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Magic City Video (MV)




Performed By: Kemaco
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Kevin Colley




Kemaco - Magic City Lyrics




I just got 250 for a f*cking show in LA
And i jus threw 2 50s in the crowd no magic city
And i been balling in the league not talking no nba
They just booked me for another show somewhere in the bay
I keep a goonie with me at all times he know where you stay
He don't want beef cuz he a chicken grill him up chick fill a
And I might send my big homie to push up not no workout
And if u try to come for me best believe it won't workout
Niggas be flaunting they money on the gram wanna show out
And I feel like I'm up by 20 shorty Its a blowout
Come and kick your door out
With some Russians screaming what's the code now
Getting kind of cold I got a mink from last winter might show out
Everybody see I got some money wanna be my bro now
Cameras flashing diamonds dancing big arenas shows is sold out
Looking for you blues clues
One hit wonder old news
Crease you like some old shoes
I do not play by the rules
So I might switch up the flow like
Tell me something i don't know right
Everybody out here tryna make it but don't wanna work nights
Everybody bold they on the gram they saying they a blow but
I might cut your toe and send it to your baby mommas bro
And I know some migos in the cartel that a blow for me
If You want this work I send LA you won't get close to me
Diamonds on my neck they drippin
Money jump then i'ma tip it
You could try to run us off the road but it won't make a difference
I get paid can't take the freeway
Dish it out can't get no leeway
Count it up like everyday
Get it any and every way
I'ma count it up no problem all my niggas they know I got em'
And If u want a problem drop a pin word to my momma
I'ma stack queso cheesecake
Pay your debt no rebate
Run it up like relay
She too bad can't behave naw
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I just got 250 for a f*cking show in LA
And i jus threw 2 50s in the crowd no magic city
And i been balling in the league not talking no nba
They just booked me for another show somewhere in the bay
I keep a goonie with me at all times he know where you stay
He don't want beef cuz he a chicken grill him up chick fill a
And I might send my big homie to push up not no workout
And if u try to come for me best believe it won't workout
Niggas be flaunting they money on the gram wanna show out
And I feel like I'm up by 20 shorty Its a blowout
Come and kick your door out
With some Russians screaming what's the code now
Getting kind of cold I got a mink from last winter might show out
Everybody see I got some money wanna be my bro now
Cameras flashing diamonds dancing big arenas shows is sold out
Looking for you blues clues
One hit wonder old news
Crease you like some old shoes
I do not play by the rules
So I might switch up the flow like
Tell me something i don't know right
Everybody out here tryna make it but don't wanna work nights
Everybody bold they on the gram they saying they a blow but
I might cut your toe and send it to your baby mommas bro
And I know some migos in the cartel that a blow for me
If You want this work I send LA you won't get close to me
Diamonds on my neck they drippin
Money jump then i'ma tip it
You could try to run us off the road but it won't make a difference
I get paid can't take the freeway
Dish it out can't get no leeway
Count it up like everyday
Get it any and every way
I'ma count it up no problem all my niggas they know I got em'
And If u want a problem drop a pin word to my momma
I'ma stack queso cheesecake
Pay your debt no rebate
Run it up like relay
She too bad can't behave naw
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Writer: Kevin Colley
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