Mutha Magick lyrics

[Intro: bbymutha]
Yeah
b*tch

[Verse: bbymutha]
You ain't never had a angel on your shoulders tellin' you you gettin' older
You too old for that, devil like, "You too cold for that", booty so fat
D-D-D-D-Doja, he want cat, but I want closure
Boy, it's over, f*ck it, finito, I hopped out the whip in my freak clothes
You can't flex on me with them freak hoes, I rock Vivienne, you f*ck pink hoes
I say what I want and that's what I mean and they say I'm mean, but oh well
These n*ggas still gon' ring on my bell, my phone, my line, I don’t got the time
It's late, my flight is boardin' at nine, fine like wine, she like how I drip
I'm busty, lusty, and bloody, my pus*y heavy, I limp
I put yo' baby in a corner, I'm a bully, a pimp
I'm sick of n*ggas, lay 'em off like he applied for a temp
I like 'em seasoned and seasonal, make 'em work like it's regionals, yeah
I don't want a n*gga who don't listen to his b*tch, m'kay
I'm not finna f*ck up my pH, that n*gga stank, m'kay
I don't know why b*tches think they f*ckin' with me anyway
I'm so f*ckin' nice, I'll say it twice, I'm f*ckin' nice
I'm nice as f*ck, I'm nice as sh*t, waist is tiny, ass is thick
Masculine but so feminine, miss lady be droppin' di*k
I'm— I'm nice as f*ck, I'm nice as sh*t, waist is tiny, ass is thick
Masculine but so feminine, miss lady be droppin' di*k (Droppin' di*k)