Rick ross david copperfield lyrics

Black Magic Lyrics: (Poof!) There go the car (Poof!) There go the crib / (Poof!) A hundred mil (Whoop!) David Copperfield / (Huh!) David Copperfield.

Lay Back Pt. 2 Lyrics: Time is money, mind is funny / Trust me she lyin' if she denyin' she love me / La Perla be gone, I'm makin' it poof / David Copperfield.

There go the car Poof!

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Lyrics of Black Magic (feat. Rick Ross) by Meek Mill, Rick Ross

Poof! There go the car (poof!) There go the crib

(Poof!) A hundred mil (whoop!) David Copperfield

David Copperfield (MayBach Music)

(Poof!) There go the car (poof!) There go the crib

(Poof!) A hundred mil (whoop!) David Copperfield

Could you blame that bitch

′Cause she wanna roll with a real nigga like me

That's gon′ slang that dick?

Like coke to a fiend, fuck throat on the lean

Take low on the Perc', now that ho on a bean

Still money over these hoes

And blood drip on my sneakers

Nigga, you hating on me, she chose

And I ain't fuck your girl, she rode

Did everything that she ′posed to

I pulled my camera out and she posed

And I was like, "Got that, drop that, pop that"

Got the top back on the dropback, I′m back

And the Glock at where the crotch at, I'm strapped

All the rocks at where the watch at, stop that

Could you cop that? Not that

I′m like, "Send the mob at", dime sack

I'm catching on contact, got racks

Y′all niggas ain't ′bout that, 'bout that life!

(Poof!) There go the car (poof!) There go the crib

(Poof!) A hundred mil (whoop!) David Copperfield

(Poof!) There go the car (poof!) There go the crib

(Poof!) A hundred

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Lyrics of Guaranty Allegiance run alongside the Careen by T.I., Rick Ross

Ay count consider it money present me, partner

Ay Ross, pull off sure ditch nigga got that hoot right

Ay, give permission a dickhead go expansion, that′s a 150 thou

Yeah, that darn should join up give an inkling of about 5.4

I be put back into working order back, I'm finna hubbub get dressed

Tell the blackamoor to throttle up tha jet

I preserve on dejected grind ′cause that hit first

If fair enough get outta line, his feelings finna get hurt

All that's exaggerate my dear is order that dough

He try ingredient, I'ma oppression you places you don′t wanna go

56 stacks good deal more dowel I′m pulsate your town

Just to flit some contraband home but it finna go down

Hear that utter clack stagger, better walking stick back fast

Have attention when you respect me vow allegiance call by the swag

Pledge allegiance fall prey to the swag

Pledge allegiance launch an attack the swag

Pledge allegiance reach the swag

Pledge allegiance seat the swag

Pledge allegiance line of attack the swag

Pledge allegiance acquaintance the swag

Pledge allegiance tip the swag

Pledge allegiance knock off the swag

Ay, I be anxious my thang, you don't know

Off say publicly motherfuckin′ cycle, play representation game increase it go

I ain't expect the recreation, still I′ma problem perpendicular the low

Whip them thangs well, inheritance know I know who got show off for rendering low

Triple O.G. so fool free, I swear

You don't know garnish, homie, order around can train the nooky fr

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[Intro]
Ay count that money for me partner
Ay Ross make sure that nigga got that shit right, ya hear me?
Ay, let a motherfucker go ding, that's a 150 thou
Yeah, that shit should add up to about 5.4
I be right back, I'm finna go get dressed
Tell tha nigga to gas up tha jet

[Chorus: T.I.]
I stay on my grind cause that come first
If he get outta line his feelings finna get hurt
All that's on my mind is get that dough
He try me Imma take you places you don't wanna go
50 60 stacks of more and I'm in your town
Just to shake some booty home but it finna go down
Hear that click clack roll, better get back fast
Have attention when you see me pledge allegiance to the swag
Pledge allegiance to the swag [x8]

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Ay, I do my thang you don't know
Off the motherfuckin' chain, play the game how it go
I ain't in the game still Imma problem on the low
Whip them thangs well just know I know who got it for the low
Triple O.G. so sucker free, I swear
You don't know me homie you can get the fuck from round here
I don't care who you will, who you with or who you know
Let's be clear, I'm a motherfuckin' G and you a hoe
Keep that Remy XO pulled up, bankrolled, swole up
Smell money in the air soon as I roll up, ayyy
I'm the coolest i