Lyrics

Yea, yeah We so up, can't imagine Yeah Let's go Too much lean, can't manage And I been up I know you can't stand it Imagine All that cap, just vanished Alladdin Cuz, a nigga got magic Whoa I, got a little magic, yeah I, I got a little magic, whoa I, I got a little magic, whoa I, got a little magic, yeah Too much lean, can't manage And I been up, I know you can't stand it Imagine All that cap, just vanished Alladdin Cuz, a nigga got magic Whoa I, got a little magic, yeah I, I got a little magic, whoa I, I got a little magic, whoa I, got a little magic, yeah Everything Magic Everything Magical I done had it Everything from hoes to the gold I'm a magnet Everywhere I go, they go And it's all about status Tell me who you are, just tell me Magic I can get a dollar from a penny Bad And she from the block like Jenny It's a million dollar line So when you call, don't waste my time I'm in the mall, not buying, I'm shining You know they all not me they lying Had enough of this bitch named Lani And you know what I'm on, don't start me From the front to the back of the party We too deep in here, fuck everybody Yeah Too much money, can't manage And I been up, I know you can't stand it Imagine All that cap, just vanished Aladdin Cuz, a nigga got magic Whoa I, got a little magic, yeah I, I got a little magic, whoa I, I got a little magic, whoa I, got a little magic, yeah That magic Pull a rabbit out the hat, that's classic Make the money do flips, gymnastics She said when I disappear it's tragic Why do I act like Houdini I don't want no one to see me I don't want no one to know bout my whereabouts You ask where I'm at get the runaround Yea I'm around, out here running round If you got some cash, then I'm comin now Spinning your block, yeah I'm coming down I was just broke, now I run the town I'll tell you just how I did it Hope that you're good with your digits Hope that you're good with your math Cuz if you're not You gon be owing somebody They gon be right on your ass I ordered a quarter The plug knew my people Showed me some love and he threw me a half Break it all down Heat up some water Come on let's give that lil birdie a bath Half of chicken, that's why we call it a chick I'mma filet it like fish I might just whip this shit up with a whisk Watch how I do it, it's all in the wrist Too much lean, can't manage And I been up, I know you can't stand it Imagine all that cap, just vanished Alladdin Cuz, a nigga got magic Whoa I, got a little magic, yeah I, I got a little magic, whoa I, I got a little magic, whoa I, got a little magic, yeah
Writer(s): Johnathan Depina Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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