Magic City Songtext
von Gucci Mane

They say Magic City super lit, so I pulled up in front of it
Bitches on my summer drip and I just brought out some of it
When they see all these racks I′m orderin'
They get so disorderly
My new AP so watery
It make her pussy watery

I told her, "Pick a chick, pretty and thick"
She wanna see in front of me
Exotic whips, designer drip
I think the Feds recordin′ me
When they see all these racks I'm orderin'
They get so disorderly
When they see all these racks we orderin′
Pussy start gettin′ watery


I'm like, "Nah, nah, nah, nah"
I got so much money now
Couple ′round me 'fore the fucker came out
I used to pull up to Club M, smokin′ on a half an ounce
Rockin' Jordans ′fore the fuckers came out
First I took over the South, took the golds out my mouth
I woke up with a motherfuckin' Ghost in my house

I'm a gold mouth idiot
I′m not with that silly shit
Fuck all that articulate, my jawbone′s illiterate
Money unlimited
Cash, I'ma spend that shit
My diamonds be hittin′ shit, bezin' out the Elliot
Multi-million dollar nigga, they know I′m a predicate
I don't think you ready yet
New watch, it ain′t ready yet

They say Magic City super lit, so I pulled up in front of it
Bitches on my summer drip and I just brought out some of it
When they see all these racks I'm orderin'
They get so disorderly
My new AP so watery
It make her pussy watery


I told her, "Pick a chick, pretty and thick"
She wanna see in front of me
Exotic whips, designer drip
I think the Feds recordin′ me
When they see all these racks I′m orderin'
They get so disorderly
I′m on the stage, she in the audience
Money keep her company

Ice froze like a blizzard
Finesse a nigga like a motherfuckin' wizard
"Lean Back," Fat Joe, outta sizzurp
Choppa hit ′em both, they're together, it′s a his-hers
Lil' hoe, what's good? What′s the bizz-word
No cap when I said, "I′ma hit first"
My time, broke nigga don't deserve
Any bitch wanted beef, ate dessert

Shoppin′ and spendin', I don′t got no limit
Fuckin' him good, throw it back, I be killin′ the money
He called it one hell of a feelin'
Aye, bruh, tell these niggas I'm grindin′ like Diddy
Broke bitch need a payroll
Eight hundred dollar shoes, Valentino
Bitches be lost, so they fuckin′ for the cheat code
Summertime drop, I'ma pop out with a peacoat

Freak hoe got no mileage, bitch
You′re my hating addict, bitch
Keysha just the baddest chick
And Asian, I'm a savage, bitch
Who said I′m not rappin' shit?
I′m harder than your daddy dick
Took off, I'm not average
I'm solid, Moleskin fabric

They say Magic City super lit, so I pulled up in front of it
Bitches on my summer drip and I just brought out some of it
When they see all these racks I′m orderin′
They get so disorderly
My new AP so watery
It make her pussy watery
I told her, "Pick a chick, pretty and thick"

She wanna see in front of me
Exotic whips, designer drip
I think the Feds recordin' me
When they see all these racks I′m orderin'
They get so disorderly
I′m on the stage, she in the audience
Money keep her company