is magical When you're near, it's magical You're super natural I feel your touch, in my trees Everything is magical When you're near, it's magical It'
of kin [Chorus:] I see a little more of me everyday I catch a little more moustache turning grey Your mother is the only other woman for me Little Miss Magic
night until in the morning I could respect your mind, if you could respect the game Is it cool to fuck, or is this about some change hook (Magic and
heard her but I didn't answer back Man I like that little flute, remind me of Ronnie Newt I think I'ma wear my caramel suit with the brown tie and them matching boots
the metal it's not a horseshoe You gotta wife I gotta pipe like a horse do Ya wife said ya pipe to small and she gon divorce you Ya little morsel to
n my bike 'n me . . . 'N this ride up the Mountain of Mystery, mystery I noticed even the crickets Was actin' weird up here So I figured I might Just drink a little
your fuckin attitude Frontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you" [Ghostface] Yo, yo Starks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays Ghostface, jump out the window for a little
some shit These groupie girls are sick Do most anything so they can get picked to come to your, room, smoke a little, boom Hear a little tune, after
gonna go [Chorus] Have you ever known the magic hour just before the dawn? When the mornin' is still sleeping, but the night is not yet gone. And you're walkin' home from some little
Against saying what we want to say the right way Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man DJ Pete
in each sensual kiss you magnetize and pull me in your power my compass spins, my clock chimes every hour put your foot down puss in boots puss in boots
house and here comes a tornado The crib goes up spinnin round and round Then BAM i just landed ground Walked out the house seen the yellow brick road Up walks a little
Once upon a time in a town like this A little girl made a great big wish To feel the world full of happiness And be on Santa?s magic list Chorus Shake
to holla at us we ain't out for the squeeze All we want is yo purse cause we out for the cheese [Chorus 1] [La Chat] 1 little 2 little niggas dats payin me 3 little
don't want your ass Look you kinda fine With a nigga name on your spine Now respect my fuckin mind How I'ma hit that from behind Got a hoe across the court And Molly boots
freak 'em on a regular day Cum six times - but it's seven today Ludacris in the back of your chev-e-rolet Ahh, ahh! what's my name? So magical i come
to you catch some little higher learning from a sermon once I drop it to you hypnotic...hypnotic... (Memphis Bleek) so roll a "L" and light a incent it's like magic
