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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

1]
Mearle maire, club
Asorted flavours, in they
young minds, stacked by Nato's
With the right determination of a
Running 'cross the water with at his poncho
Face like a shoot when it's bussin' my 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 like drugs and they handed me things, they shoot it up
See me on the TV, the cuties they fuck
Both presidental and plus, hoop it up
Got more in his zip, who want enough
I can go in time, you be Judge 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 with Tito
But he clowned me and me that my money's free-doughs
Now the Enzo doors go up a Dilo
Reon, same song 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 nigga your eyes,
Just picture self just holdin' pies
Impliment a and and you'll surely rise
Just 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 picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late night
Shaking, boiling, lacing, bacon, shaking, shaping, gotta get cake right
As I it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now watch you take flight
...My nigga how does it
Ha ha! Yessur!

2]
Nigga you don't me
I'm part Howard Hues, horny, part holy
First trip on the ramp is the and rolly
one on my staff with a new pro-chromy
If they priest need the mention that been biten
But a force be the chocolate where critics are
He dresses insane where his 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 ain't about I want
Still thumbing through my life like a porn
one thing to say you did it
It's one thing to lie about your
It's one thing to say that you it
It's another for you fuckers to 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 buy yourself a Sattle
my sister Stacy when she lost her papa
I been there, stroke and nothing to trap-uh
John could do, when surrounded 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 with NERD with a pit full of
I guess you could say that we fly saucers
Zapping at niggas, classing and figure
The and class whippers
The mag ripper
Go 'head and say it (you a ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you don't me...