Magic City Songtext
von Waka Flocka Flame

I be bragging, doing the most
Supposed to pay my rent
But I′m off in Magic City throwing it
Niggas say I flex too much
I might go broke next year, I don't give a fuck
Pass my triple cup, shit
Pass my triple cup, damn
Trade my Breitling in for a Rolex
I got muscle, motherfucker, call me Bowflex

Half a million dollars, think you know him?
First ringtone check, goddamn
What the fuck to do with all this money?
Whole clique iced up, tell your CEO buy a bigger chain, damn
These niggas ain′t balling, bruh
They throwing five stacks, acting like they threw twenty, damn
Your favorite rapper flexing
He ain't buying bricks, damn
Let's talk about your favorite rapper
His company don′t exist, so he gotta change the name, damn


I be bragging, doing the most
Supposed to pay my rent
But I′m off in Magic City throwing it
Niggas say I flex too much
I might go broke next year, I don't give a fuck
Pass my triple cup, shit
Pass my triple cup, damn
Trade my Breitling in for a Rolex
I got muscle, motherfucker, call me Bowflex

I woke up, bought a Maybach
Bought my bitch a Range Rover, damn

Bought 12 Escalades
In the condo, bitches paid

AP watches for the whole clique
I′m on my own dick, damn
I hear them say I'm going broke
I tell them get they own money, keep kicking cans
I′m still busting, I'm still hustling
Shit, bricks coming out, Billy with the new shit
Ask your girl about the dick
I nicknamed the bitch how she like to suck my dick
This young nigga too, cost a nigga four bricks, damn


I be bragging, doing the most
Supposed to pay my rent
But I′m off in Magic City throwing it
Niggas say I flex too much
I might go broke next year, I don't give a fuck
Pass my triple cup, shit
Pass my triple cup, damn
Trade my Breitling in for a Rolex
I got muscle, motherfucker, call me Bowflex

So much shit I been through this year
So much shit I been through this year
Damn, I done went broke, got it back
Went broke, got it back
So much shit I been through this year, damn
Made some new friends, lost some good ones
Roll one, Sizzle, I ain't done yet
It ain′t my fault I ain′t have to go to school
To see a million dollars, thank you, Pro Tools

I be bragging, doing the most
Supposed to pay my rent
But I'm off in Magic City throwing it
Niggas say I flex too much
I might go broke next year, I don′t give a fuck
Pass my triple cup, shit
Pass my triple cup, damn
Trade my Breitling in for a Rolex
I got muscle, motherfucker, call me Bowflex