Magic City Monday Lyrics - Jeezy

Bih we ain't playing bout that money 

We got em wrapped up like a mummy 

That Presidential looking sunny 

Feel like a Magic City Monday 

These nias hating on a playa, holding their nuts on a playa 

They wanna see a nia fall out the game 

Just know I stay smoking good, steady balling on these suckas 

Counting paper, I suggest you do the same 

Jizzle is the name, hustling is the game 

Bought everything on the mannequin, money like a train 

Might just walk up out of Neiman's and go buy me a plane 

Black drophead Phantom just to hog up all the lanes 

If you don't think that's funny, then you don't know me, money 

If you playing bout this paper, then you don't know me, honey 

The clique don't do no holsters, we standing on the sofa 

And we be in them Rolls, the ones that come with chauffeurs 

Who the fk the DJ? He playing all my hits 

Say who them nias putting on? Bet they got all the bricks 

Money's the agenda, we mix it like a blender 

Got ten off in the fender, with steps up in the center 

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Rest in peace Nando, car full of ammo 

Abracadabra, Magic, Orlando 

Hop up out the bando, hop up out the Lambo 

Got my Cuban links on, they gon need a passport 

I'm doing the dashboard, paid $300 cash for it 

Used to have the glass like it came out the backboard 

Came in the backdoor, skin color rim 

Man the bih keep robbing on me, I'ma turn into a genie 

Got that Magic City flow, got that money on the floor 

I'm so close to the club, I damn near parked on the floor 

It's a line at the door, nias lying at the door 

Hit the hotel suite and put the sign on the door 

Photos 

That's that check running through the machine! 

I got the retail on em 

By the time it get to you it got detail on it 

We got that fishscale on it 

By the time it get to you it got seashells on it 

I get a rush now 

Walk-through the Rollie and bust down 

After I flooded my wrist 

I go jump in your bih and then jump in a foreign 

You know what I represent 

Everything I whip up, yeah it gotta be foreign 

We wrap it up like a mummy 

Finessing and wrapping up dummy 

I got a plug on the girl 

But I know, I know you telling 

I gotta st on you first, cause I know you jealous 

I had to jump off the porch, now I'm fully developed 

Baller status, absolutely, top back, no roof 

They search around for the street fare 

They'll never have a clue 

Super 

Who you know run up the check like that? 

Who you know run up the check like that? 

Who you know run up a tab like that? 

Hendrix! Hendrix!