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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, by Nato's
With the determination of a patho
'cross 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 father hands me my
When I was young yo the gave me stanity dreams
Giving me music like and they 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 hits in his zip, who want
I can go back in time, you be Eato
With my men and ?? I know you Neato
peace 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 some from my man Nigo
SLR, when the doors go up it's like a elle jar
Nigga we boss, he shall not get hot, he too
Yessur...

My close your eyes,
Just you're self just holdin' pies
Impliment a plan and and you'll rise
Just promised by the man that 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 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, breathe it, 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 and rolly
Keep one on my staff a new pro-chromy
If they need the mention that I've been biten
But a force be the where critics are written
He dresses insane where his admire
Ask anyone from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity Fair you can of the year
But you should guess who's in chair
Now it ain't about what I
Still through my life like a drug-star porn
It's one to say you did it
It's one thing to lie about your
one thing to say that you live it
It's for you fuckers to admit it
But I admit I got all this paper plus the faces that's off of our nature
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got like NASA
And it'll make me happy buy a Sattle
my sister Stacy when she lost her papa
I been there, gettin stroke and nothing to
could do, when surrounded with true
A man dies, born, as far as Peru
It's a simple between us and imposters
We hop in the air, and don't what it costs us
Now I'm with NERD with a pit full of
I you could say that we fly like saucers
at niggas, with classing and figure
The cash and class
The thrashing mag
Go and say it (you a rappin' ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you know me...