NEW MAGIC WAND

Tyler, The Creator

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    Sometimes you gotta close a door to open a window

    I saw a photo, you looked joyous
    My eyes are green, I eat my veggies
    I need to get her out the picture
    She's really fuckin' up my frame
    She's not developed like we are

    Like magic, like magic, like magic, gone
    New magic, new magic, new magic wand
    Like magic, like magic, like magic, gone (nigga)
    New magic, new magic, new magic wand

    My brother said I'm on the spectrum
    Don't call me selfish, I hate sharin'
    This 60/40 isn't working
    I want 100 of your time, you're mine

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    Please don't leave me now
    Please don't leave me now (don't leave)
    Please don't leave me now
    Please don't leave me now (don't leave)
    Please don't leave me now (don't leave)

    (Like magic, like magic, like magic, gone)
    Please don't leave me now (I can make her leave)
    (New magic, new magic, new magic wand)
    Please don't leave me now (don't leave)
    (Like magic, like magic, like magic, gone)
    Please don't leave me now
    (New magic, new magic, new magic wand)

    I wanna be found, passenger in your car
    You wanna be mean, mixed signals, don't park (I can make her bleed)
    She's gonna be dead, I just got a magic wand
    We can finally be together

    You roll the dice, hit a 7, sure you right, beginner's luck
    You not my first, who gives a fuck?
    Your other one evaporate, we celebrate
    You under oath, now pick a side, and if you don't
    I pick you both
    It's not a joke
    Murder, she wrote

    Ayo, take one look in the mirror, implications so clear
    I live life with no fear, except for the idea that one day you won't be here
    I will not fetch the ball, eyes are green I eat my vegetables
    It has nothing to do with that broad, but if it did, guarantee she'd be gone, well

    I got a plan, but the walkin' depends
    If you can't understand, I'm a hawk in the gym
    Eyes on the prize, got weight on my chest
    That I need to get off, or I ain't talkin' to them
    Can't be in the picture if it got no frame
    Gon' let the world know 'cause I ain't got no shame
    Blow the whole spot up, 'cause I ain't
    I wanna share last names, I wanna be your number one
    Not the other one, keep it on the low

    I'm in my right mind, keep it on a high
    Janis Joplin spillin' feelings, now I'm out here moppin' 'em
    Four on the floor, pack up your bags, we hit the store
    Grab our supplies, no need for masks, bust through the door
    Get the job done like retirement, I admit you look concerned
    New magic wand

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