Lyrics:
the magic that you're used to
I float a rose, hands free, like it's Bluetooth
My grand illusions make your parlor tricks irrelevant
The foot of Lady Liberty
I don't wanna hear it
If it ain't that we ain't the same ahk
Me I know That for sure
I don't do no chat my actions speak facts
Nothing new there Done
dope through
He ain't a thug cuz his ass on parole boo
It mean his ass got caught up in a jam
Far as kick ass Ima open up a can
Plugs mad Slim Reese
better than Pac
I'm better than Biggie
I don't give a fuck
You niggas ain't with me
Yeah and I tell you that you slim
I'll give it to Super2jim
It's el
yea yea)
In your mind, I call my pistol 'cause it stay by me
(Uh-huh)
That's like my brother, lucky mothers
We ain't nothin' to see
(Uh-huh)
nice to the dyke, but that was my last try
And since it seems the industry, is infatuated with the bad guy
I'm spitting and pissing on gimmick niggaz,
flows ain't tight to me
I know you trying, man
To find a man as nice as me
But a blind man like "damn that
Would've been a sight to see"
No one can stop
hundred lemme see u post skills
When I'm in Atlanta, magic city the spot
I tripped three thousand that ain't nothin' once you see what I got
Pop that
heels
Yep, I got a few hundred, lemme see your pose skills
When I'm in Atlanta, Magic City the spot
I tipped three thousand, ain't nothin' once you see
anybody fuck with Snoop Doggy Dogg
I'ma make these niggas put his name on the wall
And everywhere I go, I got Mr. Magic here
Because I know that nigga
a savage I don't care how lit that you are
But you cannot match it
When I get on this mic it's like magic tho
You know that I'm bringing the antidote
You
the morning, been drinking all night
And, Plus I'm high, but it ain't over
4 slim bodies scooped me in a wide body rover
Panties and bras all the way from
about all this stuff
I learned about that you can get diamond baguettes, princess cuts or crushed
I got a piece I got a crease, nigga I look nice in it
slim shady
Am I going crazy
Well, maybe?
Lord knows that I lost a dime
My four leaf clover you was one of a kind
And I've been thinking lately
What
I had to do dat by maself
Wasnt wit me in the gym
Pushin weight
Ma pockets slim
I aint have no help
I got up
Had to get it by myself
I aint kno were
know that's no lie
I'm up all night, night time staring at the sky
Music be bumpin so let me see you slow whine
Your body ain't a lie ain't no need to be
on my side and you know she keep that Tony tucked yeah
When them Swoo niggas get started ain't no stopping us
We don't beef on internet you talking then
the game
I hit the streets fans run up to me and tell me that that I'm runnin thangs
Mike Jones, Slim Thug, Lil Keke we be valetin in v.i.p sippin henessy
nigga
Uh, ain't no talkin' fly, I'm warnin' you, tell all your stories, walkin' by
There ain't no more love to give you, my heart is crossed inside
a family
Yo Kan stop playin what the fuck are you sayin?
Remember them chicks from the Brick 'round nine six
That we seen when we hit a lick by
the green light
I be there every night
Poppin out wit my boo thing
You know how we do things
Lil yellow bone, she a cute a thing
Slim waist, nice booty
Aye
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
Don't get hypnotised by the cameras flashing
One night guaranteed satisfaction
I'm known to get my nut then disappear like magic
I know I'm cocky but you
just me my PARTNER N MY CRIME
I do that YA YELLA lambo with a TECH 9
I been a SOULA way back since I was SLIM
Its MAGIC that love my wardrobe
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