[Intro: Magazeen]
Ehhhhh
Maga-to-the-Zeen
Gal come wind 'pon it
Come siddung 'pon it
Gyal me know you's a freak from long time
She take two man one time
Take it here, take it anywhere, from here to Brazil

[Hook: Magazeen]
Tell mi say she want it
Now she calling
That gal want me ride har
Til the morning
She tell me say she need it
Now she calling
That gyal want mi ride har
Til the morning

[Wale]
Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance
She gonna chauffer, after let's call a cab
Wet willy shit, pussy I need a minute
I’m tryna have them lips sync, Milli Vanilli shit
Okay I'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give
Can't read the future, my limit is so illiterate
Lyrically celibate, they can't fuck with me
Y'all crazy, this ain't the same cut with me
Low fitted, sure I'm with it
Polo purple like the dope I'm hitting
Word, one dope ass nigga
Bitches scream "Ralph" they don't know Mike Bivins
As far as these bars, my flow life sentence
And I be in they panties if they be independent
I be in her mind, and y'all be "nevermind"
My marijuana loud, I swear they never mind ?
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