Lyrics:
Pour me a cup of that dusse mix it wit patty and call it patusse
All in the vibe feeling groovy smoking on dank cloud high like its soul plane
Hot
gunsmoke in Tokyo
MC's dosey do your mics up in this rodeo
My star roast em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
Shuttin down national state buildings
star
The director says she talented and will go very far
It's the one they call Madonna who's always throwing off her bra
I mustn't get too excited so I
phone trynna get yo bitch bac
Tommy hill with the polo baby I can mix match
He ain't fuckin on you right
Imma fix that
And they see me wrist twist cause
star
Molly going down
Ain’t talking pills
Rock star
Rock star
Mix that dirty
Call it purple thrill
Pop star
Pop star
Got her singing
While I’m throwing
I just left the Stu and I jumped in the coupe
Mix it up with the juice, now I'm headed to Saturn
I've been on the grind trying to make all the profit
ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my
ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my
Breakthrough
And pray you're thinking of me too
I'll follow you
Pull me out the car
Open the door
Wait by the crack
You're my Lucky Star
I'll follow you
I'll
higher
I buried all my demons you can call it murdah
I'm lovin' my new look with these battle scars
The journey could be worse so I count my lucky stars
go see the stars in the roof, I just ran up 10,000 in blues
Niggas lucky I'm fuck with you, The weekend, yeah she love the crew
I get high feel like
She left trynna find herself but
Came back empty handed
She thought that it would come by fast but was
Left with an empty canvas
The getaway wasn't
superstition… an ongoing mission, to find the light… at the end of my candle’s wick… come to find out, my perfect world… had fallen under new management.
(Verse
Five-star hotel fresh best dressed
Wouldn't even leave my bed when you were around
I'm a 8 figure bitch, I get rest, no stress
And I'm up, you can
my heart and take my life
We should get married now
I want to start my new life, My new life
With you by my side, By my side
I need you like you need
out-a New York, Philadelphia P A
Pittsburgh wheelin', West Virginia all the way
Rollin through Ohio, gonna make it to Kentucky
Gonna make it by
one more day with you
You never understand joy when it's around you
Cuz always having it there never feels brand new
I thank my lucky stars that I'm
a second
We're a force to be reckoned with
Count your lucky stars
We're black on black, it doesn't mean jack
Silence is pure, we attack more and more
Watch
Oh, a whole new way of looking at things
The way you react to phone rings
The way it feels when you just let it flow
Sometimes I wonder just how
the splendidness with precision
Just send it in a mix then get intricate with it
In this penmanship I get ig ig ignorant but then again I meant I spit rid di
Let- let- let my spirit dance
Underneath the stars
I'm just doing me, I can't do you
I done come too far just to fuck it up now
Need to get my money
split 48 bars
My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa star
Every other month I get a brand new car!
[Chorus]
split 48 bars
My name Magoo and I'm a supadupa star
Every other month I get a brand new car!
[Chorus]
get eclipsed
And then I star in the movie (LexNour)
Where the underdog leaves the
Wholе game straight confused
You think you rappin' with a
God, you
.jpg/256px-The_Black_Madonna_at_All_Points_East_Festival_2018_(cropped).jpg "The Blessed Madonna")
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