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| Song: | Get Off Me |
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Lyrics:
Question (Zombie on the track) What's it called when your music changes the world? I call it magic (Zombie on the track) Welcome to Magic City Everybody leaves with a smile on they face (hahaha) When wizards collide, things get monumental Things get legendary, some things may never be the same This what y'all was waitin' for? Now watch the competition disappear, poof Feelin' it, set, we go (uh, uh), too bossy (ayy) Bet a nigga cooler than the motherfuckers talkin' (uh), too flossy (ayy) Tell them we ain't trippin' 'bout them ho niggas Leavin' the team, it's a party in the loft (be out) Keep the money on flow, and I'm getting what I need, it's a car with a collar on Bitch, get off me (ayy), that shit off me (got it) Livin' when I'm zooted so often (ah) This shit lit, get off me (a'ight, a'ight) In fact, I ain't even worried, got no troubles, do you hear 'em? Look at the stars, no cap, once you hit 'em I'm gon' give 'em what I bleed for the fam', yeah, hit 'em Ooh, the drop, cruise in the drop, hit me Rollin' rock, too much fresher than y'all, hit me Bitch, get off me Bitch, get off Bitch, ish, off me (yeah) Bitch, ish, get off me, off Bitch, get off me, uh Bitch, get off me Bitch, get off me, uh Hey, bitch, get off me, uh Bitch, get off me, uh Bitch, get off me Yeah, okay, tints is off, okay (ah) Top is off, okay (ah), knock it off, okay (yeah) Not talkin' tough when I say, I hit exhaust, decay Green like moss, diamonds hit like Voss, okay (yeah) She know all the lay of the land, she know how I kick (ayy) She know how I'm gettin' my piece She still don't know 'bout the treats, I keep it, I keep (keep) To find it like hide-and-go-seek She go out and find me a fee, like Sasha, she find me a fee (keep it) I keep her right out of the streets and put her right out in the trees, yeah (Yeah) Ooh, the drop, cruise in the drop, hit me Rollin' rock, too much fresher than y'all, hit me Bitch, get off me Bitch, get off Bitch, ish, off me (yeah) Bitch, ish, get off me, off Nigga (yeah), we all over (huh) Tell your friends we murk arenas Damn, this shit so easy Tell the world too mega (yeah, yeah) Phenoms, too big for arenas (whoo) In my backyard, build a boardwalk like Kema Get hot like a steamer Way you shakin' that ass, should be shaking them demons En route Bet they wanna come catch me (uh), come quick, seize (eh) Saw a nigga tapping on a cloud (yeah) But I'm just smokin' weed, give 'em my high screams Shawty be feelin' my style, grippin' my jeans Fingernails runnin' through my seams She get high, see dreams, see same thing, guess we twins, mami Ooh, the drop, cruise in the drop, hit me Rollin' rock, too much fresher than y'all, hit me Bitch, get off me Bitch, get off Bitch, ish, off me (yeah) Bitch, ish, get off me, off Bitch, get off me, uh Bitch, get off me Bitch, get off me, uh Hey, bitch, get off me, uh Bitch, get off me, uh Bitch, get off me
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