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letra de magic - young hoff

young hoff
with my homie flutedigga
(uh)

i’m spitting the heat, and burning the gold
and doing this sh-t till i’m 80 years old
i’m gonna explode, low and behold
hoff is the one that be walking on coals
ive done this befo’
never need people to come to a show
tryna get outta there quicker than moe
getting faded, light up a stoge
(sooo)
i’m tryna be bold
i sit on the throne, get tatted in rome
(get tatted in rome!)
i’m all on my own, i never need people to silencе my goals (don’t silence my goals!)
man on a mission, gettin’ his monеy and making additions (yee!)
i’m getting addicted, i murder the beat when i’m outta control
ya
i’m tryna roll up in a rolls
i’m out here on p-ssy patrol
i’m done with a beat when it’s put in a hole (put in a hole)
spitting the heat, never be cold at 30 below (wooo!)
rollin a blunt and we ready to, ready to, ready to go
and fire the flow, so
i’m stopped, dropped, and i’m ready to roll
i’m tryna be running the globe (the globe!)
make a record, have a billion sold
i’ma be breaking the mold (breaking the mold!)
explosiveness, this is fire in the hole
i could spit heat in the snow!
young hoffy the goat
(uh)
we, melt ‘em like plastic
we, stretch ‘em out like elastic
the way we be making this music and money’s a miracle, they think it’s magic
(x2)

[flutedigga
verse]

we, melt ‘em like plastic
we, stretch ‘em out like elastic
the way we be making this music and money’s a miracle, they think it’s magic

- young hoff

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