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lirik lagu rick ross – black magic

[chorus: rick ross]
(poof!) there go the car (poof!) there go the crib
(poof!) a hundred mil (whoop!) david copperfield
david copperfield
david copperfield
(poof!) there go the car (poof!) there go the crib
(poof!) a hundred mil (whoop!) david copperfield
david copperfield
david copperfield

[verse 1: meek mill]
could you knock that ho?
could you blame that b-tch
cause she wanna roll with a real n-gga like me
that’s gon’ slang that d-ck?
like c0ke to a fiend, f-ck throat on the lean
take low on the perc’, now that ho on a bean
still money over these hoes
got ysl on my clothes
and blood drip on my sneakers
n-gga, you hating on me, she chose
and i ain’t f-ck your girl, she rode
my stick-shift she drove
did everything that she ‘posed to
i pulled my camera out and she posed
and i was like, “got that, drop that, pop that”
got the top back on the dropback, i’m back
and the glock at where the crotch at, i’m strapped
all the rocks at where the watch at, stop that
could you cop that? not that
i’m like, “send the mob at”, dime sack
i’m catching on contact, got racks
y’all n-ggas ain’t ’bout that, ’bout that life!

[verse 2: meek mill]
poof! n-gga f-ck your life
f-ck your n-ggas and f-ck your wife (f-ck ’em!)
got two bad b-tches with a n-gga
and you know they gon’ f-ck all night (right)
and i rock hard white, n-gga rich game pride
i’ll pull up on wh0r-s and i’m sitting on fours in a big boy drop
call big boy shots
all clear stones in my big boy watch
all year long, got the strip on lock
everytime we in this b-tch, man, sh-t gon’ pop
my hip on glock, your hip on nothing
my n-ggas got racks, y’all n-ggas be fronting
red cartier, redbone b-tch
red bottoms on her, hair long as sh-t (hold up)
yellow gold ro’, yellow bone ho
and yellow bottles of spades n-gga, whole clique self made n-gga

- lirik lagu rick ross

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