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How Does It

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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

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

My nigga your eyes,
Just picture you're self just pies
Impliment a plan and and you'll rise
Just by the man that controls the skies
you see, I know that shit's so ill
Better yet, dawg, tell me how you feel
...How you dawg?

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

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

Nigga you know me...