- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Clifford J. Harris
 - Nayvadius Demun Wilburn
 - Kevin Erondu
 
- See also:
 
Future - Magic lyrics
Off Top I'm Bossed Up, They Talking Money Don't Talk Us
 I'm Scared To Stacking That , Up
 All , You When I'm Locked Up
 You Type Of Nigger Get Popped Off
 When Nigger Rolling That Kush Of
 Got Mind Growing Like Great Vines
 In The Backyard, Come Look, Bro
 Half Culo, Half Out, Bad Hoe Just Popped Out
 Hey Nigger Better Watch Out, Steer Around That Block Out
 ,It's Hostile, Come Check It Dawg
 Spend A Couple Of Mills, No Stress At All
 Big Bank Roll No Checks At All
 , Game Ain't Won Professional
 You Smile Ball Like ,
 I Basketball, Go Ask Your Bro
 Tell Her Legs Open Says Me
 Abracadabra, She Wear For Me
 Like Ta-Ra, Voila, Gucci Louie, Prada, Ah
 [Chorus]
 Fishtailin' Out The Parkin' Lot
 Leavin' Magic
 Two Bad B*Tches & I Got 'Em Out Of Magic
 The Way I Make That Work -Disappear Call It Magic
 Sipping On The Purple And The Yellow Drinking Magic .
 Fishtailin' Out The Parkin' Lot
 Leavin' Magic
 Two Bad B*Tches & I Got 'Em Out Of Magic
 The Way I Make That Work- Disappear Call Magic
 Sipping On The Purple And Yellow Drinking Magic.
 Voila! Magic, Voila! Magic, Voila! Magic, Voila! Magic
 Fishtailin' Out The Parkin' Lot
 Leavin' Magic
 Sipping On The Purple And Yellow Drinking Magic .
 On My Way To Aspen, I Forgot To Do My Taxes
 Call Up My Accountant, He Gone Make It To MagicFuture - Magic - http://motolyrics.com/future/magic-lyrics.html
 Had To Get A Driver Just To Drop Me At The Airport(For What??)
 The Way I Smoked The Blunts Man I Burned 'Em Up Like Newport(Smoke Up)
 $50,000 On A Superstar's Attire (Design!)
 Ke & Young Future Bringin' Them The Fire
 All This Damn Cash Make A B*Tch Wanna Retire
 Gotta Drop A Half A Brick You Wanna Put Me On A Flyer
 'Cuse Me But My Lingo Crazy
 See These Diamonds Ain't None Of 'Em Forgave Me
 Two Bad B*Tches Wanna F*Ck Me The Greatest
 Aye Young G In A Brand New Mercedes
 Turn Out The Lot Imma Do A 180
 For The Haters Imma Gone 'Head & Do A 360
 Drinkin' On Sprite Got Lean All Day
 Imma Astronaut N*Gga Better Chruch My Pimpin'
 [Chorus:]
 Billionaire Boy That's True Inspiration
 Learned The Astronaut Kid No Such Thing As Limitation
 Flyin' Down 20 In The Mothaf*Ckin' Spaceship
 Just Left Magic In The Mothaf*Ckin'(Dayship??)
 Two B*Tches Trailin' In A Platinum Infiniti
 Gotta Thing For Me, Don't Wanna Sing For Me, 
 They Like My Energy, Imma Embassy
 I Know Tricks Like Cris Angel
 Ion Trick But I Could Make You Famous
 You Could Disappear From Yo Past Life
 You A Real(?) No Outta Sight
 Im Pluto Talkin', Jimmy Walkin' When You Walkin'
 I Used To Be Fly But Now Im Hawkin'
 I Was An Earthlin' Now Im Sifi
 While I, I Stay High]
 My B*Tches On They High Horse
 I Double Back Like Two Cups
 & Pull Out In That New Porshe
 [Chorus:]
















