The 7th song off of the Dedication 6: Reloaded. The beat samples 2 Chainz’s “MF'N Right Remix” which featured Lil Wayne.

The song also features Young Money members, Euro and Jay Jones.

The chorus features a… Read More [Verse 1: Jay Jones]

Mula! Yeah, look

I'ma tell you all this last time, don't get involved

Bullets start ripping through the walls

Hit ya baby mama and the house door

We making house calls, I'm an outlaw, in the south ward

Knock your ass out if you talk stupid

Got a big dick so I walk stupid

She got that hit-it-quick-in-the-car booty

Hold on, bad hoes need to get a raise, lame niggas tryna get away

But all ya diamonds need to get appraised, you in the way

Too many nights I was out lurking, mind in a daze, nowadays

I'm on Ocean Drive with a bad bitch lyin' in the shades

Sipping Minute Maid, gotta penetrate, let me demonstrate

Got the Jones soda with the drink in it

Got a backwood with the dank in it

Party ain't popping if we ain't in it

Go Blake Griffin, might flex on 'em

That's too much sauce, I bet them hoes know who I are

They treat a nigga like a superstar and that's what I am

I got your bitch but that's my bitch

So that's our bitch and that's all cool

When you trip out, wan' dip out, she just call me and I fall through

And that's bad news, hold these nuts, cashews

Vroom, I flew past you, new whips here, what the bags do

Past cool, young Jones

[Verse 2: Euro]

My enemies should get a good breakfast and a cup of coffee

I know refugees that don't rush things, they kill 'em softly

My closet still got Nike boxes and a couple corpses

Look, even though I'll never sell my soul, I got a couple offers

Don't think about it, I smoke about it, I drink about it

They wrap the body, then rap about it

Sink the body, then sing about it, zip the body, then sip about it

Fuck the world, I'ma still get some cool things up out it

If a CEO wanna dance all in my videos, I need a big deposit

Swerve, swerve, I'm back on 'em

My bad, I'm turning my back on 'em

I fuck, then see if Tune, Jay Jones, Hoody, or Mack want 'em

Real shit, I've seen good girls go to airports with that pack on 'em

Trill shit, I've seen bad bitches with good genes but I slack on 'em

I ain't focused there, Gotham City, got Batmans and Jokers there

I'm in the club but I'm in the cut

They got cameras here like Oprah's here

Since a kid, I heard gunshots, mothers cry, all the shit soldiers hear

So I had to "abracadabra," "voila," just to make hope appear

Young!

[Hook: Lil Wayne]

Abracadabra, abracadabra!

We rata-ta-ta-ta, then disappeared, right after it happened

Copperfield, I just popped a seal

You don't believe in magic, but you know that I'm for real

Voila! Voila! Ta-da! Ta-da! Voila! Voila! Mula! Voila!

Told momma, nana, I'm doing my count

Don't ruin my count, bust two and I'm out

Voila! Voila! Ta-da! Ta-da! Voila! Voila! Mula! Voila!

Mama, nana, I'm doing my count

Don't ruin my count, bust two, and I'm out, voila!

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]

Magic dust, yeah that's a rush

Got her cracking up, crying all at once, man, that was fun

I'm spazzing up, I'm gassing up that Cali stuff, that massacre

I'm magical with Calicos and smashing stuff, Metallica

Satanical like Skeletor, you greener than a salad bar

I leave from here to Africa to read some Maya Angelou

Impractical, you acting all DiCaprio; we trap and go for casserole

We back and forth in traffic with that Macklemore

That magic snow, it's always cold and my freak on that molly water

I met this bitch on Collins but she out the hood, her mama cook

I'm on the way, I'm on a stage, the Magic show, I feel like Dave

I walk on water, float in air, I'm over there, I'm in your face

I pop up out of nowhere, bop-bop at your doorbell

Disappear in thin air, all we leave is smoke there

Smoking roadkill, she on coke here

Stash is sticking to her nosehair

I'm a magician in the motel, moving tricks for wholesale

Hold on, abracadabra, the data don't matter

We rata-ta-ta-ta over the chatter, we got mo ammo than grammar

Hammers and hammers, pull up in Lambos

Shoot up the cameras, die in pajamas

Find you with Sam and your wife and your mamas

All in your family, I'm balling like Magic, voila!

[Hook: Lil Wayne]

Abracadabra, abracadabra!

We rata-ta-ta-ta, then disappeared, right after it happened

Copperfield, I just popped a seal

You don't believe in magic, but you know that I'm for real

Voila! Voila! Ta-da! Ta-da! Voila! Voila! Mula! Voila!

Momma, nana, I'm doing my count

Don't ruin my count, bust two and I'm out

Voila!

[Outro: Lil Wayne]

Abracadabra, abracadabra!

We rata-ta-ta-ta, then disappeared, right after it happened

Copperfield, I just popped a seal

You don't believe in magic, but you know I'm too real

Voila! Voila! OVO shorts, high socks

Music is art, Basquiat, niggas is squares, hopscotch

Time out, na-na, I got sauce, you dried out

I'm big boss, you big mouth, magic show, don't miss out, voila!

[Spoken Word Outro: Lil Wayne]

What haven't I done yet?

I haven't Bungee jumped, err, haven't been to Mount Everest, err, take that back, I've probably have been to Mount Everest. Probably flown over it, probably rolled past it and it just was twisted, you nah mean? That's real shit, real shit, real shit. Holla at my friends, they will let you know slime has sat down and probably ate with the president, and whatever president it was at the time, totally don't remember, you nah mean? But I do remember, Obama saying my name in a speech, shoutout Obama. But still, what haven't I done yet....release Carter V