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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 right determination of a
Running 'cross the water with bricks at his
Face like a shoot when bussin' my glock hold
Vanity stings, 'til I die when the holy father hands me my
When I was young yo the teacher me stanity dreams
Giving me music like drugs and they me things, they shoot it up
See me on the TV, the cuties they fuck
Both presidental and plus, they it up
Got more hits in his zip, who want
I can go in time, you be Judge Eato
With my men and ?? I you thinkin' Neato
Givin' peace to minutes, something your T-Vo
But it's 3 hundred thousand with no remote
Take it in the rain, I to live with Tito
But he clowned me and told me that my free-doughs
Now the Enzo doors go up a Dilo
Reon, same song from my man Nigo
SLR, the doors go up it's like a fresh elle jar
Nigga we boss, he shall not get hot, he too
Yessur...

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

We just picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the night
Shaking, boiling, lacing, bacon, shaking, shaping, 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 Howard Hues, part horny, part
trip on the ramp is the rock and rolly
Keep one on my with a new pro-chromy
If they priest the mention that I've been biten
But a force be the chocolate where are written
He dresses where his music admire
Ask from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity Fair you like can of the year
But you should guess in insanity chair
Now it about what I want
Still thumbing my life like a drug-star porn
one thing to say you did it
It's one thing to lie about didgits
It's one thing to say you live it
another for you fuckers to admit it
But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest faces that's off of our
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, meet me at my house, I got space like NASA
And it'll make me happy buy yourself a
my sister Stacy when she lost her papa
I there, gettin stroke and nothing to trap-uh
John could do, surrounded with true
A man dies, born, as far as Peru
a simple proof between us and imposters
We hop in the air, and care what it costs us
Now I'm NERD with a pit full of Martians
I guess you say that we fly like saucers
Zapping at niggas, classing and figure
The cash and class
The thrashing mag
Go and say it (you a rappin' ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you don't me...