Magic Number

Lyrics

Three is a magic number
 Yes it is, it's a magic number (yes it is)
 (One, two, three and)
 All ya ladies pop yo pussy like this
 Pop, pop yo pussy like this
 All ya ladies pop yo pussy like this
 (Bobby, bobby, bo-bo-bobby, bobby
 Bobby, bobby, bo-bo-bobby, bobby)
 From the south to the west to the east to the north
 From the south to the west to the east to the north
 From the south to the west to the east to the north
 From the south to the west to the east to the north
 I'm tryna' hit a triple play
 Hookah, hoes and henny, call it Triple H
 Me and my bitch flip your bitch like a real estate
 I'm tryna' paint two bitches watch me illustrate
 I'm Bob Ross, I don't get erased
 Two is a party and three is a crowd
 So that mean only crowd pleasers allowed
 The odd couple, all you hoes in trouble
 No catching feelings we don't do cupid shuffle
 Are you serious? She indecisive if she with the silly shit
 Talking out your neck, ventriloquist
 "Y'all so horny I thing I just got my period"
 Huh, really, bitch?
 Three is a magic number
 Yes it is, it's a magic number (yes it is)
 (One, two, three and)
 All ya ladies pop yo pussy like this
 Pop, pop yo pussy like this
 All ya ladies pop yo pussy like this
 (Bobby, bobby, bo-bobby, bobby
 Bobby, bobby, bo-bobby, bobby)
 You want hookah on the first date, Uber on the first date
 Conversation, liquor, stake just to get to first base?
 Oh you too old for casual sex
 Do it for a bag that's collateral sex
 She make a whole dick vanish that's magical neck
 I'm talking 'bout three mathematical sex
 She swallow all the kids no child get left behind
 Can't say if she on go but it seem like she inclined
 You blew your whole cover, you blew the facade
 Your man found out you eat cat now he wanna ménage
 She squeeze the pistol 'till I pull the trigger
 Death come in threes I'm a pussy killa
 Three is a magic number
 Yes it is, it's a magic number (telephone, tell a friend)
 (One, two, three and)
 From the south to the west to the east to the north
 From the south to the west to the east to the north
 From the south to the west to the east to the north
 From the south to the west to the east to the north
 (Bobby, bobby, bo-bobby, bobby
 Bobby, bobby, bo-bobby, bobby)
 All ya ladies pop yo pussy like this
 Just do it don't stop don't miss
 85 knots on a yacht don't slip
 36 swishers in the box don't trip
 Three baby daddies then boom, niggas ain't shit
 Three round of drinks then boom, now you like chicks
 Don't be a grinch, don't be a grouch
 Tryna pump, tryna dump, tryna hump, tryna plow
 She a hood bitch but not financially hood
 She got a bread and moved down to Miami for good
 I like my omelettes with cheese, crispy hundreds no crease
 Ain't talkin' retros but I like my women in threes
 Three is a magic number
 Yes it is, it's a magic number (telephone, tell a friend)
 (One, two, three and)
 (Bobby, bobby, bo-bo-bobby, bobby
 Bobby, bobby, bo-bo-bobby, bobby
 Bobby, bobby, bo-bo-bobby, bobby
 Bobby, bobby, bo-bo-bobby, bobby)
 From the south to the west to the east to the north
 From the south to the west to the east to the north
 From the south to the west to the east to the north
 From the south to the west to the east to the north
 A-all ya ladies pop yo pussy like this
 Pop, pop yo pussy like this
 All ya ladies pop yo pussy like this
 Pop, pop yo pussy like this

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Song Details

Duration
03:40
Key
2
Tempo
95 BPM

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