SeVen1 - Magia Parra lyrics
[Intro] [Verse 1: Dion Jetson] Her eyes filled with tears as she blew the hookah smoke Poured her heart out said she tired of being my ego stroke If it can't be stroked then what the f** I got a ego fo' You can't leave a n***a you been f**ing with since '04 I've been the cause and the cure to your misery And since I ain't in love with you its a mystery Why I never call and you missing me Girlfriends stay dissing me Tattoo on your a**, I can't picture it leaving me Guess its just the pimp in me or is she pimping me I don't give a f** 'cause her head game on infinity Summertime, Lake Shore head in Infinity's Mind on her mouth, mean she pimping to the tenth degree I love it when I'm in it, hate it when I fall up out it Redbone, Red Hair, Magic About It Naked pictures in my phone, now my judgement clouded I had to let her go 'cause my roster too crowded [Hook: SeVen1 & Dion Jetson] Short girls, High Heels Loose Lips, Designer bags Thick legs, Small Waist Red Eyes, Jet Lag Chi-Town New Orleans She checking that Baggage Some call it tragic We just call it magic [Verse 2: SeVen1] I'm like Goldie wit my b**h Goldie wit my b**h I'm lying ain't that some sh** OK now let me quit Chocolate fe's and redbones I condone But this brown skin thick junt had me gone 9th ward, family moved somewhere round Kenner Said she wanna come to my city and cook me dinner Man that sh** was nasty as hell but I ate it Man she couldn't take no dick so I... Hold up, hold up, slow up I'm f**ing up the re-up 46 with c cups, how I know this? I'm f**ed up, she got me Miss p**y galore Sweats juicy contour She know she the manure I know just how to play it Nah, really I don't I might wife her for real But really I won't I'm a Player! And I don't play that sh** How can I say that sh** I might save this b**h The hell [Hook] [Verse 3: SeVen1] She wanna roll where the winners be Ya boy cold, no winter b She know easy all G And she can see from the nosebleed SeVen in the lead Huh, no contest how my pimpin plead Something like a Player Something like the mayor Bad b**h slayer She was a naysayer See the God now she know the prayer f** her mind up she need Bayer I'm on some mo' sh** That frank luc meet the owner sh** Words priceless don't owe u sh** Check the receipt Haters hate but they repeat Real talk you should retweet I'm on your street with your who*e Need I say more? This feel like magic again I'm on your street with your who*e Need I say more? This feel like magic again [Hook]