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Be On Video (MV)




Performed By: TK Magyc
Length: 2:37
Written by: T Magyc, Terry Keyes, Jr




TK Magyc - Be On Lyrics
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Come in this bitch with my shit on
Po me a fo' and I'm lean on
Off of this pill and I'm beam on
Smoking on dope with the demons
My chains they on me they bling on
Yo crew hella lame y'all some peons
My crew we be workin' and dream on
Swear I'm a put my whole team on
Me and my bruthas we up in this bitch and you know what we mutha f*cking be on
My life is so great and I'm getting so paid I and swear I be turning down threesomes
I'm smoking on gas, with all of this ice
In my mood I call it that freon
Come in the spot with dat heat on me
And I'm waking 'em up 'cause they sleep on me
Police say that they got a lead on me
Can't worry don't trip I done peeped homie
Don't get no ass
You a creep homie
Spitting some shit
You don't get homie
Chill with my shorty
She callin' me horny
Don't want the fame, just want the money
Since a youngin' Man, they call me T-Money
Be living it up but I'm still hungry
This shit ain't a game it ain't Jumanji
I'm up in yo girl I'm in her tummy
Them shottas they run up they on dummy
Come and they rob you for yo money
Ehhbody can't hang how we hang, Homie
Ehhbody can't bang how we bang, Homie
Ehhbody can't be what we be on
People'll stab you in back and then try to act like you really ain't see 'em
Ehhbody can't be what we be on
No that's not the shit that we be on
Ehhbody can't be what we be on
Ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't be what we be on
Ehhbody can't be what we be on
Ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't be what we be on
Fly shit that's what we be on
High shit that's what we be on
Fly shit that's what we be on
High shit that's what we be on
When I be on
All of my people goin' be on
Coming to my home
Calling up my phone
Just like damn where he's gone?
I be outta town
Always on the move, never on the ground
Wasn't lookin' back then, now you lookin' now
Wasn't booked back then, I be booked now
I be T-K-styles spitting freestyles
Money the mission 'til my diamonds glisten
I love all my people that motivate me
Shout out my Ps, we goin' get some Ms
Forty it tucked with me right in the Benz
Shorty had left with me right with her friend
F*ck anybody that turn on they friends
Pile up the skrilla and do it again
You know Lil' Magyc is always goin' win
You know Lil' Magyc is always goin' win
Be on
Ehhbody can't be what we be on
Ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't be what we be on
Ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't be what we be on
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Come in this bitch with my shit on
Po me a fo' and I'm lean on
Off of this pill and I'm beam on
Smoking on dope with the demons
My chains they on me they bling on
Yo crew hella lame y'all some peons
My crew we be workin' and dream on
Swear I'm a put my whole team on
Me and my bruthas we up in this bitch and you know what we mutha f*cking be on
My life is so great and I'm getting so paid I and swear I be turning down threesomes
I'm smoking on gas, with all of this ice
In my mood I call it that freon
Come in the spot with dat heat on me
And I'm waking 'em up 'cause they sleep on me
Police say that they got a lead on me
Can't worry don't trip I done peeped homie
Don't get no ass
You a creep homie
Spitting some shit
You don't get homie
Chill with my shorty
She callin' me horny
Don't want the fame, just want the money
Since a youngin' Man, they call me T-Money
Be living it up but I'm still hungry
This shit ain't a game it ain't Jumanji
I'm up in yo girl I'm in her tummy
Them shottas they run up they on dummy
Come and they rob you for yo money
Ehhbody can't hang how we hang, Homie
Ehhbody can't bang how we bang, Homie
Ehhbody can't be what we be on
People'll stab you in back and then try to act like you really ain't see 'em
Ehhbody can't be what we be on
No that's not the shit that we be on
Ehhbody can't be what we be on
Ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't be what we be on
Ehhbody can't be what we be on
Ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't be what we be on
Fly shit that's what we be on
High shit that's what we be on
Fly shit that's what we be on
High shit that's what we be on
When I be on
All of my people goin' be on
Coming to my home
Calling up my phone
Just like damn where he's gone?
I be outta town
Always on the move, never on the ground
Wasn't lookin' back then, now you lookin' now
Wasn't booked back then, I be booked now
I be T-K-styles spitting freestyles
Money the mission 'til my diamonds glisten
I love all my people that motivate me
Shout out my Ps, we goin' get some Ms
Forty it tucked with me right in the Benz
Shorty had left with me right with her friend
F*ck anybody that turn on they friends
Pile up the skrilla and do it again
You know Lil' Magyc is always goin' win
You know Lil' Magyc is always goin' win
Be on
Ehhbody can't be what we be on
Ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't be what we be on
Ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't, ehhbody can't be what we be on
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Writer: T Magyc, Terry Keyes, Jr
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