متن آهنگ Magic City Money از Sean Paul

متن آهنگ Magic City Money از Sean Paul

Spin that shit Blow that shit This is how we play Okay Magic City Money Yeah Get Magic City Money Yeah Serving everybody Yeah Y'all know what this is I said AC super cool Paper, we running through it JD only do it It's a motion picture movie Having guala, we got pay Fat can't load that K ATLNA Spin that shit Blow that shit This is how we play Car on my neck, but a house on my wrist Bad lil' chick, number one, no pit AI clone can't pump like this JD, J Money ball like Swift Need that shit right now Talkin' 'bout andale Chips on top of chips More than Frito Lay Pocket every slide Guala, having pay JD and J Money ATLNA Okay She get Magic City money Uh Trap got Magic City money Uh Throwing Magic City money On a Magic City Money Eastside in this bitch, I'm going dumb (Stupid) I went white and peanut butter on that foreign (Ooh) I'm still ballin' in this bitch, I feel like Jordan They like, "Sean Pop, where you been?" These niggas boring I feel like Magic in my city with these ones I might go Vick I might just run and throw these ones Gotta party pack of bean Let's have some fun Watch her transform when That Philly hit her tongue She a Energizer Bunny She be going yoing yoing Sean Pop bossed up in this bitch You know it's going yoing yoing Really having shit, I just be throwing Throwing, throwing On a Monday blowing hundreds Watch me thumb, thumb, thumb It's a Monday, know we going to Magic City Strippers, bottles, big blunts, and bad bitches Off the Don Julio, done turned into a demon Got some blood partners, but forever four seasons Hot as hell in Magic City You would never feel they season (Look) I'm so ATL, you know I came up on the East Try to feed me lamb chops, and I'm like "Nah, I'll take some wings" Know my pockets ain't so sloppy Keep a card, this shit is neat And I'm like "Spin that shit, throw that shit, boy, don't be scared" Give them girls your money You can't keep it to yourself Done got fucked up, but you know I never cared ATLANTAGA, I'm always there We in Magic City on a Monday Throwing hella pay Pockets extra sloppy like J Money I'm getting hella bank Blowing all this gas inside the club We having extra nights Shawty throw it back, that bitch so thick She moving hella weight Pop out with JD Pull up on J Money like "What you got for me?" All about the money Feel like my name TIP Play with me, then RIP I could be in Magic City But I'd rather ride the B Look, and all my bitches pretty He got money, we gon' spend it Throw some cash, babe, time is ticking If it's up, then we get with it Spend that bag and you can kick it Don't want love, stay out them feelings If we outside on a Monday Know we deep in Magic City like Need that shit right now Talkin' 'bout andale Chips on top of chips More than Frito Lay Pocket every slide Guala, having pay JD and J Money ATLNA Okay She get Magic City money Uh Trap got Magic City money Uh Throwing Magic City money On a Magic City Monday ♪