Lyrics:
primitive rug rat.
Spoken for by wide life, hybrid mutations and slum cats
Doom for dominion sluggish posture,
See I wait a lifetime just to pierce these
the groove - feell it
Do what ya want but ya know ya got to be cool and boogie
Out on the floor, go down
Bring it low
Close to the ground
Everybody just rock
Stuff about me, chill no out, outside
Dead, deal, no more for you, it's magic
Magical, logical and Christmas day
Extended to stay, stay by stay
You can
out
Just go, and then shout it out loud
Chihuahua here, Chihuahua there
Everybody wants it everywhere
Sing it loud and life can be so easy
What can make
anti
Not The same... I stand fly
You stand by
Wit hands out
The man route
Was taken..
Shake em if I couldn’t bake em
I’m caking cause I wasn’t playin
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
that great?
It's real good, that
Real good
Listen to that, Mal
Oh look out! It's-
She came in through the bathroom window
Protected by a silver
studies
He would find out that magic can be dark
Kaecilius released Dormammu from
The dark dimension with the Eye of Agamoto
He's beaten into submission
that's a faucet
I got deadly 32's just like I'm Magic Johnson
You can't change if you're outta pocket
I feel like Houston there's a problem cause I'm bout
Na disease and mosquito
Way them dey spread, Dispossessed
Humiliated even by our own kind
Destination is extermination
Stay out of the line
As we count
darker
Than his nemesis black saviour
Beaten and bruised
Tortured and used by society
Still walked on
By but everybody got A-verge
We don't comprehend
We
just us on the road
So come on and ride with us
All aboard the magic bus
We're drivin' around
Just, just, just, drivin' around
Everybody askin' me
and soon find out
That the lamp had magic and a genie, no doubt
He rubbed the lamp, a genie appeared
But you really couldn't see him till the green smoke
it go
When a flash we see with a primitive eye
That the elephant pace in the room has died
Whispered thoughts to the wasted worlds
And everybody
know ya got to be cool and boogie
Out on the floor, go down
Bring it low
Close to the ground
Everybody just rock it, don't stop it, gotta rock it
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm
a stereotype like everybody that's Black can jump (break it down)
I'm in a white mink, the fabric is done
Cop rings like Mike, Larry, Magic and them (woo)
Out
I saw you at the Beechwood Cafe
You looked at me and then you looked away
That was some kind
Some kind of friend you turned out to be
You said you had
we goin out buckin
it's either 6 niggas doin the carryin
or 12 niggas doin the judgin
chorus
[Magic] {Mystikal}
[got no
on)
The bitch got excited by the lobster suit (bitch)
Whip out the Glock like a Rasta do (vrrt, vrrt)
Old niggas call me big dawg and salute (old)
I
the groove - feell it
Do what ya want but ya know ya got to be cool and boogie
Out on the floor, go down
Bring it low
Close to the ground
Everybody just rock
God, it's insanity, yeah
Why don't you just get out of my life, yeah?
Why don't you just get out of my life, now?
Why doesn't everybody leave me
Michael Phelps
I'm not an athlete, I rap it's a different kind of game
Yeah I pull my stunts and make these chumps look lame
Sleep onobody that everybody
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