Black Magic Lyrics - Meek Mill Gang 2 - Meek Mill

Poof! There go the car 

Poof! There go the crib 

Poof! A hundred mil, David Copperfield 

David Copperfield, David Copperfield 

Could you knock that ho, could you blame that bitch? 

Cause she wanna roll with a real nigga like me thats gon' slang that dick 

Like coke to a fiend, fuck throat on the lean 

Take low on the Perc, now that ho on a bean 

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 rode 

My stick-shift she drove 

Did everything that she 'posed to 

I pulled my camera out and she posed 

And I was like, got that 

Drop that, pop that 

Got the top back on the dropback, I'm back 

And the Glock at where the crotch at, I'm strapped 

All the rocks at where the watch at, stop that 

Could you cop that? Not that 

I'm light send the mob at, dimesack I'm catching on contact 

Got racks, y'all niggas ain't 'bout that, 'bout that life! 

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Poof! There go the car 

Poof! There go the crib 

Poof! A hundred mil, David Copperfield 

David Copperfield, David Copperfield 

Poof! Nigga fuck your life 

Fuck your niggas and fuck your wife (Fuck 'em!) 

Got two bad bitches with a nigga 

And you know they gon' fuck all night (Right) 

And I rock hard white 

Nigga rich game pride 

I'll pull up on whores and I'm sitting on fours, in a big boy drop 

Call big boy shots, all clear stones in my big boy watch 

All year long, got the strip on lock 

Everytime we in this bitch, man, shit gon' pop 

My hip on Glock, your hip on nothing 

My niggas got racks, y'all niggas be fronting 

Red Cartier, redbone bitch 

Red bottoms on her, hair long as shit (Hold up) 

Yellow gold Ro', yellow bone ho 

And yellow bottles of Spades, nigga 

Whole clique self made, nigga 

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Poof! There go the car 

Poof! There go the crib 

Poof! A hundred mil, David Copperfield 

David Copperfield, David Copperfield 

Poof! There go the car 

Poof! There go the crib 

Poof! A hundred mil, David Copperfield 

David Copperfield, David Copperfield