B.Blake - Like Magic

See I whip it like magic, wah-lah!
Wrist automatic
Left the scene looking real tragic, oh-my!
Why you over dramatic
So put a middle finger up if you don't give a what
About what haters gonna say you gon be okay
Lame people gon on hate on you anyway
Just do your thing say a prayer and stack them frito-lays

Nuff fed mouths out so we getting paid
Ain't no time for me to be late to this paper chase
Got my eye out on the sheeps that be changing face
In this beautiful world such a lonely place
I wonder if I was in space would I catch a case
I'd be in last place and still win the race
Making waste to hate on a day to day
Gotta keep my spirits high and gotta regulate
B.Blake got the code for us to formulate
So sit back and watch how I demonstrate
The way I get this cake, the way I run it up, she wanna fornicate
I took her on a date, she said she couldn't wait
Now it's kinda late, so we head back
Back to the crib and I felt that
We had some hours of the cups and conversation
I know you hate waiting, girl have some patience
Girl have some patience
The doc. attending to all his patients
And no girl nah they ain't basic
So girl what's the basis

See I whip it like magic, wah-lah!
Wrist automatic
Left the scene looking real tragic, oh-my!
Why you over dramatic
Give a middle finger up if you don't give a what
About what haters gonna say you gon be okay
Lame people gon on hate on you anyway
Just do your thing say a prayer and stack them frito-lays

Written by:
Brandon Blake

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