magic - moe & ayotheproducer lyrics
[intro]
man, i tried to tell you n*ggas this sh*t was gon’ happen, man
this sh*t magic, man
this sh*t shaq and penny magic, man
n*gga, this sh*t mcgrady
[verse 1]
moe, it’s ’bout time to give me my credit (credit)
f*ck it, i said it (yeah)
ain’t gotta flex, i’m really athletic (huh)
who gon’ check it? (check it)
he just rappin’ for the aesthetic (hoo)
who you impressin’? (uh)
i know she yours through the week
on weekends, we sharin’ (yeah)
she on your couch, but she in my dm (dm)
time on demon (yeah)
she ain’t no ho, but she in here eatin’ (yeah)
ooh, she freaky (freaky)
she a real pro, she do it real easy (yeah)
please don’t tease me
started on the phone, now i’m all on tv
i know they see me (huh)
skip that talk, let’s go (let’s go)
unless we talkin’ ’bout bands
we talkin’ ’bout them verse moe (moe)
b*tch don’t stand no chance (yeah)
xo, say i push her to the ledge
i let her blow in the wind (huh)
this one a nine and this one a ten
f*ck it, i left with her friend (yeah)
[chorus]
tada
this sh*t magic, voila (woo)
b*tch, who finished? not i (uh*uh)
b*tch, what limit? sky*high (sky*high)
mhm, aha (aha)
who the f*ck not top five?
millions in my archive
b*tch, who finished? not i (woo)
[interlude]
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
slow down, moe, slow down, moe
why you doin’ it to them n*ggas like that?
let ’em chill, let ’em breathe real quick
aight, f*ck it, go back in
[verse 2]
uh*uh, i cannot be fake to a b*tch
if she playin’ with me, i’ll flake on a b*tch (flake)
told ’em to save me a plate
but f*ck it, i’ll just up the steak on a b*tch (steak)
can’t entertain me a b*tch
how you a player, but come off the bench? (huh)
she wanna play with the tip expeditiously
told her come play with the sh*t (huh)
ooh, yeah
had your run, but your time is up (up)
feelin’ like martin, you ain’t my brother man, it’s your time to step (step)
f*ck it then, n*gga, if i’m able, i’ll get it done by myself (huh)
f*ck that label, i was too epic to be put on a shelf (shee)
i might not love this b*tch tomorrow (love this b*tch tomorrow)
i might get f*cked up and stay soft (f*cked up and stay soft)
i know this hard work gon’ pay off (hard work gon’ pay off)
b*tch, i ball like the playoffs
i put that sh*t on god (woo)
[chorus]
tada
this sh*t magic, voila (woo)
b*tch, who finished? not i (uh*uh)
b*tch, what limit? sky*high (sky*high)
mhm, aha (aha)
who the f*ck not top five?
millions in my archive
b*tch, who finished? not i (woo)
tada
this sh*t magic, voila (woo)
b*tch, who finished? not i (uh*uh)
b*tch, what limit? sky*high (sky*high)
mhm, aha (aha)
who the f*ck not top five?
millions in my archive
b*tch, who finished? not i
[outro]
moe
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