Lyrics The Magnificent

The Magnificent

Magno And Deetha Savor Flow

[Talking]

Magno ya heard, aka Magnificent mayn

CEO of Wildlife Records, just wanna let everybody know

The New Print all flows is in sto's now, go knock it off mayn

Go catch it mayn, but uh for now we finna get down to business

You know I'm saying, DJ OP what it do baby Killa Tone

Ha-ha, finna go ahead and get it crunked up, you know I'm saying

Houston stand up baby, yeah-yeah

[Magno]

It's Magno, man I'm straight from Houston

Me dropping whack shit, man I'm straight refusing

That's the reason, why my weight be moving

You wanna hate you losing, this thang'll give your face contusions

In Miami, my dates be Cuban

My bodyguard is Haitian, that's just in case anybody starts hating

We turn em, into patients

They fam in the lobby, or the hospital pacing

I'm the thoedest, I'ma make you hear it

Since my rhymes give me cake, I'ma bake the lyrics

When I drop, first day crack a thousand make the majors look

Using move they wife, open housing hits they neighborhood

Sometimes it gets arousing, when a hater would

Trying to stop my shine, or stunt my growth

Like I won't cock this nine, or jump they folk

Then giggle with my feet up, watching Jimmy Kimmel

Mag' thoed, but the rest be stracking

I keep a gal and a side hoe, like Jessie Jackson

I don't try to act hard, like the rest be acting

I'm a Greenspoint rookie, still in vest be Jacklin

When I bust open the door, it's like Nestle cracking

What's up to Acres Home, where them techs be crapping holla

This the North, birds chirp and we spitting raps

And we don't wear church shirts, with a fitted cap

We on the block, tall tee with a du-rag

Swanging in that new Jag, trunk banging that new Mag'

I don't care, for the reputation this fool has

I'm just trying to rap, with the dedication that Screw had

[talking]

Now if y'all want DJ OP, to play Deetha I

Y'all gotta get louder than that

They want ya Deetha, they want ya

[Deetha Savor]

Think you skating on this ice, like the tongues of a dyke

The panties in my glass, bitches know what I like

I get ass in that Jag, scoot over for your friends

I got sucker twin at Mag', it's over for them

Fly if you like, but I got hollow friends

That'll get deep inside you, like you high off the life

Heinekein or Bud Light, I import my domestics

Make sure your ass is speedy, that's how we get down in Texas

Holding covers, of the Vibe and the Source

I stroll through the hood, never married though I've been through divorce

Makeshift attitude, took a course

On how to easy bake the dope, dough rising bitches got me in court

Half violent half striving, for some f**king import

That re-sample one that, that make you pay for the bag

And they ain't never ever, gotta speak to this man

Never ever's too soon, I'd just assume be glad

Fuck with ya, and I'll pray for hope missing

The good that spoke wisdom, pay the thug protection

My investment cop an Expedition

When rims spin around in these circles, like gravity switching

Fucking paging that paper, means we surely missing

I got cash now, they kiss my black ass now

When the lights dim down, they still spot the cash cow

(Wildlife selling, like some McDonald's hash browns)

[talking]

Ha-ha, straight 'em up mayn

That's how we do it, Wildlife records 2004 and beyond ya heard

Wildliferecords.com, Magno-Deetha Savor, CEO's of Wildlife

Holla at ya boy mayn, DJ OP what it do baby

Killa Tone, holla at ya boy mayn we eating tracks for a snack