Young Santiago - Tragic Magic lyrics

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Young Santiago - Tragic Magic lyrics

Ring La Belle Ay yo, Patti I Had a dream like just last night That Jill told me I was the black Jack White, yea King of the Hill, standing on Scott street Eating Frenchys with a half-Mexi half black and white freak NBA Fantasy a baller's life Fans wanna duel me but the odds are like 3 to 2, like her, I'm taken by God So y'all n***as can't have me, y'all fake and fraud Satan, is your friend She prefers satin and leather You bought a Saturn to match An E for effort Still made the wrong move Now where is your escape? That's all you can afford She's in a Benz, you're too late Can't catch up cause the 0 to 60 in the AMG is like 1-2-3 Poof! You're in another world, the flow is magic I'm Goran Dragic, Slovenian left-handed cook child With handles that's wild Twirling my hand around and round I'm James Harden with the crown I'm the King of H-Town I'll, never bow down, homie Unless it's to Queen B Cause if she asks me for a verse then I might come Free of charge No disrespect Jay, these just bars And I'm just laying with the beat like she's Venus, I'm Mars Shout out to mars DC's finest Toronto-vixen-vexing n***a known for plexing if you test him Like that white boy flexing against him in the no-flex zone Pusha T, had to hit him Code we live by is one of respect Close your mouth Sloane, you're good but you're not there yet Can't forget Serena Ain't too young for that a** Tryna see if it's muscle or its some tushy in your past You know, not too mushy, I don't get too gushy I'm more of the common cold Like your skirt when it flows, up Don't get mad at me talking bout it if you flaunt it I'll respect you as a woman, respect the fact that I want it Cause really I'm just a gunna like Rick James with a runner son Brent Barry for three, deeper still, one hunna Chief or Keef, Big or Ye Just know I'm more jaded when I spit it so aye If I kiss you the first time, just know it's your last breath I just did, hope you was ready for life after d**h Young Rest in peace to the Notorious B.I.G A.k.a. Big Poppa Adam I know you see me out here dog sh** is a muf**in layup, my n***a Except I'm Kyrie with the left Unique, uniquely hard to guard and most importantly the best