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DoBoy Magic Video (MV)




Performed By: Slve
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: Garvel Cassamajor




Slve - DoBoy Magic Lyrics
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DoBoy magic, what's so tragic
Learned to make my money stretch like Mr. Fantastic
Uncle had them brown paper bags with elastics
Runnin' up the market f*ck a bag I'll use a basket
DoBoy magic, what's so tragic
Learned to make my money stretch like Mr. Fantastic
Uncle had them brown paper bags with elastics
Runnin' up the market f*ck a bag I'll use a basket
Don't care how I do it 'cause I'll run the bread up anyway
Hear the speaker bumpin' then I'm trappin out like erryday
Nigga steady spazzin, snapchat blastin
Homie said he made a play the shit better be massive
Niggas say I got that dope 'cause when I try I'm lyrical
Might be sinnin' with religion 'cause I'm still that spiritual
Never been about that fiction 'cause I'm always literal
Never trust a nigga 'less they competent I'm cynical
Flowin' sick venereal, my words is blessed ethereal
Get to actin' childish with my cartoons and my cereal
Pack came up from in the north so hit the east, the west, the south
Bussin' all this shit around it might just end up in her AH
Hol' up had to shut it down
Ima king don't need the crown
All I need's a hoodie and my bag to run it up in town
Dodgin' opps all day all week I keep afloat 'cause I can't drown
If they try to question me good thing it's Tufts and that I'm brown
DoBoy magic, what's so tragic
Learned to make my money stretch like Mr. Fantastic
Uncle had them brown paper bags with elastics
Runnin' up the market f*ck a bag I'll use a basket
DoBoy magic, what's so tragic
Learned to make my money stretch like Mr. Fantastic
Uncle had them brown paper bags with elastics
Runnin' up the market f*ck a bag I'll use a basket
Niggas good at what they do 'cause I learned from the WZRD
Catch a nigga leanin' with the pot I need my syzzurp
Never dealin' snow but I'm still icy like a blizzard
Never at my home so hit my jack and it's delivered
Lookin' 'round the room and there's so many of the flashin' lights
Never been a crazy kid so put the mud up in my sprite
Makin' plays like Lonzo 'cause the vision's always in my sight
Righty jab and lefty hook but never pull the Tyson bite
F*ck the call of duties I need bars to be a zombie
The shit you tokin' boofin' like it came from Abercrombie
Hol' up can't forget the Fitch I need my fix so where's the hitch
Even in a slump the pick me up is that I'm not the New York Knicks
Never need the glitz or glam my main ideal is feed the fam
Juggin after makin' plays I think I feel like Super Cam
Hol' up I mean Super Cay 'cause he's the kid from 'round the way
Never got to say congratulations, so you'll get your pay
DoBoy magic, what's so tragic
Learned to make my money stretch like Mr. Fantastic
Uncle had them brown paper bags with elastics
Runnin' up the market f*ck a bag I'll use a basket
DoBoy magic, what's so tragic
Learned to make my money stretch like Mr. Fantastic
Uncle had them brown paper bags with elastics
Runnin' up the market f*ck a bag I'll use a basket
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English

DoBoy magic, what's so tragic
Learned to make my money stretch like Mr. Fantastic
Uncle had them brown paper bags with elastics
Runnin' up the market f*ck a bag I'll use a basket
DoBoy magic, what's so tragic
Learned to make my money stretch like Mr. Fantastic
Uncle had them brown paper bags with elastics
Runnin' up the market f*ck a bag I'll use a basket
Don't care how I do it 'cause I'll run the bread up anyway
Hear the speaker bumpin' then I'm trappin out like erryday
Nigga steady spazzin, snapchat blastin
Homie said he made a play the shit better be massive
Niggas say I got that dope 'cause when I try I'm lyrical
Might be sinnin' with religion 'cause I'm still that spiritual
Never been about that fiction 'cause I'm always literal
Never trust a nigga 'less they competent I'm cynical
Flowin' sick venereal, my words is blessed ethereal
Get to actin' childish with my cartoons and my cereal
Pack came up from in the north so hit the east, the west, the south
Bussin' all this shit around it might just end up in her AH
Hol' up had to shut it down
Ima king don't need the crown
All I need's a hoodie and my bag to run it up in town
Dodgin' opps all day all week I keep afloat 'cause I can't drown
If they try to question me good thing it's Tufts and that I'm brown
DoBoy magic, what's so tragic
Learned to make my money stretch like Mr. Fantastic
Uncle had them brown paper bags with elastics
Runnin' up the market f*ck a bag I'll use a basket
DoBoy magic, what's so tragic
Learned to make my money stretch like Mr. Fantastic
Uncle had them brown paper bags with elastics
Runnin' up the market f*ck a bag I'll use a basket
Niggas good at what they do 'cause I learned from the WZRD
Catch a nigga leanin' with the pot I need my syzzurp
Never dealin' snow but I'm still icy like a blizzard
Never at my home so hit my jack and it's delivered
Lookin' 'round the room and there's so many of the flashin' lights
Never been a crazy kid so put the mud up in my sprite
Makin' plays like Lonzo 'cause the vision's always in my sight
Righty jab and lefty hook but never pull the Tyson bite
F*ck the call of duties I need bars to be a zombie
The shit you tokin' boofin' like it came from Abercrombie
Hol' up can't forget the Fitch I need my fix so where's the hitch
Even in a slump the pick me up is that I'm not the New York Knicks
Never need the glitz or glam my main ideal is feed the fam
Juggin after makin' plays I think I feel like Super Cam
Hol' up I mean Super Cay 'cause he's the kid from 'round the way
Never got to say congratulations, so you'll get your pay
DoBoy magic, what's so tragic
Learned to make my money stretch like Mr. Fantastic
Uncle had them brown paper bags with elastics
Runnin' up the market f*ck a bag I'll use a basket
DoBoy magic, what's so tragic
Learned to make my money stretch like Mr. Fantastic
Uncle had them brown paper bags with elastics
Runnin' up the market f*ck a bag I'll use a basket
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Writer: Garvel Cassamajor
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