Acura Commercial Song is called ‘MAGIC’ performed by American Rapper and singer ‘Vince Staples’, US rapper ‘Ft. Mustard’.
This version of the song was first released in 2022 on the ‘Ramona Park Broke my Heart’ album.
The song was adapted by Japanese car manufacturer ‘Acura’ as a backing track for an advertisement to promote their latest car Next Gen Integra X.
- Music: MAGIC – Mustard and Vince Staples
- Company Founded: 27 March 1986
- Founders: Honda Motor Company, Soichiro Honda
- Headquarters: Minato City, Tokyo
- Country: Japan
- Language: Japanese
Acura Commercial Lyrics
Feeling like I’m floating to the ceiling is it magic
Baby tell me why you disappearin this is magic
I won’t ever tell em how I did it it was magic
Can you imagine
Feeling like I’m floating to the ceiling is it magic
Can you imagine
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Original Full Song Lyrics
Feeling like I’m floating to the ceiling is it magic
Baby tell me why you disappearin this is magic
I won’t ever tell em how I did it it was magic
Can you imagine
Money in the mattress love the way I stack it
I can make it rain blue hundreds can you catch it
If somebody come through bluffin I’ma blast ’em
And tell the police I don’t know what happened
If I gave a fuck about a citch huh I’d always be broke always be broke
I’d never get to pull up in a Benz with my locs nah
Growin up we was poor so we hopped off that porch so we hopped off the
With a gun tryna blow, tryna kick down your door tryna kick down your
But that’s old news spreading love now spreading love
Sick of police lights sick of gun sounds on the hood
Niggas bread ain’t up so they come foul on the hood
But it’s handshakes hugs when I come round yeah
Wow funny style hate to see a nigga smilin yeah
Hundred miles and runnin through the public housin yeah yeah
Movin mountains fuck who I was stumpin down with uh huh
Gunnin down shit sittin in the back of Crown Vics
So janky Norf gang
Know them niggas down the street still hate me I know you hate me
Hope lil baby know that she can’t play me yeah yeah
Dumb ho love cost but the game free dumb ho stupid
Feeling like I’m floating to the ceiling, is it magic
Baby tell me why you disappearin this is magic
I won’t ever tell em how I did it it was magic Norf
Can you imagine
Money in the mattress love the way I stack it
I can make it rain blue hundreds can you catch it Huh
If somebody come through bluffin I’ma blast em yeah damn
And tell the police I don’t know what happened yeah
Crip and blood shit Northside
That’s the only thing I ever been in love with it Northside
So I hope he know we never goin public no love
Hands full so I can’t hold grudges nah run it up
I be thuggin jumpin out the backseat bustin run it up air it out
Everybody we be beefin with be sayin that they bleedin shit on the hood
But see us and they don’t do nothin yeah yeah air em out
Ah put it on the dead locs dead homies
They know I been bout it bout it since the get go dead homies
If I hit the corner quick and better get low dead homies
You ain’t with it nigga, what you from the set for
Uh I just wanna be successful yeah yeah
You won’t never ever see me with my head low uh uh
Momma met my daddy then they had me in the ghetto in the hood
Handed me a 38 and told me I was special Norf yes I am
Feeling like I’m floating to the ceiling is it magic Yeah
Baby tell me why you disappearin, this is magic (yeah)
I won’t ever tell em how I did it it was magic
Can you imagine
Money in the mattress love the way I stack it
I can make it rain blue hundreds can you catch it Huh
If somebody come through bluffin I’ma blast em yeah bam
And tell the police I don’t know what happened
Feeling like I’m floating to the ceiling is it magic
Baby tell me why you disappearin this is magic
I won’t ever tell em how I did it it was magic
Can you imagine
Money in the mattress love the way I stack it
I can make it rain blue hundreds can you catch it
If somebody come through bluffin I’ma blast em
And tell the police I don’t know what happened
See when you come from nothing
Make it into something I call that luck
But when you come from where we come from I call that magic
And when you get two niggas from different sides of the city
To do something like this I guess you could call that magic
Getting off of Section 8 welfare
Now it’s Rolls Royces private jets that’s magic
Let me know what’s magic to you yeah
