Black Magic (feat. Rick Ross)

[Rick Ross - Hook]

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

[Meek Mill]

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 god damn, drop that, pop that

Got the top back, on a drop back, I’m back

In a glock, where the crotch at

I’m strapped where the rocks at?

Where the watch at? Stop that!

You got that, got that ?

Got racks, y’all niggas ain’t about that, about that life

[Rick Ross - hook]

[Meek Mill]

Poof, niggas fuck your life

Fuck y’all niggas and fuck your wife

Got 2 bad bitches with a nigga

And they aint know they gonna fuck all night

And I rock hard white

Niggas wrist game pride

I pull up on the horse

And I’m sitting on fours

In a big boy drive

Call big boy shot

All clear stones in my big boy watch

All year long got the strip on lock

Everytime we in this bitch man she ain’t gonna pop

My hip on glock, your hip on nothing

My niggas got racks, your niggas be frontin’

Red Cartier, Red bone bitch, Red Bottoms on her

Hair long as shit, hold up

Yellow gold rub, yellow bone hoe

And yellow bottoms, its paid nigga

Hoe, I’m made niggas

[Rick Ross - hook]