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Magic Club Thang

-murder] What's up magic dawg? Let's go roll to the club, ya dig? Call ke'noe, carlos and um let my nigga have it. [c-murder/magic] Doing my club thang

-Murder] What's up Magic dawg? Let's go roll to the club, ya dig? Call Ke'Noe, Carlos and um let my nigga have it. [C-Murder/Magic] Doing my club thang

nothin to it Brought ten stacks to the back then threw it Make it rain Ain't a thang When it come to money i got it Mayne You the next best thang I

, Too $hort, come on baby [T-Pain] She got the body of a goddess, everybody know that Super-cute face and the booty so fat I'm in the club dropping twenty

As you know, we are now in the strip club in Magic City Ohh, somebody's beeper goin' Yo, oh, hey, hey, hey, hold on Yeah, that's the one by me, yo, yeah

you in the stone age stressing every 7 minutes from living with aids subtract the days in your life but not from the virus your dyin from worryin about the thangs

ain't fittin turn this knock off I'm a crank this surround up and show him my thang and if we need us another corner to slang it ain't a thang we got

poppin' on a handstand Every time we hit the club We at least 50 deep Smokin' purple po and grichi got everybody keyed In the club 7 days a week party

, it's goin' down Meet me in the club, it's goin' down Anywhere you meet me, guaranteed to go down Verse number two, do the damn thang Cubes on my neck