Magenta Black Lyrics

Damn

Ms.Parker finer then a motherfucker

Damn

I knocked the dust off that pussy

Hi Ms. Parker

Hi Boys

When you gonna let me fuck Ms. Parker

Where it at

Where it at

Where it at

Got the pack

Tick no tack

Slit to Slat

This n That

Where it at

Where it at

Hit yo shawty from the back

Worse than that

Gang attack

Wait fuck on the mat

Bitch wanna talk like where I'm at

(Like where I'm at)

Shawty push up to the bat know

I gotta smack

(Gotta Smack)

Creepy and no dingy

Lil nigga take a back

(Take a back)

Slimey ain't no creepy and you know

I'm on that slatt

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

Ay

What about timid

Living minute

Live in a prayer

I was so tinted

Now I think I'm so fitted

You ride in a Honda

I ride in a civic

They stuck on the gimmicks

Now I get better they had to mimic

Oh mimic

Let's get it

I'm fitted

Committed

Yeah

Like where he at

Where she at

Dog attack

Get my back

Meet a trap

Heart attack

Big or lax

Hold me back

Fuck a cap

Red or black

Jetsons back

Metal racks

Steel in rap

Fuck a tax

Smoke a tax

Tit for that

Hold my wax

Keep a stack

You know this motherfucking beat

I'm saying bruh

Bout to go off and then they still sleeping on us

WHAT THE FUCK

We bout to get this shit going

HELL NAH

Two hoes really

In the club in the motherfucking trap

Where I'm at

Knock em out like the braves

Nigga where ya head at

Catch ya at the ATM

Spazzing where the bread at

Catch me at ya baby mama crib

Like where the bread at

Jiggy ass nigga from the Northside

Suck my dick for la zock

Cause I stay high

Knock a opp on the gram

By the waist side

Grab ya bitch by the motherfucking waistline and I'm chasing the guap

It gon take time and I pity the fool

Trying to take mine

I already done heard through the grapevine

Me and my niggas

We claiming the skyline

Where it at

Where it at

Got the pack

Tick no tack

Slit to Slat

This n That

Where it at

Where it at

Hit yo shawty from the back

Worse than that

Gang attack

Wait fuck on the mat

Bitch wanna talk like where I'm at

(Like where I'm at)

Shawty push up to the bat know

I gotta smack

(Gotta Smack)

Creepy and no dingy

Lil nigga take a back

(Take a back)

Slimey ain't no creepy and you know

I'm on that slatt

(Yeah)