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How It Feel?

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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

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

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

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

2]
Nigga you know me
I'm part Hues, part horny, part holy
trip on the ramp is the rock and rolly
Keep one on my staff a new pro-chromy
If they priest need the mention that I've been
But a force be the 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 chair
Now it about what I want
Still thumbing my life like a drug-star porn
It's one to say you did it
It's one thing to lie your didgits
It's one thing to say you live it
It's another for you to admit it
But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest faces off of our nature
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got space like
And it'll make me happy buy a Sattle
Unlike my Stacy when she lost her papa
I been there, gettin stroke and to trap-uh
John do, when surrounded with true
A man dies, baby born, as far as
a simple proof between us and imposters
We hop in the air, and don't care it costs us
Now I'm with NERD with a pit of Martians
I guess you could say that we fly like
Zapping at niggas, with classing and
The and class whippers
The thrashing mag
Go 'head and say it (you a ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you don't me...