Magic City Lyrics – Fivio Foreign Feat Quavo
Magic City Song Lyrics
Huh, Turn That Shit Up
Real Niggas And Ratchet Bitches (Huh)
Hundred Racks When The Racks Too Skinny (Boss)
I Fuck My Bitch And I Get Back To Business (Woo, Woo)
Thinking About Turning Brooklyn Into Magic City (Huh)
Ass And Titties, Like Hundreds And Fifties (Yeah)
Bitch I’m Going Viral, Put That On The Bible (Woo)
Turn My Shooters To Snipers, Killed ‘Em On The Arrival (Grrah)
I Killed ‘Em, I Killed ‘Em, They Gone, They Gone (Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Yeah, Look)
What The Fuck? (What)
If It’s Up, Nigga Buck, Try Your Luck (Do Some)
Bitch Bad But I Had To Put Her Up (Put Her Up)
Had To Grab My Other Monkey Nuts (Boom)
Gotta Slide When A Nigga Being Touched (Skrrt)
Gotta Ride With The Gang, It’s A Must (Go)
Got A Ratchet Lil’ Bitch That’ll Lay Low
Whеn It’s Smoke, Turn It Up Like A Slut (Bow, Bow, Bow)
I Don’t Need To Look In Her Еyes (Huh, Yeah)
I Can Tell She A Vibe
She Reppin’ The Gang And I Felt Like She Was Mine
She Throw Up The Set And Yell “Free The Guys” (Woo, Huh, Look, Yeah)
I Pay The Money, Niggas Gon’ Die (I Pay The Money, Niggas Gon’ Die, Huh, Yeah)
If I Pay The Money, Niggas Gon’ Die (Grrt, Boaw)
We Get Money Nigga, But What Is You On? (What)
The Same Day We Get It, The Same Day It’s Gone
Back On My Grizzy, I’m Back On My Business
Lil Huncho, Lil Nigga, I’m Back On The Throne
Went Bust Down When They Were Looking For The Plain Patek (Ice)
But I Left It At Home (Ice)
Molly, Perkies, Xannies, [?] And Addies
Pipe It And Get In My Zone (Yeah, Hey, Yeah, Look, Yeah)
Young Niggas Can’t Even Give Me Advice
I Like The Ice When It’s Hittin’ The Light
I Got A Dream And Then Give Me The Night
I Was So Nice That They Listen To Me Twice
Nigga, I Cracked The Face On The Ap And I Ain’t Even Get It Fixed (Huh, What?)
I Don’t Wanna Get It Fixed (I Don’t Wanna Get It Fixed)
Got Too Much Money To Give A Shit (Yeah)
She Know My Body, She Shaking Her Ass
Jump In The Car And I’m Breaking The Dash (Skkkr)
Listen To It Slow, I Ain’t Saying It Fast
You Say A Joke, You Making Me Mad (Woo)
Yeah, Yeah, Smoking Cookies (Smoking Cookies, Look)
I Got A Hundred Thousand Dollars Worth In Jewelry
Try To Book Me, Nigga
[Chorus: Quavo & Fivio Foreign]
Real Niggas And Ratchet Bitches (Huh)
Hundred Racks When The Racks Too Skinny (Boss)
I Fuck My Bitch And I Get Back To Business (Woo, Woo)
Thinking About Turning Brooklyn Into Magic City (Huh)
Ass And Titties, Like Hundreds And Fifties (Yeah)
Bitch I’m Going Viral, Put That On The Bible (Woo)
Turn My Shooters To Snipers, Killed ‘Em On The Arrival (Grrt)
I Killed ‘Em, I Killed ‘Em, They Gone, They Gone (Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Yeah, Look)
