Shy Glizzy - Dope Boy Magic lyrics

[Chorus: Trey Songz] Dope boy magic, ooh You can smell it through the plastic Dope boy magic, ooh sh** tragic Somebody died out the habit Dope boy magic Flip it like it's gymnastics Trampoline money, never backflip Somersault, somersault, yeah I'ma ball, I'ma ball I'ma ball, I'ma ball, I'ma ball I'ma ball, I'ma ball, I'ma ball, I'ma ball I'ma ball, I'ma ball, I'ma ball Grade-A money never backflip [Verse 1: Shy Glizzy] Young Jefe holmes Girl what your name is Tell me who you came with Ain't nothin' like none of these industry cats, street n***a, I'm dangerous She like ain't you famous? (nope) I'm still on that same sh** (yup) I bet you won't never go f**in' no lame Put you on this game sh** This life gets scary honey I'm gettin' that dirty money Heard they took thirty from me Then I gotta go murder someone We got the block back jumpin' You hear the birds, they hummin' No I can't serve no under Yeah b**h I know they on me Stuck in that trap, this is a dream I still move them packs, f** do you mean? Married the streets and I got me a ring Shout out them choppers and shout out them fiends Teach you the game, b**h you play with them beams Come to my city, we baking your beans Pounds in Virginia, get bricks in [?] I get ‘em off like I'm a machine [Chorus: Trey Songz] Dope boy magic, ooh You can smell it through the plastic Dope boy magic, ooh sh** tragic Somebody died out the habit Dope boy magic Flip it like it's gymnastics Trampoline money, never backflip Somersault, somersault, yeah I'ma ball, I'ma ball I'ma ball, I'ma ball, I'ma ball I'ma ball, I'ma ball, I'ma ball, I'ma ball I'ma ball, I'ma ball, I'ma ball Grade-A money never backflip [Verse 2: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] This is dope boy status n***a Rolls Royce lavish I'ma ball, I'ma ball, n***a no look pa**ing I'm a hit-making addict I don't want to go savage I'm a star, I'm a star, let the bros go blast him Got they draws on the floor when the boy walk past ‘em They throw bras at a n***a ah, they want my shows for the pa**ion I'm a Bronx reppin' n***a ah, they already know what I'm jackin' Give a f** what a n***a thought, you can smell the dope through the jacket If I told you I was in love I was probably overreacting If love wasn't like a drug it would be so unattractive If I f**ed you but only once you would think I'm missing in action Have you reaching and grabbing For that dope boy magic [Chorus: Trey Songz & A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] Dope boy magic, ooh You can smell it through the plastic Dope boy magic, ooh sh** tragic Somebody died out the habit Dope boy magic Flip it like it's gymnastics Trampoline money, never backflip Somersault, somersault, yeah I'ma ball, I'ma ball I'ma ball, I'ma ball, I'ma ball I'ma ball, I'ma ball, I'ma ball, I'ma ball I'ma ball, I'ma ball, I'ma ball Grade-A money never backflip