The Hitmakers - Maria (Blue magic my Re-Up) lyrics

Blue magic my re up (Maria) [Skank dollar where you at?] [Verse 1: skank] This straight raw,,, no baking soda/ I seen a lot of bull man jokeem Noah/ If this winter ya songs a cold front Front!/ I been on a frontier Sky high treking on big blunts/ Skank dollar needs a white jacket with a scorpion on like drive/ Kissing girls Stopming n***as in the elevators to survive/ Pharmaceutical bars,, this what the doctor prescribed/ Like zanex I see fine women make eye s** Guys just say my name like Kelly Rolland/ But I was moving white with cold hands/ Iceman,, watch him take ya scene by storm S, the dark man/ Tear ya throat out like dobermans/ Hating on him like you stepped in quicksand/ My face still clean in these streets for crack/ So I move on em like pacman Ocean Ave Early eighties ,,,,,,,wolf pack/ A lot of island people making babies/ A lot of adolescent maybe's sh** crazy/ Mannnnnn I could feed a village if I show em where the fish is Or I could teach em how to fish Look, I could make a wall out of brick's/ In bars,, But I could make more off of slangin weed white and hard Skank dollar made more when he ripper that block In Jordan's black an white white. ,. White tee match the socks Little brother no different Team Jordan Carolina Carmelo's To 13's fresh out the box off My re ah Hook [Verse 2: skank] You looking like rou paul eating croutons/(Illllllllllllllll) Tu Wong Foo,,,,, no rouge moulin/ Nah I got off crack,,, nothing to go on/ Empty stomach, , ONE cup of noodles Roaming/ Not fancy at all,,, we ain't high cla**/ Tryna look g,,,, in highwater pants/ Lights blind my eyes when fly cars pa**/ Engine roaring,,, in grand tourismo you picked that/ Some people took the easy road I get off at the ramp/ Im tryna see me a stack/ Don't force me to defend my land My n***a/ This ain't my Hood but,,, now I'm eating here my n***a/ And yo math don't measure on my abacus/ So imma count with this mato Voice pa**ionate/ See if we could split this/ Or you could just praise the Sabbath/ugh Cause you slowing up my flow Like dams/ An my last Thanksgiving f**ed up,,, so this discussion here is Ceram/ I ain't going to the church for cans/ I got my toes in the dirt to the root,,,, Pushing Kellogg's man/ Hot summer nights in timberland boots/ Some n***as try to flex on little n***as That's why we quick to shoot/ Go head then,, Put chyo head in that knuce/ Bet cha a Remmington make you a drop From a coupe/ Ugh my rock band not a group/ Chilling,,, Letting that girl hula hoop/ A new York what Chu bout to do/ I dont know? but Biscayne Mike need two At the hotel blue/ Off My Re Ah [Verse 3: skank] Rub shoulders with soft dealers till they Indian burn/ Numb yo lips You could whip this in a urn/ Might as well,, cause yo tell fried,, head like a perm/ Im Bout to breakout ,,, like scab of germs/ Rabid,,,, I'm like Molly on a rap scene/ Dust for evidence, c.s.I. team/ Cause I just murdered a track My women murder they lane/ Amazing skank dollar not faze'd by internet fame/ Moreless engaged/ To the block that carried his name/ He could pop up anytime With sugarcane/ So he could supply a demand Them crackers will have you disabled/(the D's) Like Cain hit Abel/ Same skin, f** that, he paying rent, cable/ No body see yo a** when you down on ya dick/ sh** be routhless, so this hotel my pad an sh**/ Not just the place where prosititues hangout/ I came from a Yankee team dugout/ So You know the rules I'm new in town/ But I ain't start to far at the bottom Here punch the clock till twelve round yeah! Whats going on my n***a This 9 to 5 won't do/ So I flipped my check from work At the motel blue/ Off Maria