[Intro: DJ Drama]
Question (Zombie on the track)
What's it called when your music changes the world?
I call it magic (Zombie on the track)
Welcome to Magic City
Everybody leaves with a smile on they face (Hahaha)
When wizards collide, things get monumental
Things get legendary, some things may never be the same
This what y'all was waitin' for?
Now watch the competition disappear, poof
[Verse 1: Kid Cudi]
Feelin' it, set, we go (Uh, uh), too bossy (Aye)
Bet a nigga cooler than the motherfuckers talkin' (Uh), too flossy (Aye)
Tеll them we ain't trippin' 'bout them ho niggas lеavin' the team, it's a party in the loft (Be out)
Keep the money on flow, and I'm getting what I need, it's a car with a collar on
Bitch get off me (Aye)
That shit off me (Got it)
Livin' when I'm zooted so often (Ah)
This shit lit, get off me (Aight, aight)
In fact, I ain't even worried, got no troubles, do you hear 'em?
Look at the stars, no cap, once you hit 'em
I'm gon' give 'em what I bleed for the fam', yeah, hit 'em
[Chorus: Kid Cudi]
Ooh, the drop, cruise in the drop, hit me
Rollin' rock, too much fresher than y'all, hit me
Bitch, get off me
Bitch, get off
Bitch, ish, off me (Yeah)
Bitch, ish, get off me, off
Question (Zombie on the track)
What's it called when your music changes the world?
I call it magic (Zombie on the track)
Welcome to Magic City
Everybody leaves with a smile on they face (Hahaha)
When wizards collide, things get monumental
Things get legendary, some things may never be the same
This what y'all was waitin' for?
Now watch the competition disappear, poof
[Verse 1: Kid Cudi]
Feelin' it, set, we go (Uh, uh), too bossy (Aye)
Bet a nigga cooler than the motherfuckers talkin' (Uh), too flossy (Aye)
Tеll them we ain't trippin' 'bout them ho niggas lеavin' the team, it's a party in the loft (Be out)
Keep the money on flow, and I'm getting what I need, it's a car with a collar on
Bitch get off me (Aye)
That shit off me (Got it)
Livin' when I'm zooted so often (Ah)
This shit lit, get off me (Aight, aight)
In fact, I ain't even worried, got no troubles, do you hear 'em?
Look at the stars, no cap, once you hit 'em
I'm gon' give 'em what I bleed for the fam', yeah, hit 'em
[Chorus: Kid Cudi]
Ooh, the drop, cruise in the drop, hit me
Rollin' rock, too much fresher than y'all, hit me
Bitch, get off me
Bitch, get off
Bitch, ish, off me (Yeah)
Bitch, ish, get off me, off
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