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satchy - magic wand lyrics

everything that i do is about a check you can check so when you see me on your set its about a check you can check my timesheet gone show you that im about a check you can check and in the pen doing that i was about a check you can check n-gga meet the plug build a bond now you the plug magic wand be lighting fast when flipping the bomb and re-up again magic wand but if you get caught why be a p-wn don’t tell them jack magic wand and have you some money so you can make bond and get that sh-t back magic wand this is the chorus
i got a magical wrist i can take 4 and a half and turn it to a six in the kitchen im whipping that b-tch like im a pimp on a hoe that ain’t turning no tricks yeah im known to k!ll a remix but my original song most likely a hit so i might pull up with your b-tch blowing gas on the p-ssenger seat making plays to get rich and she want me to k!ll her cut like fentanyl but im fitting all this d-ck in your b-tch jaws heroin satchy im that raw but yall still think we he haw free my n-gga c0ke boy yeah we really sell dope boy get my number check my tomis sheet schedule 2 what it show boy nall for real im a trap n-gga i don’t know about you i don’t g-ngb-ng but i like my money blue i ain’t set tripping tho i take red fifties too and i pull up with a chauffeur everytime i come thru ………………. this last line is repeated 2 time ……………first verse
i don’t got talent im gifted so people get lifted off sh-t i say in my rymes cause i ain’t like most of these rappers i really cook crack and tote straps and make plays all the time check my rap sheet you think that im lying when i was doing time i trapped all thru the pen from turney center to west high n-gga i was getting that pack in and triasdale too when i fell thru free my n-gga mac keylow we struck for bombs no c4 and got em gone on the d-low i should teach hustlenomics like young joc at trap school like bizzy bird cause if i ain’t got it i can get you served or woo an-gga like west third i done came along way from trapping at browntown when lil ark stayed across the street running thru them pounds and k.j. had them bricks and the city locked down and i seen fatdaddy sell a rock off the ground hustle all thru my dna my daddy was a jay so my momma had to get it on her own then i f-ck around and heard pocket full of stones every since then i been trying to get it gone …..

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