gold He did two sow cows and a tripple lutz Wearing a blind fold And when Brian Boitano was in the Alps Fighting grizzly bears He used his magical fire
and biilionnairs money to the sell in here patron got you gone trough pull in the air I been trough a lot of shit when I'm still here Even fuck magic
call us his magic we call him worthy Jesus came up through the ground so dirty Jesus came up through the ground so dirty Jesus came up through the ground so dirty
It was the dirty end of winter Along the loom of the land When I walked with sweet Sally Hand upon hand And the wind it bit bitter For a boy of no means
The simple girl A raggy dress A dirty face She's a mess Flower on the wall Waiting to dance You know She ain't got a chance Catherine's magic stone
What if another universe complete with sun and moon An entire galaxy and what's worse, you and I too soon Find each other expanding beyond this dirty
in denial, bitch You liable to find me on the ave, slangin o's Parked on the curb, sippin white Irish ross Smokin herb, grindin in my dirty clothes what
, gun ho Dirty ass Lynch Mob crew, new voodoo Cast a killer, cap peeler, hang with gorillas Tragic when you catch it, runnin' from my magic New Jackin
greed we slog for the boss caught between being free and when i clock on and off but that negative realm i leave cause im constantly lost and ride a magic
im saying and i'm stepping what im rEppin imma bout what i shout boy the loudest mouth of the south boy, i'm from the dirty dirty you can't get me out
, breathin' through the vein cold Got my whole frame froze tryin' to escape hold twist off the L They got ice in my grill and I'm dirty and all I need
Oh Lord, I'm so bored Living on my own You're devilish and dirty They say you?re pushing thirty Well, pushing thirty stone Oh Christ, I'm enticed I want
's gone, nowhere to go Any jobber got the sack Monday morning, turning back Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go But, oh, that magic feeling Nowhere to go Oh, that magic
monta make me another beat i rock the club, den imma rock the streets bread street down at me 103 dirty boys, and nick ct club chocolate, hersey by the tap, yep the blue flame magic
T.L style I'm the M.B.P., Most Ballin-ist Player Make my own moves, call me the mayor Monday night you know things change with time Magic City back
enough pros) The game got switched on some Ludacris shit So all ya'll can suck my dick, bitch! I got a real life miracle Ludacris lyrical fool We dirty
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit So all y'all can suck my dick, BEOTCH!! [Verse 1] I got a whip like Miracle Ludacris lyrical FOOL We dirty
Keep it real, you be swerving to If yo shit spinnin' 'bout a thousand hoes done heard of you That dirty do, anything to attract dem hoes Hang out the