a song (It was a finger, a magic finger) It was a finger instead of a singer (Magic finger, magic finger) It was a finger instead of a song (Magic finger, a magic finger
It was a finger instead of a singer It was a finger instead of a song It was a finger instead of a singer It didn't stay too long It was a finger instead
you don't really care It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous It's like that sometimes, this shit ridiculous One hand in the air if you don't really care Middle finger
't got talent, take a bow now your a co-authhh--or, You?re somebody's daughter and i?m somebody's son, Could be somebody's daddy and somebody's mum, This
to show his heart and say he loved her, he spoke them magic words and on the same day he fucked her now she wide open, she put a ring up on his finger
not god had his back from the get go. or lil mama that's hustling risking her freedom house full of kids not one of the baby daddy around she's just
[uncredited spoken word poet forms the song's intro] I had forgotten the incredible butter softness of his long fingers. How they felt on my back when
Magic My lord, our father. There's so many things I need to say. And alot of people don't wanna hear it. But ya know what? I'm a say it anyway. I thank
She was looking at me She was begging for food Then I knew I had found The weeping god In the face of a child As she gestures with her fingers
few things are related to the "old times" Then we did believe in magic and we did die It's not my words that you should follow, it's your insides You
pillows to rest my head A magic fingers and a king size bed Put in a quarter, turn out the light Magic fingers makes you feel alright Feel alright, feel alright Magic fingers
love Split this ocean set these sails It's down to the seabed, we dazzle and fail Hereafter's bringing more funerals than fairs And it's a book of blank
want to say I remember when [B.o.B.:] Well, it's B to the O, O to the B You know it's the flow, you know that it's me, I flow to this beat As easy as
kickin rocks on the block tellin all the og's i be comin for ya spot when ya not lookin hot cookin mama got it on the kitchen table, i thank god we were
, that's how you know when you're in That's how you know when you're in That's how you know when you're in love That's how you know
is topsy turvy. god hates red meat, god hates weird people, i prefer things to be one on one solely, even if it's unhealthy, even if it's unholy.
