Magic lyrics

[Intro: Freddie Gibbs]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Here's some f*cking pimp sh*t for your ass
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Do you believe in magic?

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
I think I'm ready to get my pimp on
Slide up on a bad b*tch, this b*tch look good
Got her hair and her nails done, looking lavish
sh*t, I'ma act a fool
This b*tch don't know me, Eastside, East City Playas
b*tches gettin' served when they [?] ratchets
('Cause) This di*k's like magic (What?)
Motherf*ckers don't like me
Dope cane my wifey
She got a n*gga so icy
So I got a line full of n*ggas wanna shoot up a fight
Fеds wanna [?] me for big ballin'
[?] on the [?]
Got the Backwoods [?] sh*t
Hella hoеs over here, what the f*ck you thought?
(Way she rather sit, that ass so big it's like a magic trick
Way she rather sit, that ass so big it's like a magic trick)
Yeah, hella hoes over here, what the f*ck you thought?
(Way she rather sit, that ass so big it's like a magic trick
Way she rather sit, that ass so big it's like a magic trick)
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
I think I'm ready get to get my pimp on
Slide up to my dope pal
Dope fiends in the living room wanna get a taste [?]
I'ma act a clown, these n*ggas don't know me
Put my pimpin' on a scale of one to ten, eleven be my average
('Cause) This dope like magic (What?)
Motherf*ckers don't like me
I bet they only wanna fight me
And it's prolly because I got yo' b*tch
Way she rather sit, that ass so big it's like a magic trick
Couple of the blunts to the [?] and if she down to flip
I fix that ass and I lift that ass, [?]
What the f*ck you thought?
(Way she rather sit, that ass so big it's like a magic trick
Way she rather sit, that ass so big it's like a magic trick)
Yeah, hella hoes over here, what the f*ck you thought?
(Way she rather sit, that ass so big it's like a magic trick
Way she rather sit, that ass so big it's like a magic trick
Way she rather sit, that ass so big it's like a magic trick
Way she rather sit, that ass so big it's like a magic trick
Way she rather sit, that ass so big it's like a magic trick
Way she rather sit, that ass so big it's like a magic trick)

[Verse 3: Psyde]
I think I'm ready get to get my pimp on
Lay no old racks over here
Throwbacks over here, blow stacks over here
[?]
Get back over here
Yeah, I'm still
Don't make me go [?]
I'm lookin' through the peephole
[?] Freddie, we at it
Pimpin' everywhere, these haters
[?]
Got hundred GATs [?]
I got ninety nine problems but my di*k ain't one
What the f*ck you thought?
You ain't crazy b*tch, you ain't crazy b*tch
You ain't crazy b*tch, you ain't crazy b*tch
What the f*ck you thought?
[Outro: Freddie Gibbs & Psyde]
Get your motherf*ckin' pimp on player, yeah
Yeah, that's right, Psyde