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danimal & yung kareer - earvin magic johnson lyrics

[intro:]

swag
b-n-rs
whoop
cook
t-tties
locals
for real doe

[hook: danimal & yung kareer]

earvin magic johnson thats the homie
now we don’t f-ck with the fakes or the phonies
if you don’t f-ck with the locals you can blow me
got love for the johnson well then show me

[verse 1: danimal]

live from the d, blowin d-a-n-k
money piled higher than the left field at fenway
haters all up on my d-ck i told you that they been g-y
the only thing hotter than my chick is my pen game
earvin magic johnson, thats the main homie
if you don’t f-ck with danimal then you can f-ckin blow me
locals gettin big, do you feel me? do you dig?
got keef on my blunt, got a b-tch on my d-ck
and a chopper in the car plus i’m brighter than a star
my rap name is danimal my real name is d carr
all my rhymes are thorough plus we bakin makin bread
and im down to toss the salad if she down to gimme head
k!ll the beat its dead, put it in a coffin
locals headed to the top with no d-mn plans of stoppin
im posted im toasted, try me and get roasted
gettin head while im drivin i was swervin now im coastin

[hook]

[verse 2: j-banana]

this johnson is magic her t-tties are plastic
put this in your stereo and i better hear you blast it
just an ordinary kid with extroardinary style
i been blowing reefer ever since i was a child
hoes lining up to suck my d-ck but i keep it single file
your girl gave me her digits and i think i’m gonna dial
i got h-lla cardio i just ran like 3 miles
f-cked an egyptian and drowned her in the nile
hoes on my d-ck call me a player
hoes on my sword call me a slayer
tim tebow was a gator now the broncos are much g-yer
chuch!

[hook]

[verse 3: yung kareer]

hit a three late cause i come through in the clutch
local ent got these b-tches going nuts
cause all we smoke is papers and our swagger is untouched
and yo girl plays our music even if you think we suck
its the tres leches of the 214, catch a young jew ripping up the dance floor
packed my dog in my suitcase so i wouldn’t leave him home
didn’t wanna hear him moan so i threw the kid a bone
people see me in the street and ask what the f-ck im on
cause im doing cartwheels and my pants long gone
i walk straight up to lisa tell her that i boned her seesta
the rest of the weed? its behind the mona lisa
a cheesy greasy pizza rests in adrian’s sneakas
he took it out and ate it told me it tasted just like tina
game time at the j so we move like a cheetah
walk in sad cause we didn’t pay the prenup
walk out happy cause we took them to the cleaners
could this be any cleaner? only if we were meaner
earvin magic johnson cause we a bunch of wieners
yeeyuh!

- danimal yung kareer lyrics

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