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Trey Songz - Dope Boy Magic (feat. Trey Songz and A Boogie wit da Hoodie) lyrics

Artist: Trey Songz

album: Dope Boy Magic (feat. Trey Songz and A Boogie wit da Hoodie)


Dope boy magic, ooh
You can smell it through the plastic
Dope boy magic, ooh shit tragic
Somebody died out the habit
Dope boy magic
Flip it like it's gymnastics
Trampoline money, never backflip
Somersault, somersault, yeah
I'mma ball, I'mma ball
I'mma ball, I'mma ball, I'mma ball
I'mma ball, I'mma ball, I'mma ball, I'mma ball
I'mma ball, I'mma ball, I'mma ball
Grade-A money never backflip
Hey what your name is
Tell me who you came with
Ain't not like none of these industry
Cash tree niggas dangerous
She like ain't you famous? No
Plus I'm still on that same shit
I bet you won't never go fuckin' no lame
Put you on this game shit
This life is gay hon'
I'm getting that dime one
Ain't got too dirty son?
And i gotta go murder some
We got that black out gun
You'll hear the buzzer ya'll
No I can't serve no other
Yeah bitch I know they on
Stuck in that trap
This is a dream
I steal 'luminium packs
Fuck do you mean?
Married these streets and I got me a ring
Shout out them trappers and shout out them fiends
Visiting campus who come with them beans
Come to my city we baking your beans
Packs in Virginia get booked in Platein
I get them off, like I'm a machine
Dope boy magic, ooh
You can smell it through the plastic
Dope boy magic, ooh shit tragic
Somebody died out the habit
Dope boy magic
Flip it like it's gymnastics
Trampoline money, never backflip
Somersault, somersault, yeah
I'mma ball, I'mma ball
I'mma ball, I'mma ball, I'mma ball
I'mma ball, I'mma ball, I'mma ball, I'mma ball
I'mma ball, I'mma ball, I'mma ball
Greater money, never backflip
This is the old boy status
Nigga Rolls Royce lavish
I'mma ball, I'mma ball nigga
No lookin' past it
I'mma hit makin' addict
I don't wanna go savage
I'mma star, I'mma star, let the bros go blast them
Got they drawers on the floor when a boy walk past 'em
Let the broads hit a nigga hard,
Oooh all my shows are the passion
I'mma brush up a nigga hard
They already know what I'm jacking
Give a fuck what a nigga thought
You can smell the dope through a jacket
If I told you I was in love I was probably over-reacting
If love wasn't like a drug it would be so unattractive
If I fucked you only once you would think I'm missing in action
Have you reaching and grabbing for that
Dope boy magic, ooh. yeah
You can smell it through the plastic
Dope boy magic, ooh shit tragic
Somebody died out the habit
Dope boy magic
Flip it like it's gymnastics
Trampoline money, never backflip
Somersault, somersault, yeah
I'mma ball, I'mma ball
I'mma ball, I'mma ball, I'mma ball
I'mma ball, I'mma ball, I'mma ball, I'mma ball
I'mma ball, I'mma ball, I'mma ball
Greater money never backflip

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