Artist: Yung Joc f/ Black Owned C Bone, Chino Dolla, Play Boy Nick Album: New Joc City Song: Dope Boy Magic Typed by: macdaddy827@yahoo.com * * send corrections to the typist [Chorus] When I drop the work in the pot it bounce back like elastic How you do that I call it Dope Boy Magic Watch me work them plays like that 95 Madden How you do that I call it Dope Boy Magic I get it nine in the mornin by night it just plastic How you do that I call it Dope Boy Magic I'm fresh ta death everyday like I jumped up out a casket How you do that I call it Dope Boy Magic [Verse 1] I'm numba one to turn a pair of bow jackson raiders and two a fresh pair of mariallen gators three out of ten niggaz is some haters before it's to late five shots to your tater Six hundred chromed fronted cotton candy coated Benz Seven grams of presidental blowin in the wind At 4 A.M.the eight at nine touchdown a beautiful play in my neighborhood so what now got one O left you can snatch it for the seven nigga keep your chirp on alert just like nine eleven the 12 creepin threw the hood like jason keep it movin friday 13th but bitch this ain't a movie I was only 14 when I dropped my first deal made a two-way disappear like David Copperfield Wala, I recorded this a 2 15 left dope boy magic beating through your 15's [Chorus] [Verse 2] Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Chino is the dopest work the water like Moses Tadow check my footwork, It's Dope Boy Magic How it match my ice and t-shirt, I'm packin and stackin bread Duckin and dodgin feds, a hoe with some good head, shawty I love dat It ain't no secret just look at my 26's every time you see me Make you move like Russell Simmons Check my position, I'm the boss of some wise guys Wanna know some, we'll teach you how birds fly Show you how gats cry, trap or your fuckin die hit it with the soda bring it back with some fi fi Oh my look what it done to me That Dope Boy Magic got me rich as I want be Say oh my look what it done to me That Dope Boy Magic got me rich as I want be [Chorus] [Verse 3] I'm some like David Blaine When it come to movin this cane Ten years off in the game Y'all niggaz just doin this thang Concrete niggaz straight from the street Different bitch everyday of the week Different wheels with the different feet Keep my pistol off on my beat Puttin that work till the dope is sold Every other day got brand new clothes Every Cadillac got brand new boes Candy pain with the suicide do's Makin deals, I'm a grab my phone Feds tappin on my phone Hatin cause a nigga money long Dope Boy Magic made this song Magic city gone buy a bitch (?) is gone stay hood rich Ridin round them foreign whips Let my car straight pull a bitch Dope Boy niggaz gone ride with me Suck up game, I charge a fee If you never heard of me (?) [Chorus]