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Magic

by Christopher Martin








Magic lyrics with English Translations





  I see that your hair's well done Don't tell me that you coming from the hair salon You know that's a no no, girl Yeah, that's a no no You call my phone when your man's at home What's going on, is the respect gone You know that's a no no, girl Girl, that's a no no, whoa oh
You gonna mess around and let him find out What we doing (doing), we doing, we doing But you say you no care (Screwing, screwing, screwing) So you say lay down 'pon the bed, no please I see you crawling to me 'pon your knees Say you a go gi' me everything me need Watch you shift it 'cross and me just slip it in
You grip the sheets and bruk off your nails Sweat out your hair, baby Call your job and tell your boss seh you sick You tell your friends say you doh feel right Cah you waan we lock dung and f**k all night, baby Tell your man you gone 'pon business trip
You cyaan get enough, no You cyaan get enough You cyaan get enough, no You cyaan get enough, oh o oh
We don't talk in the days when we see each other But we come alive in the nights When we're alone together This thing we've got is good Let's keep it undercover Just gwaan like you doh know me (you doh know me) Me doh know you (me doh know you) Feel so good to be wrong Can't believe I'm leaving you to go home You're the melody to my song Keep it going on
You grip the sheets and bruk off your nails Sweat out your hair, baby Call your job and tell your boss seh you sick You tell your friends say you doh feel right Cah you waan we lock dung and f**k all night, baby Tell your man you gone 'pon business trip
You cyaan get enough, no You cyaan get enough You cyaan get enough, no You cyaan get enough, oh o oh
Baby, grind on me, grind, grind on me Grind on me, grind, grind on me Love me babes, love me babes, hmm-mmm, hoo Grind on me, grind, grind on me Grind on me, I want you grind on me, baby We want more, yeah Ha aah, aah, ah, aah, yeah Ahhhh, baby
You grip the sheets and bruk off your nails Sweat out your hair, baby Call your job and tell your boss seh you sick You tell your friends say you doh feel right Cah you waan we lock dung and f**k all night, baby Tell your man you gone 'pon business trip
You cyaan get enough, no You cyaan get enough You cyaan get enough, no You cyaan get enough, oh o oh







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