Magic
You ain't got no money
Go get some (go get that shit)
Countin' fifties and hunnids on re-run
Seen that, believe that (aw, yeah)
Fiending, I need that
You ain't got no money
Go get that
All fifties and hunnids, nigga
I'm with that (with all that shit)
I don't wanna be friends
Better get back
You was never on the ends
You a big rat (squee, squee, squee)
You was sniffin' on cheese
I'm a big trap
I'm a big dog
Shorty got a little cat (OK, OK)
Never played by the rule like BK (yeah)
Cuttin' that cake, no b-day (yeah)
Moving that weight, no cheat day (yeah)
Pass that around like relay
Aw yeah (yeah)
Plug do magic (magic, magic)
Gimme that work, it vanish (poof)
One of my fiends almost OD'd
Swear to God I panicked
Had to red light my deals, on me
Tried to keep my sani
Life ain't nothing but a choice
Chose that life (aw, yeah)
You ain't never been through nothing
That's fine, better off not knowing that life (aw, yeah)
Work that job, pay that bill
Enjoy that life (yeah, yeah)
Grew up in the hills, acting like you real
You don't know that price (yone know nun bout dat)
OK, OK
You ain't got no money
Go get some
Countin' fifties and hunnids on re-run
Seen that, believe that
Fiending, I need that
You ain't got no money
Go get that
All fifties and hunnids, nigga
I'm with that
I don't wanna be friends
Better get back
Go get some (go get that shit)
Countin' fifties and hunnids on re-run
Seen that, believe that (aw, yeah)
Fiending, I need that
You ain't got no money
Go get that
All fifties and hunnids, nigga
I'm with that (with all that shit)
I don't wanna be friends
Better get back
You was never on the ends
You a big rat (squee, squee, squee)
You was sniffin' on cheese
I'm a big trap
I'm a big dog
Shorty got a little cat (OK, OK)
Never played by the rule like BK (yeah)
Cuttin' that cake, no b-day (yeah)
Moving that weight, no cheat day (yeah)
Pass that around like relay
Aw yeah (yeah)
Plug do magic (magic, magic)
Gimme that work, it vanish (poof)
One of my fiends almost OD'd
Swear to God I panicked
Had to red light my deals, on me
Tried to keep my sani
Life ain't nothing but a choice
Chose that life (aw, yeah)
You ain't never been through nothing
That's fine, better off not knowing that life (aw, yeah)
Work that job, pay that bill
Enjoy that life (yeah, yeah)
Grew up in the hills, acting like you real
You don't know that price (yone know nun bout dat)
OK, OK
You ain't got no money
Go get some
Countin' fifties and hunnids on re-run
Seen that, believe that
Fiending, I need that
You ain't got no money
Go get that
All fifties and hunnids, nigga
I'm with that
I don't wanna be friends
Better get back
Credits
Writer(s): Alan Bergman, Marilyn Bergman, Michel Jean Legrand
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