shit on you make you golden
Coz baby if my soldier got a problem
Give him that magic
He need my magic, yeah
Give him that magic
He need my magic



Credits
Writer(s): Herbert Dramuke, Amy Laura Henn
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