the cross the witches Will burn alive on this night White white magic Turning to black White magic Turning to black White magic Turning to black White magic
spell. Repent be tried be sent to hell. Tied to the cross the witches will burn alive on this night. White White magic. Turning to black. White magic
译文: 笼. 白魔法.
muthafuckin' NY, nigga You already know what it is, Bankhead C-Rod, Grand Hustle, Diplomats You don't like it? Kill ya''self nigga, let's go Late night, straight white
hey, I'm a balla for real, ooh hoo Now I know we keep it crackin' ask 'em and brit what's up The girls on us so dirty who you rollin' wit V I P From Magic
got cattle you best be fasting For 7 days and 7 nights we everlasting [Unverified] on a quest to get my class ring Just from them white folks I will
you late Gonna take a minute for my morning meditation But I'm on the phone call... waiting... click... done Under an invasion I feel like I'm a spinning ball in a lottery cage
It's like magic in your pocket Anything you want Once you rock you got it From the dusk 'til dawn 3 am unlock it Once you start don't stop it Roller coaster
cure it all for you, dear Coax or trick or drive or drag the demons from you Make it right for you sleeping beauty Truly thought I can magically heal
. Impossible for a plain country bumpkin and a prince to join in marriage. And four white mice will never be four white hourses. Such fol-de-rol and fiddle
Jam Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come Biggie's Versacis, Snow White rabbit Hands is like photographic magic
(feat. Wyclef Jean) Prada Jeans... 300 Dollars Gucci Slippers... 500 Dollars Spendin All Your Money To Make These White Folks Rich... Priceless [Wyclef
town to muthafuckin NY nigga you already know what it is. Bankhead C-rod, Grand Hustle, Diplomats you dont like it kill yaself nigga. Lets go (verse 1 T.I.) Late night straight white
mma balla fa real) [Verse 2:] G.I.B. we keep it crackin ask M & Rich (wats up) The girls on us, so derrty who you rollin wit? (G.I.B.) From Magic City
, deceit [Record Scratch out] "Getting dusty in the cellar" [Verse 1: Aesop Rock] Yo I was thinking about my sick friend Stringing a ring around my whit
