Magic Tragic
(Chorus: Meda Blaq)
The way she move that ass round
Mane that shit tragic
Drop low but barely touch the ground
Call it hood magic
She teasin' but I want it all
I just gotta have it
Free ball girl you don't need no draws
That's a good habit

Magic, tragic (x3)
Damn she going in
Magic, tragic (x3)
Tag team she done brought a friend

That ass tragic
Your face magic
Them hips tragic
Girl I just gotta have it
That ass tragic
Your face magic
Them hips tragic
Girl I just gotta have it
[Verse :1 Dojah K]
Uh
Strippers on the table
I throw dollars and she drop them draws
Take her to crib and she guaranteed to drop her jaw
Bottle poppin, models watchin'
And they all anticipation'
Throwin' stacks from rubberbands
Gone an tell your bitch we made it
Dolla dolla dolla
All about my cheese though
Mastered my Kraft just so I
Can throw these singles
Standing on the roof, spreading wealth to my people
Get it in for sho' yeah you know that Im a G though
Green like Cee Lo
Stack like pringles
Smoking on the purple, green we just call that dino
Shawty wiggle wobble drop
That's when she comes to my spot
Beat it beat it non-stop
Known to make your jawn hot
Where the party ends, that's where the fun stop
Liquor get her loose so you that she be on top
And we be on hot my nigga that's a fact
GMB we throwing stacks with my cuz Meda Blaq
[Hook]

[Verse :2 Meda Blaq]
1,2 skip a few taken off in the bitch
When I pull up to the venue they already know Im here
Hoe it's Dojah K and Meda Blaq
We gonna end it with a bang this year
Straighten up the weave and throw it back
Work til your sweat runs like tears (Yeah)
Now she soaking, eyes low as a bitch she must be toasted
You can tell when she move booty floatin
Niggas feel like damn I wanna stroke it (Can I poke It)
Get to know it I ain't gone ???