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Abracadabra Video (MV)




Performed By: JudoChop
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Jahmil Rippy




JudoChop - Abracadabra Lyrics




I don't got too much to say when I hop on the beat, I go Abracadabra I was raised in the hills, If I don't got a blick, I'll f*ck around stab you
Shawty flashing titties, Not too bad, I like em ratchet But I like mine put up in the house, Don't lose your value
My Brody paid that extra fee to make it do magic You must ain't heard where I came from, Out there that shit get tragic
Older bitch met her at the ATL, She nasty and she classy I already know she havin' bags, I got some too, She matched me

We pop out in black truck AMGs, I'm with my Brody's Won't catch me at the crib no more, I'm on the road, I'm homeless
If you out here rockin' fake ice, Just know you bogus Me and Sosa really havin' shit, They tryna clone us
Had to tell her I'm not shy, I'm antisocial Niggas mad at quarantine, My favorite time was COVID
That was the only time I had to sit and take over made Salat, Over the soil, Then I linked up with a grower

Goddamn, Just hit my head, On the light, In the grow room Niggas talkin' business, You can't get a front if I don't know you
They really thought I was playin' Coach take me out when I get hot, Sub myself back in the game
Make me mad, I step back, Make it rain, I'm somethin' like Dame That boy went broke tryna impress them hoes and he don't got nobody to blame
Quickest way to go and get that bag, I was thinkin' the same My youngins be too quick to step on shit, They renegade!

I don't got too much to say, When I hop on the beat, I go Abracadabra I was raised in the hills, If I don't got a blick, I'll f*ck around stab you
Shawty, Flashing titties, Not too bad, I like em ratchet But I like mine put up in the house, Don't lose your value
My brody paid that extra fee, To make it do magic You must ain't heard where I came from, Out there that shit get tragic
Older bitch met her at the ATL, She nasty and she classy I already know she havin' bags, I got some too, She matched me

Shout it, I already know she havin' bags, I got some too, She matched me
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I don't got too much to say when I hop on the beat, I go Abracadabra I was raised in the hills, If I don't got a blick, I'll f*ck around stab you
Shawty flashing titties, Not too bad, I like em ratchet But I like mine put up in the house, Don't lose your value
My Brody paid that extra fee to make it do magic You must ain't heard where I came from, Out there that shit get tragic
Older bitch met her at the ATL, She nasty and she classy I already know she havin' bags, I got some too, She matched me

We pop out in black truck AMGs, I'm with my Brody's Won't catch me at the crib no more, I'm on the road, I'm homeless
If you out here rockin' fake ice, Just know you bogus Me and Sosa really havin' shit, They tryna clone us
Had to tell her I'm not shy, I'm antisocial Niggas mad at quarantine, My favorite time was COVID
That was the only time I had to sit and take over made Salat, Over the soil, Then I linked up with a grower

Goddamn, Just hit my head, On the light, In the grow room Niggas talkin' business, You can't get a front if I don't know you
They really thought I was playin' Coach take me out when I get hot, Sub myself back in the game
Make me mad, I step back, Make it rain, I'm somethin' like Dame That boy went broke tryna impress them hoes and he don't got nobody to blame
Quickest way to go and get that bag, I was thinkin' the same My youngins be too quick to step on shit, They renegade!

I don't got too much to say, When I hop on the beat, I go Abracadabra I was raised in the hills, If I don't got a blick, I'll f*ck around stab you
Shawty, Flashing titties, Not too bad, I like em ratchet But I like mine put up in the house, Don't lose your value
My brody paid that extra fee, To make it do magic You must ain't heard where I came from, Out there that shit get tragic
Older bitch met her at the ATL, She nasty and she classy I already know she havin' bags, I got some too, She matched me

Shout it, I already know she havin' bags, I got some too, She matched me
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Writer: Jahmil Rippy
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