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mg sleepy - magic phone lyrics

[intro]
nando
alright, i said

[verse]
just sold two grams of fetty for like four+fifty
told you i ain’t nothing like your ex, his ass a broke n+gga
i got some sh+t up on my mind, but i get cold with it
n+gga you ain’t tryna shoot your gun, you should’ve rolled with me
i said, it ain’t no smoking in this whip, i gotta load with me
b+tch i got some pounds inside the whip, it had your nose itching (cmon)
this lil’ b+tch keep talking in tongues and say the whole sentence
ask the b+tch what you gon’ do for me, i feel like loe shimmy
i said, ask this b+tch what you gon’ do for me, i feel like loe shimmy
b+tch why you keep flashing your bra, but show your whole titties
told this b+tch i got the magic phone, i serve the whole city
my n+gga told him ’bout the codies, i said wrong [?]
i said, i took two yerks ‘fore bed and went to sleep itching
n+gga i just drunk a half a pint, this feel like [?] (cmon)
b+tch i put diamonds on my chest, you see the sleep in this
n+gga i just f+cked a rapper b+tch and fell asleep in her
i said, i just f+cked a rapper b+tch and fell asleep in her
face f+cked a b+tch and flip around, i got my knees in her (cmon)
i said i know your watch a fraud, that’s why it keep ticking
b+tch you bet not up a [?] ’round me, ’cause i’ll leave with it
i said b+tch you bet not up a [?] ’round me, ’cause i’ll leave with it
they tried to trick me out my spot, like i ain’t peep n+ggas
spent like thirteen hundred on some ricks to put my feet in ’em
i said, i’m sick my n+gga pinched the bag, i tried to eat with him
i said, i’m sick my n+gga pinched the bag, i tried to eat with him
b+tch i got a play that stay in flint, i need a geek with me (cmon)
i said, my n+gga said he seen the ops, i tell him keep spinning
b+tch i bought a slider with the tint so i can creep in it
i said, i just hung up on a b+tch and told her [?] did it
backing in my two car garage, i gotta jeep in it (cmon)
i said, i told my plug i found the cd, gotta [?] pick it
b+tch i loose some sh+t up in the air and you gon’ [?]
i said, b+tch i ain’t tryna go to h+ll, but i just keep sinning
b+tch i gotta warrant for my arrest, but i just keep [?]
i said, n+gga you broker then a f+ck, you upping cheap chicken
broke up with my b+tch and found some lashes, but them pack b+tches
i said b+tch i found some lashes, but them pack b+tches
told this b+tch that we can settle down, but you’s a rap [?]
i said, i cut this b+tch from off the roster, now i back tricking
b+tch i gotta play that stay on fifth, i gotta grab glizzy
i said, i used to trap on seventeenth, that’s where my dad livin
bro just beat a case for self defense, he had a fast sentence

- mg sleepy lyrics

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