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letra de magical/gititondafloor - rhamier balagoon

magical

[verse]
what, what, no buts
your excuses bbl, but but
don’t die under the knife, the tension is thick
replies sharpen as we fight, i don’t even talk like this
barely text, posting memes like “mood”, .5’s
with the girlies, zooming in like “who’s this dude”
ready 2 rage, (u know what) f-ck acting my age
u acting up like i won’t give u a stage
u know i’m supportive, i’m turnt the f-ck up on this page
it’s giving our love died baby give it a grave
jealousy or intuition, i confuse the two
reality hits, i’ve been abused by the truth
i’m just waiting on that l!ck back l!ck back
i’m just waiting on that l!ck back l!ck back
i’m just spinning 4 the get back get back
i’m just spinning 4 the… get back

[chorus]
on my way, hurry up and wait 4 it
u want attention, already done paid 4 it
i’m magical, poof, i leave different
rap eulogy, yuhhhh, i grieve different
on my way, hurry up and wait 4 it
u want attention, already paid 4 it
i’m magical, i leave different
rap eulogy, yeah, yeah, i grieve different

[bridge]
friends with a ledge, shaking my head, p-ssing me off
think of your head, picture your bed, kissing me soft
i get a buzz, checking my phone, it ain’t even u
i fight the urge 2 ask your friends what should i do
i got a cape, it’s an escape, double the day (today, today)
blunt 2 the face, if i see your duppy i chase it away
i got a cape, it’s an escape, i’m gone 2day
blunt 2 the face, doing the race, i’m playing sade

gititondafloor

[intro]
good god

[verse]
no free verses, this one’s out on bail
if the beat turn up dead they gon say the system failed
only cases that i got, head porter, red stripe
behind my bars, p-ssy k!ller, n-gga this a kite
lotta sh-t i don’t like, i get quiet when i’m high
if the music don’t slap i might dip and not say bye
back 2 cases, i got suits, nappy head in comme de
feeling s-xy, feeling cute, might wear my freudian slip
b-tch, oops i meant obama, same toilet, different sh-t
richard nixon, richard mentor, don’t matter, same d-ck
call me baby, cause i p–poo, when i chew de girlies up
eat her brunch, my lady nut, better step ya squirrlies up
f-ck a tan i got a darkie, my undertone reddish
on a plane, so many feet high, i got a foot fetish
got a whole lot of soul, but i can’t say i’m healed
screaming “f-ck the world, f-ck the world” put it on my feeld bio
[chorus]
no love lost, aye, we gon be aight (aight)
no love lost, aye, we gon be aight (aight)
ya love loss, better gititondafloor
ya love loss, better gititondafloor

no love lost, aye, we gon be aight
no love lost, aye, we gon be aight
ya love loss, better gititondafloor
your love lost, better gititondafloor

- rhamier balagoon

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