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still need her 
She's got the magic touch, I really want her 
She's got the magic touch, and I really want her 
She's got the magic touch, and I still
fans 
In Rick's candle lit cafe 
Hiding in the shadows from the spies 
Moroccan moonlight in your eyes 
Making magic at the movies in my old
In Rick's candle lit cafe
Hiding in the shadows from the spies
Moroccan moonlight in your eyes
Making magic at the movies in my old Chevrolet

Oh
Magic, I'd like to send this one out to the partner
Pepa MC, magic, and her first born, whatever it may be, magic
Yo Spin, once again help me get
impressed
One thing went wrong, Rick got obsessed
We wouldn't go to class, always think about ass
Not if he was gonna pass, if he would just last
Girls was
Ordained by law to train the poor 

I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no more 

It's a treachery hidden up the sleeves of men 

Magic will only
got hella folks in prison
Hand over the option
But the cell codes still livin'

[Chorus]

Dope man, smoke man
Ohs float the boat
No coke for
[Chorus: Rick Ross (Dre)]
Designer jeans, and a hand full of dough (Yeah)
Bottle of the Jose, pass me some more
I got, more cars, more cars, more
[Chorus: Rick Ross (Dre)]
Designer jeans, and a hand full of dough (Yeah)
Bottle of the Jose, pass me some more
I got, more cars, more cars, more
same thang  game came when I left em 
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie 

But I'm his Royal Slickness  ghetto weakness  come Rick is
slow dance 
Is worth a chance
Then that old blue magic 
Still works like a charm
As if you never even left 
These aching arms
You put a spell on me
Fresh]

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Sippin' on that Remy outside of the club
Got me trippin' like I'm Remy outside of the club
Yeah them bitches comin' with
or pour it
For the streets, give me a beat i'm a roll it

Show it wit them, leavin' magic
But I knew I had it in savage
It got crucial I ain't panic,
Mo' money means more dough to blow
Mo' bottles, there's more dough to blow
Rick Ross got a lot of dough to blow

Way up in them Tallie Hills, burnin'
than
Who, maybe it's me, or is it you?
From what I heard bet you me and Rick Cee come through
It ain't workin, your style's got mould and milldew
No
the one you love
Must be the one whose magic touch can change your mind
Don't let another day go by without the magic touch

Distracting you				(change
impressed
One thing went wrong, Rick got obsessed
We wouldn't go to class, always think about ass
Not if he was gonna pass, if he would just last
Girls was
to stop fooling around
'cauase when she calls me by name
That's a beautiful sound
She lets me know that I still got game
My friends don't understand how I
or pour it
For the streets, give me a beat i'm a roll it

Show it wit them, leavin' magic
But I knew I had it in savage
It got crucial I ain't panic,
apartment you got Rick
On her knees about to make her fall
(Girl)
"All platinum and gold, jammies hangin' on the wall too
You got it goin' on"

Now my
sweatin' although she tried to hold her composure
I hoped she'd take it in the ass and suck dick
(Girl) My my what a nice apartment you got Rick
On her knees
[Slick Rick]
He in a bid nap, human being waste spittin
As I'm sweepin through an alley in New York, a stray kitten
Dog chase a couple of blocks,
maze
Let's see where else Rick's adventures
Will lead the little dickwipe

(Violent J)
Hahaha, so you got a few tacks in your balls
Pick 'em all out
scary for the king, he made the sufferin go by Mario
You win, take these peasants and get the fluck outta my area
More villains, still in heat, didn't
the flyest, bypass 
by you and your tired-ass bow down to my ass 
I shit on a kid want to vic wanted KITT 
What's Slick Rick, this one is dead 
Life's