T.I. - Magic (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Future] Pluto, Future (K.E. on the Track) Hey! [Verse 1: T.I.] Tell you off the top, I'm bossed up You ain't talking money, don't talk to us I'm steady stacking that guap up Ball harder than you when I'm locked up You the type of n***a that pop up When n***as rolling that kush, huh? Got mine growing like grapevines In the backyard, come look, bruh I pull up, hop out Bad hoes just pop out Hating n***as better watch out Still riding with that Glock out My style so mean til it's hostile And aggressive dawg, come check your dawg Spend a couple of mill, no stress at all Big bankroll, no checks at all FYI, I'm flexing y'all Game A1 professional You small ball like golf balls I'm basketball, go ask your broad Tell her legs open sesame Abracadabra, she wet for me Like ta-da, voila Gucci, Louie, Stravers, Prada, ah! [Hook: Future] Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving Magic Two bad b**hes and I got 'em out of Magic The way I make the work disappear, call it magic Sipping on the purple and the yellow, drinking magic Voila, magic, voila, magic Yoila, magic, voila, magic Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving Magic Sipping on the purple and the yellow, drinking magic [Verse 2: Future] On my way to Aspen, I forgot to do my taxes Call up my accountant, he gon' make it do magic Had to get a driver just to drop me at the airport Way I smoked the blunts, man I burned 'em up like Newports Fifty thousand dollars on superstar attire K.E. and Young Future bringing them fire All this damn cash make a b**h wanna retire Gotta drop a half a brick, you wanna put me on a flyer Excuse me but my lingo crazy See these diamonds, ain't none of 'em fugazi Two bad b**hes wanna f** me, the greatest AMG in a brand new Mercedes Turn out the lot, I'ma do a 180 For the haters, I'ma go ahead do a 360 Drinking on the Sprite, got lean all in it I'm a astronaut n***a better church my pimping [Hook: Future] Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving Magic Two bad b**hes and I got 'em out of Magic The way I make the work disappear, call it magic Sipping on the purple and the yellow, drinking magic Voila, magic, voila, magic Yoila, magic, voila, magic Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving Magic Sipping on the purple and the yellow, drinking magic [Verse 3: Future] Billionaire boy, that's true inspiration I'm the astronaut kid, no such thing as limitation Flying down 20 in the motherf**ing spaceship Just left Magic in the motherf**ing basement Two b**hes trailing in a Beemer out of Germany Got a thing for me, don't want a thing from me They like my energy, I'm a emba**y I know tricks like Criss Angel I don't trick but I could make you famous You could disappear from your past life You'll reappear, no outta sight I'm Pluto talking Jimmy walking, when you walking I used to be fly but now I'm hawking I rose on Earth and now I'm sci-fi, voila I stay high, my b**hes on they high horse I double back like two cups And crawl out in that new Porsche (skert!) [Hook: Future] Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving Magic Two bad b**hes and I got 'em out of Magic The way I make the work disappear, call it magic Sipping on the purple and the yellow, drinking magic Voila, magic, voila, magic Yoila, magic, voila, magic Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving Magic Sipping on the purple and the yellow, drinking magic