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They say Magic City super lit, so I pulled up in front of it Bitches on my summer drip and I just brought out some of it When they see all these racks I'm orderin' They get so disorderly My new AP so watery It make her pussy watery I told her, "Pick a chick, pretty and thick" She wanna see in front of me Exotic whips, designer drip I think the Feds recordin' me When they see all these racks I'm orderin' They get so disorderly When they see all these racks we orderin' Pussy start gettin' watery I'm like, "Nah, nah, nah, nah" I got so much money now Couple 'round me 'fore the fucker came out I used to pull up to Club M, smokin' on a half an ounce Rockin' Jordans 'fore the fuckers came out First I took over the South, took the golds out my mouth I woke up with a motherfuckin' Ghost in my house I'm a gold mouth idiot I'm not with that silly shit Fuck all that articulate, my jawbone's illiterate Money unlimited Cash, I'ma spend that shit My diamonds be hittin' shit, bezin' out the Elliot Multi-million dollar nigga, they know I'm a predicate I don't think you ready yet New watch, it ain't ready yet They say Magic City super lit, so I pulled up in front of it Bitches on my summer drip and I just brought out some of it When they see all these racks I'm orderin' They get so disorderly My new AP so watery It make her pussy watery I told her, "Pick a chick, pretty and thick" She wanna see in front of me Exotic whips, designer drip I think the Feds recordin' me When they see all these racks I'm orderin' They get so disorderly I'm on the stage, she in the audience Money keep her company Ice froze like a blizzard Finesse a nigga like a motherfuckin' wizard "Lean Back," Fat Joe, outta sizzurp Choppa hit 'em both, they're together, it's a his-hers Lil' hoe, what's good? What's the bizz-word No cap when I said, "I'ma hit first" My time, broke nigga don't deserve Any bitch wanted beef, ate dessert Shoppin' and spendin', I don't got no limit Fuckin' him good, throw it back, I be killin' the money He called it one hell of a feelin' Aye, bruh, tell these niggas I'm grindin' like Diddy Broke bitch need a payroll Eight hundred dollar shoes, Valentino Bitches be lost, so they fuckin' for the cheat code Summertime drop, I'ma pop out with a peacoat Freak hoe got no mileage, bitch You're my hating addict, bitch Keysha just the baddest chick And Asian, I'm a savage, bitch Who said I'm not rappin' shit? I'm harder than your daddy dick Took off, I'm not average I'm solid, Moleskin fabric They say Magic City super lit, so I pulled up in front of it Bitches on my summer drip and I just brought out some of it When they see all these racks I'm orderin' They get so disorderly My new AP so watery It make her pussy watery I told her, "Pick a chick, pretty and thick" She wanna see in front of me Exotic whips, designer drip I think the Feds recordin' me When they see all these racks I'm orderin' They get so disorderly I'm on the stage, she in the audience Money keep her company
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