文本歌词

Magic - The Real Tune
Ready ready ahh-ahh-ow
Rest in peace pimp C pimp C yeah
Yeah
Lemme spark up first
I'm ready ahh-ahh-ow
Rest in peace pimp C pimp C yeah yeah
Lemme spark up first
Spark up first
Let you know what the f**k is going on
Is going on
The dedication 3
The dedication 3
Count it count it 1 2 3
1 2 3
Yeah money make weezy weezy makin' money
I keep my dick in my pants
But them hoes take it from me
Take it from me
I go to sleep on Monday and I wake up Sunday
Wake up Sunday
I go to sleep with money and wake up with money
Wake up with money
Man I'm on about 5 of 'em
5 of 'em
My girl so thick you can see
Her a*s from the side of her
Side of her
Yo girl just came in her booth
Somebody better get her a flammable suit
I got that b***h jumping like a kangaroo
Kangaroo
Ain't a thing to do but bang and screw
I live in the cloud like the angels do
Hey traffic let my vanquish through
Hey ma this what I think of you
I wanna f**k yo head off and f**k yo ankles loose
Ankles loose
Then drink the juice I'm danger-oose
I got her clothes falling off like the hanger loose
The hanger loose
I be the monster in her closet
She wanna go to Mars I tell her
Hop on top my rocket
My rocket
5 4 3 2 1 take-off
John Travolta with the head I suck yo face off
Face off
Tell your man take that cape off
I put his a*s in the pocket like the 8 ball
8 ball
Wait yall I've never been tall
But if I stand on my money I'll be with God
With God
Like hallelujah baby
It's it's young moola baby
Young gudda put the gun to ya
Head make ya pop like a bubble
When I pop off you in trouble
Gat to yo waist click-clack
N***as' f**kin knees buckle
Look at these suckas gudda
Talkin this bulls**t they
Don't know gudda got a full clip
And I pull s**t leave yo stupid
A*s wet like a pool b***h
I don't bulls**t no leave a b***h n***a stinking like bulls**t
Gudda ain't the n***a you should fool with no
These n***as know me n***a knife like shinobi n***a
Ha your mother owe me n***a
Your brother pay me n***a your sister lay me n***a
And I made your wife suck my Weezy F babies n***a
I'm still a crazy n***a f**kin right I'm wildin'
Right I'm wildin'
N***a I just made a hundred
F**king million dollars
Million dollars
N***a I ain't even gotta rhyme
Gotta rhyme
N***a I just made a hundred
F**king million dollars
Million dollars
Million dollars