Magic
Say little dude
You ain't shit if you ain't had none of them grits ha
We eating a hot bowl for breakfast lunch and dinner
Even for a midnight snack when you want some of that overtime ha
I bet your momma want a plate ha
Wahh
I'm a magician got tricks up my sleeves
I do the shit that they can not believe
My brother he solid his fam from Belize
Girl you so fine why you wearing that weave
She told me she wear it cause it is protective
Why you ask questions like you a detective
I dick her down give her love and affection
She told me pull out I ain't using protection
Got a few partners that stay out in Texas
She ride the beemer her name is Alexus
Pockets on big yeah they sitting on precious
I might move back get a spot out in Chester
Might buy a subi I hope that Impreza
But if it don't leave my keys on the dresser
Pull up at the party she wearing her best skirt
Deal with it now if you don't it will fester
Throw up the north like I'm doing the shocker
These niggas is singing like they at a opera
I got the combos like it was a locker
Let's get it let's get it I kick it like soccer
You niggas is fake phony imposters
I get the cake you know that they watching
Gotta keep going ain't no other option
I'm smoking the gas 'til a nigga feel nauseous
You ain't shit if you ain't had none of them grits ha
We eating a hot bowl for breakfast lunch and dinner
Even for a midnight snack when you want some of that overtime ha
I bet your momma want a plate ha
Wahh
I'm a magician got tricks up my sleeves
I do the shit that they can not believe
My brother he solid his fam from Belize
Girl you so fine why you wearing that weave
She told me she wear it cause it is protective
Why you ask questions like you a detective
I dick her down give her love and affection
She told me pull out I ain't using protection
Got a few partners that stay out in Texas
She ride the beemer her name is Alexus
Pockets on big yeah they sitting on precious
I might move back get a spot out in Chester
Might buy a subi I hope that Impreza
But if it don't leave my keys on the dresser
Pull up at the party she wearing her best skirt
Deal with it now if you don't it will fester
Throw up the north like I'm doing the shocker
These niggas is singing like they at a opera
I got the combos like it was a locker
Let's get it let's get it I kick it like soccer
You niggas is fake phony imposters
I get the cake you know that they watching
Gotta keep going ain't no other option
I'm smoking the gas 'til a nigga feel nauseous
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Writer(s): Tevin Andrew White
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