Black Magic Meek Mill
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Poof, there go the car
Poof, there go the crib
Poof, a hundred mill
Woop, David Copperfield
David Copperfield, David Copperfield
Poof, there go the car
Poof, there go the crib
Poof, a hundred mill
Woop, David Copperfield
David Copperfield, David Copperfield
Could you knock that hoe? Could you blame that bitch?
'Cause you wanna roll with a real nigga like me
Then go and suck that dick like hoe to a fiend
Fuck throat when I lean, take long on a purp
Mad hoe on the beam, 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 role
My stick shift, she drove did everything that she 'pose
I pull my camera out and she posed
And I was like goddamn, drop that, pop that
Got the top back, on a drop back, I'm back
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