Magik Touch

Synethetic (Yeah)
OG Bizzle man, pastor wit a stick shootin' from the pulpit
Ohkay

I got that magic touch (ohkay)
I touch it, it disappear (ohkay)
Vanish in thin air (ohkay)
Gon' like I ain't cook enough (ohkay)
I got that magic touch (ohkay)
I touch it, it disappear (ohkay)
Vanish in thin air (ohkay)
Gon' like I ain't cook enough (Bizzle!)

My momma's a hustler (ohkay)
My daddy's a hustler (ohkay)
My granny's a hustler (ohkay)
So her grandson a hustler (ohkay)
It run through my veins, boy (bang bang bang bang)
And I still got that stamina, .40 with the dick in her (I got him)
I pull it, I'll end your year (I got him)
So don't be fuckin' 'round around here, boy
It goes down a lot around here, boy (ohkay)
And I ain't never owned a fuck, nigga (never)

So I ain't got one to give, boy (at all)
AR15 with the monkey nuts, (ohkay) that bitch get to clappin'
Hit ya' ass in ya' chest, make ya' slip and fall
Haha, boy, you such a kluts, yeah, I got that magic touch (yeah)
In the kitchen, I'm cookin' up (yeah)
Gon' like I ain't cook enough (ohkay)
If it's beef then I'm whippin' up
But I rather be gettin' these commas up
What the fuck is wrong with you, bruh?
If that was yo' bitch, oh, I'm sorry,
I'm droppin' that dick in her (ohkay)

I got that magic touch (ohkay)
I touch it, it disappear (ohkay)
Vanish in thin air (ohkay)
Gon' like I ain't cook enough (ohkay)
I got that magic touch (ohkay)
I touch it, it disappear (ohkay)
Vanish in thin air (ohkay)
Gon' like I ain't cook enough
I got that magic touch (ohkay)
I touch it, it disappear (ohkay)
Vanish in thin air (ohkay)
Gon' like I ain't cook enough (ohkay)
I got that magic touch (ohkay)
I touch it, it disappear (ohkay)
Vanish in thin air (ohkay)
Gon' like I ain't cook enough

Excusе me little sir, big dog in this bitch
I stay wit them cannons like a pirate ship, if I squeeze one of them
You will not live, son of a bitch, no flex over here
You get blessed over here, I'm God and you Jesus
Just give me a reason to put that cross on yo' ass
You flexin', I'm taxin', I got that W too
Let it double up too,
Still aimin' at you, what the fuck do you mean?
Cowabunga!

Yeah, totally dude, I'm missin' some screws, like fuck you niggas
Only real ass niggas in my circle, and I'm smokin' what I'm drinkin'
And I'm bussin' what I'm holdin', and the bitch hold a hundred
Like nigga, fuck reloadin', and ya' chest wide open like 24-7
Bizzle, bitch you trippin', No
I go hard like, bitch, you missin', all these clips
And these bitches empty, Why?
'Cause I'm on my job like I just clocked in
Bizzle, bitch you trippin', No!
I go hard like, bitch, you missin', all these clips
And these bitches empty, Why?
'Cause I'm on my job like I just clocked in
Bizzle!

I got that magic touch (ohkay)
I touch it, it disappear (ohkay)
Vanish in thin air (ohkay)
Gon' like I ain't cook enough (ohkay)
I got that magic touch (ohkay)
I touch it, it disappear (ohkay)
Vanish in thin air (ohkay)
Gon' like I ain't cook enough (ohkay)
I got that magic touch (ohkay)
I touch it, it disappear (ohkay)
Vanish in thin air (ohkay)
Gon' like I ain't cook enough (ohkay)
I got that magic touch (ohkay)
I touch it, it disappear (ohkay)
Vanish in thin air (ohkay)
Gon' like I ain't cook enough