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alice at magic - k3 (usa) lyrics

[intro]
strippers throwin’ ass, we at magic
i just throw my lil’ sh*t in a circle, look like magic
how the blunt so small when it get passed? that sh*t like magic
i done blew up faster than these lil’ hoes could imagine (hardheaded, baby)
(ayo, eli, what the f*ck?)

[verse 1]
huh, huh made a ho kiss my ring, it’s pink like a pig (pink, pink)
and you stressing this lil’ ho out, he smoking on cigs (ew)
i gotta roll my own blunt, i tried to hit eli’s, that sh*t look like a twig
i got that pack from yak, he gave me a deal, got that gram for ten
smoke, smoke, smoke all on my lungs, it’s tryna f*ck with my stomach
go, go, go, tryna see bucks, i’m tryna get to them hundreds
okay, if you play with my gang, we gon’ cut off your head, that’s lying, n0body above it
okay, if you play with k3, i’m gon’ call up my frat
expect sh*t and you gon’ get punished
yеah, talkin’ my sh*t then they love it
hatеrs are fiendin’, my dms be bustin’
chilling with yak, he look like my cousin, act like he chill, but he really be buggin’
cj call me, i’m like, “what the f*ck?”
her titties big and she got a fat b*tt
turnt up with my b*tches, we out to the club
i don’t like to drink, can you pass me the blunt?

[chorus]
strippers throwin’ ass, we at magic
i just throw my lil’ sh*t in a circle, look like magic
how the blunt so small it get passed? that sh*t like magic
i done blew up faster than these lil’ hoes could imagine, huh, huh
[bridge]
(it’s indiana jones on the check*in)
(live from magic city…all this ass has me at a loss for words)
(hahaha)
(don’t tell the wife and kids)

[verse 2]
m*mind your business b*tch, i be on some ignorant sh*t
she seen all this cash up in my pockets, she gon’ dance for it
say she like my music, play my song, now she gettin’ lit
i just put a fifty in her thong, then she hit the splits
make ’em disappear, just like magic, i’m houdini, b*tch
i’m a slimy ho, i’m too green like zucchini, b*tch
this n*gga so gay, lil nas x on his twinnem sh*t
pull up with eugene in a maybach, he got a different whip

[outro]
hrr, hrr, let’s go
don’t want this b*tch
princess diana on some sh*t
okay, okay
let me roll up my blunt now

- k3 usa lyrics

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