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Magic
Hip-Hop/Rap
Magic est sorti le 3 octobre 2025 par 4792930 Records DK2 dans le cadre de l'album Magic - Single
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Date de sortie3 octobre 2025
Label4792930 Records DK2
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM70

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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Willie Rashad Hall
Willie Rashad Hall
Rap
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Willie Rashad Hall
Willie Rashad Hall
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Aiden Lair
Aiden Lair
Production
Jamaal Anderson
Jamaal Anderson
Ingénierie

Paroles

She the baddest bitch in Austin
Yeah, yeah, let's go
Starting Saturday with poppin' bottles first class
Count the profit, take her fucking shoppin' when she mad
Introduce her to my jeweler cause her other shit is glass
Making all them hoes disappear like magic
Starting Saturday with poppin' bottles first class
Count the profit, take her fucking shoppin' when she mad
Introduce her to my jeweler cause her other shit is glass
Making all them hoes disappear like magic
Lights, camera, action, the lifestyle lavish
Bad bitch from Cali just fucked off the accent
Nah I ain't bragging, I want it, I can have it
Blowing all this money for the moments I ain't have shit
Yeah, looking like a model when you walk
Damn her voice so sexy, bae I love it when you talk
If they get to acting, let them Jacksons do the talking
I like em' kinda classy, she the baddest bitch in Austin
Baby got that chocolate cake, way badder than Mrs. Banks
Yo hoe gone come run my way whenever she see these frosted flakes
**** gon' hate on 3K because I'm on a different pace
Flying on different planes, puffing on different strains
Starting Saturday with poppin' bottles first class
Count the profit, take her fucking shoppin' when she mad
Introduce her to my jeweler cause her other shit is glass
Making all them hoes disappear like magic
Bitches don't mean nothing to me
Imma turn her to a fan
I wonder if you feel the same
Wanna hit you up, but it'll cause more pain
But where the fuck these bitches came from
Couldn't hold me with eight arms
Remember I was walking home from Hardees in the rainstorm
Now I'm rocking watches when I'm talking, teeth be changing colors
Thank God I made it out, i'm with my patnas from the same slums
Starting Saturday with poppin' bottles first class
Count the profit, take her fucking shoppin' when she mad
Introduce her to my jeweler cause her other shit is glass
Making all them hoes disappear like magic
Disappear like magic
Disappear like magic
Disappear like magic
Written by: Willie Rashad Hall
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