Hunxho – Love In Magic City Lyrics

Love In Magic City

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"Love In Magic City." - Hunxho

Friday, 23 October 2026, 11:02 pm

Album: I Quit Rap

Track No: 10

Oh, no, no, no
I was looking for love
Was looking for love
In Magic City (Huh)
I was looking for love (I was looking for love)
Was looking for love
In Magic City
I had met you in Atlanta
I told you you my type and you had told me you a Cancer (Cancer, Cancer, yeah, yeah)
Get your number and I hit you, would your answer?
But, look
I ain't never made love with a dancer
I ain't never made love, oh (Made love)
I ain't never made love (Fell in love with a dancer)
I ain't never made love (Fell in love with a dancer)
Forever made love (Fell in love with a dancer)
You my type of yella
Your chain white and yellow (Oh)
I bought your car white, vanilla (White, vanilla)
All of my ex-hoes dementia (Hoes dementia)
We fuck, you ain't gotta bite the pillow (Bite that pillow)
You know I ain't got no neighbors (Got no neighbors)
I know you a dancer (Dancer)
We fuck now and I come see you later (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She cold like Minnesota (Yeah)
I'm in love with a dancer (Yeah)
Bust soon I bend her over (Yeah)
She way too much to handle (Yeah)
It ain't no getting bored with me (Yeah)
Take flights to Sinaloa (Yeah)
I let you meet my mama (Yeah)
I'm in love with a dancer, oh, oh, no (No, no, no, no)
I was looking for love
Was looking for love
In Magic City (Oh, no, no, no, oh, no, no, no)
I was looking for love (And I was looking for love)
Was looking for love (Oh, oh)
In Magic City (Oh, no)
I had met you in Atlanta
I told you you my type and you had told me you a Cancer (Oh, no, oh, no)
Get your number and I hit you, would your answer?
But, look
I ain't never made love with a dancer (Made love, made love)
I ain't never made love, oh
I ain't never made love (Fell in love with a dancer)
I ain't never made love (Fell in love with a dancer)
Forever made love (Fell in love with a dancer)
The best I had
If I ever left, my bad
Just tell me you got my back
Still in these streets, gotta watch my back
I like too many hoes beside me (Hoes beside me)
If I'm doing you wrong, I'm sorry (Wrong, I'm sorry)
I don't like when you buy me nothing (Yeah)
You been buying cologne in private (In private)
I go Chanel bag for the flee
Birk' bag, bag, bag, you finna eat (Yeah)
Anything you want, it's all on me (Yeah)
Anytime you want, it's all on me (Yeah)
Know you been constantly shopping (Yeah)
You know you head the fireist (Fireist)
How you blow me, dandelion (Dandelion)
I want you to dance, you trying
Woah, woah, woah
I was looking for love (Oh, no)
Was looking for love (I was looking for love)
In Magic City (Love, love, looking for love, yeah, I was looking for love, woah, woah)
I was looking for love (Oh, yeah)
Was looking for love (Oh, no)
In Magic City
And I had met you in Atlanta, you told me you a Cancer
Never made love with a dancer
Oh, no, oh, no
Oh, oh, oh, no

Writer(s): Ibrahim Dodo, Jahmal Gwin & Joe Thomas.

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