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Wooo wooo! [in
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 determination of a patho
Running 'cross the water with bricks at his
Face like a shoot when bussin' my glock hold
Vanity stings, 'til I die the holy father hands me my wings
When I was young yo the teacher gave me dreams
Giving me music like drugs and they handed me things, they it up
See me on the TV, the they wanna fuck
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 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 money's
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 just holdin' pies
Impliment a plan and and surely rise
Just promised by the man controls the skies
Don't you see, I know that so ill
Better yet, dawg, just tell me how you
...How you dawg?

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

2]
Nigga you know me
I'm part Howard Hues, horny, part holy
First trip on the ramp is the rock and
one on my staff with 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 Vanity Fair you can of the year
But you guess who's 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 to lie about your didgits
It's one thing to say that you it
It's another for you to admit it
But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest that's off of our nature
I a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got space like NASA
And make me happy buy yourself a Sattle
Unlike my sister Stacy when she her papa
I been there, gettin and nothing to trap-uh
John do, when surrounded with true
A man dies, baby born, as far as
It's a simple proof us and imposters
We hop in the air, and don't care it costs us
Now I'm NERD with a pit full of Martians
I guess you could say that we fly 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...