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How Does It

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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

1]
Mearle maire, muchacho
flavours, in they solatos
Inspire minds, stacked by Nato's
the right determination of a patho
Running 'cross the water bricks at his poncho
Face like a shoot it's bussin' my glock hold
stings, 'til I die when the holy father hands me my wings
When I was young yo the gave me stanity dreams
Giving me music like drugs and handed me things, they shoot it up
See me on the TV, the cuties wanna fuck
Both presidental and plus, they it up
Got more in his zip, who want enough
I can go back in time, you be Judge
With my men and ?? I know you thinkin'
Givin' peace to minutes, like your T-Vo
But 3 hundred thousand more with no remote
Take it in the rain, I used to live with
But he me and told me that my money's free-doughs
Now the Enzo go up like a Dilo
Reon, song some from my man Nigo
SLR, when the go up it's like a fresh elle jar
we boss, he shall not get hot, he too frost
Yessur...

My close your eyes,
Just picture you're self holdin' pies
a plan and and you'll surely rise
Just promised by the man that controls the
Don't you see, I that shit's so ill
Better yet, dawg, tell me how you feel
...How you feel

We just picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late
Shaking, boiling, lacing, bake it, shaping, shaving, get this cake right
As I serve it, you burn it, breathe it, learn it, now watch you take flight
...My how does it feel?
Ha ha! Yessur!

2]
Nigga you don't me
I'm part Howard Hues, part horny, part
First trip on the ramp is the rock and
Keep one on my staff a new pro-chromy
If they need the mention that I've been biten
But a force be the chocolate where critics are
He dresses where his music admire
Ask anyone from Vouge and Esquire And Fair you like can of the year
But you guess who's in insanity chair
Now it about what I want
Still through my life like a drug-star porn
one thing to say you did it
It's one to lie about your didgits
It's one thing to say you live it
It's another for you fuckers to it
But I admit I got all paper plus the prettiest faces that's off of our nature
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, meet me at my house, I got space like NASA
And it'll me happy buy yourself a Sattle
Unlike my Stacy when she lost her papa
I been there, gettin stroke and nothing to
John do, when surrounded with true
A man dies, born, as far as Peru
It's a simple proof us and imposters
We hop in the air, and don't care it costs us
Now I'm with NERD a pit full of Martians
I guess you could say that we fly like
Zapping at niggas, classing and figure
The cash and whippers
The thrashing mag
Go 'head and say it (you a ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you don't me...