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salva - magic lyrics

magic lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
here’s some f+cking pimp sh+t for your ass
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
do you believe in magic?

[verse 1]
i think i’m ready to get my pimp on
slide up on a bad b+tch, this b+tch look good
got her hair and her nails done, looking lavish
sh+t, i’ma act a fool
this b+tch don’t know me, eastside, east city playas
b+tches gettin’ served when they [?] ratchets
(’cause) this d+ck’s like magic (what?)
motherf+ckers don’t like me
dope cane my wifey
she got a n+gga so icy
so i got a line full of n+ggas wanna shoot up a fight
fеds wanna [?] me for big ballin’
[?] on the [?]
got the backwoods [?] sh+t
h+lla hoеs over here, what the f+ck you thought?
(way she rather sit, that ass so big it’s like a magic trick
way she rather sit, that ass so big it’s like a magic trick)
yeah, h+lla hoes over here, what the f+ck you thought?
(way she rather sit, that ass so big it’s like a magic trick
way she rather sit, that ass so big it’s like a magic trick)
[verse 2]
i think i’m ready get to get my pimp on
slide up to my dope pal
dope fiends in the living room wanna get a taste [?]
i’ma act a clown, these n+ggas don’t know me
put my pimpin’ on a scale of one to ten, eleven be my average
(’cause) this dope like magic (what?)
motherf+ckers don’t like me
i bet they only wanna fight me
and it’s prolly because i got yo’ b+tch
way she rather sit, that ass so big it’s like a magic trick
couple of the blunts to the [?] and if she down to flip
i fix that ass and i lift that ass, [?]
what the f+ck you thought?
(way she rather sit, that ass so big it’s like a magic trick
way she rather sit, that ass so big it’s like a magic trick)
yeah, h+lla hoes over here, what the f+ck you thought?
(way she rather sit, that ass so big it’s like a magic trick
way she rather sit, that ass so big it’s like a magic trick
way she rather sit, that ass so big it’s like a magic trick
way she rather sit, that ass so big it’s like a magic trick
way she rather sit, that ass so big it’s like a magic trick
way she rather sit, that ass so big it’s like a magic trick)

[verse 3: psyde]
i think i’m ready get to get my pimp on
lay no old racks over here
throwbacks over here, blow stacks over here
[?]
get back over here
yeah, i’m still
don’t make me go [?]
i’m lookin’ through the peephole
[?] freddie, we at it
pimpin’ everywhere, these haters
[?]
got hundred gats [?]
i got ninety nine problems but my d+ck ain’t one
what the f+ck you thought?
you ain’t crazy b+tch, you ain’t crazy b+tch
you ain’t crazy b+tch, you ain’t crazy b+tch
what the f+ck you thought?
[outro: freddie gibbs & psyde]
get your motherf+ckin’ pimp on player, yeah
yeah, that’s right, psyde

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