Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Red Magic, artist - AZ. Album song Legacy, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quiet Money
Song language: English
Red Magic |
Hello, my love, I heard a kiss from you |
Red magic satin playing near, too |
All through the morning rain I gaze, the sun doesn’t shine |
Rainbows and waterfalls run through my mind |
Posted up perpendicular, criminal curricular |
Versatile, nah nigga’s style is similar |
You know the signature, Louis V graffiti wear |
Foolishly to believe niggas could see me here |
Greek platters, sitting like how I eat matters |
Sip so much Cris' I got a weak bladder |
Speak dapper, dummies call me the deep rapper |
Bitches bow and allow a nigga to beat faster |
Breathe after I’m gone gracing the mic |
Indeed it’s fashion and pawn, a day in the life |
Been a beast since the octopus break beats |
Way before the V-Twizzy came with the suede seats |
Years before Nas verse released and his tape leaked |
I was right there in Chesapeake like 8 deep for 80 weeks |
Crazy Jeeps, candy coupes, a baby freak |
Fornicating, fucking broads on the day we meet |
From DC to VA Beach, down in NC |
Fuck police, nigga, stay in the beef |
Blaze and creep, analyze, display conceit |
Sex sanitize, interchange the seats |
I’m elite, niggas need to listen when I speak |
I can lift you off your feet or position you to eat |
Hello, my love, I heard a kiss from you |
Red magic satin playing near, too |
All through the morning rain I gaze, the sun doesn’t shine |
Rainbows and waterfalls run through my mind |
Closed caption, chose in rose rapping |
Exposed to the cold, got a cloth and dove back in |
From stove action to spitting the flow flashing |
From dough stacking to having them hoes yapping |
No rations, Rollies, I’m old fashioned |
And more macking for doley homie, what’s happening? |
In that 4 door, '84s on decor |
More fly than the day before, for sure |
Bonjour, blowing kisses at the pretty women |
A connoisseur with the kicks and the crispy denim |
Stay winning, puffing spliffs to the 5th dimension |
Politicing from a pimp’s position, persistent |
All wrist wear, water resistant |
Get it clear, niggas auras' different, I’m all vintage |
A crook off a verse and a hook |
I’m in the books when it’s smooth as an inside jux |
Hello, my love, I heard a kiss from you |
Red magic satin playing near, too |
All through the morning rain I gaze, the sun doesn’t shine |
Rainbows and waterfalls run through my mind |