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Black Magic

アーティスト:Rick Ross 

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Poof! There go the car Poof! There go the crib Poof! A hundred mil, David Copperfield David Copperfield, David Copperfield Poof! There go the car Poof! There go the crib Poof! A hundred mil, David Copperfield David Copperfield, David Copperfield Could you knock that ho, could you blame that bitch? Cause she wanna roll with a real nigga like me that's gon' slang that dick Like coke to a fiend, fuck 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 Nigga, you hating on me, she chose And I ain't fuck 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 drop back, 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 light send the mob at, dime sack I'm catching on contact Got racks, y'all niggas ain't 'bout that, 'bout that life! Poof! There go the car Poof! There go the crib Poof! A hundred mil, David Copperfield David Copperfield, David Copperfield


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