David blane blame game, bitches want a magic trick
Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic
The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her
I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,
I'll tell you baby that we're through
Mr coleman, i'm coming for you
That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain
I'll fuck up more tricks than a crack-addicted david blaine,
A twenty somethin cup
Mr. right's running up,
Aka mr. louisiana.
I try to tell them i'm one of the
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