Future – Magic Don Juan (Princess Diana) Lyrics

Future Magic Don Juan Princess Diana Lyrics, Metro Boomin Magic Don Juan Princess Diana Lyrics, Future Magic Don Juan Lyrics

Ok, ok, ok
Let’s go
I’m peepin’ these hoes, working that magic like I’m Don Juan, woah

I got thick she working that magic like I’m Don Juan
Talking pause I got that bat on me like Ken Griffey
Imma get vibe he fly hundred vibes one trip
She was hanging like that I called her back so I could make sure

Got that sniff on me that white shit like I’m Tom Brady
Imma put a sports car on two wheels like it got hydraulics
The way I bet loose, it ain’t nothing I had to stop from doing Molly (You must be hallucinatin’)
Two hundred racks when I’m in Chanel get me in that mode (Let’s go)
I’m back in my bag again, I ain’t even bought no clothes
Bam, check off check, let’s go
Pimping these hoes, working that magic like I’m Don—, damn, uh, whoa
50,000 a profit on hoes that’s a bad week
Bust my AP down in arrows causing Richie Mill
Play with them birds and making you bleed just like her eyes
Serving that dog, it’ll make you scream on shit like Lil Jon
For this rapping shit, I’m serving shit like Paul Wall
I can’t f**k with them b**** gon’ sign me like Prince Harry
I’m flipping Ferrari on my wrist cost more than a n**** house
When I seen the plug you try to front me I’m a cash out

I got thick she working that magic like I’m Don Juan
Talking pause I got that bat on me like Ken Griffey
Imma get vibe he fly hundred vibes one trip
She was hanging like that I called her back so I could make sure

Yeah, yeah, n****
You know who the f**k is (Yeah)
The biggest

Princess Diana diamonds ain’t cheap
I’m chargin’ two fifty just to tweet
Ridin’ with two hundred rounds on the seat
Burnin’ on mills, ’bout to get a B
She make a film just for me to see
After she suck it I let her hit the key
I’m puttin’ double C’s on the trees
Get you white money trickin’ like this
I hit a popstar, I’m the goat
I got a supermodel in my lap
Bring down the dough junkies in the trap
F**ked up for half a dollar shootin’ crack
I put your rap career in my ear
N****s so quicky ’bout a b**** vanilla

Pour up the drink, I’m peeling back the seal
Water on my chain like a Navy SEAL
Loaded on sticks ready go to war
Move like the military on tour
I got my finesse game on point
Codeine the movie Spike Lee Jordan
I got a lit b**** she going
I put some drug money on her arm
I get a line on you, we scoring

Brr, bow, n****, we scoring
Are you dumb?

Princess Diana diamonds ain’t cheap
I’m chargin’ two fifty just to tweet
Ridin’ with two hundred rounds on the seat
Burnin’ on mills, ’bout to get a B
She make a film just for me to see
After she suck it I let her hit the key
I’m puttin’ double C’s on the trees
Get you white money trickin’ like this
I hit a popstar, I’m the goat
I got a supermodel in my lap
Bring down the dough junkies in the trap
F**ked up for half a dollar shootin’ crack
I put your rap career in my ear
N****s so quicky ’bout a b**** vanilla
Top of the charts they love my skill

Look how long we go for, look what we do for a living
Men, we do this shit for a living
You n****s is playing games, man
Stop f**kin’ play games

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  • Written by: Future, Metro Boomin
  • Album: WE DON'T TRUST YOU
  • Released: 2024