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How Does It

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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

1]
Mearle maire, club
Asorted flavours, in solatos
young minds, stacked by Nato's
With the determination of a patho
'cross the water with bricks at his poncho
Face like a shoot when it's bussin' my glock
Vanity stings, 'til I die when the holy hands me my wings
I was young yo the teacher gave me stanity dreams
Giving me music like and they handed me things, they shoot it up
See me on the TV, the cuties they wanna
Both presidental and plus, they it up
Got more hits in his zip, who enough
I can go back in time, you be Judge
With my men and ?? I you thinkin' Neato
Givin' peace to minutes, something like your
But it's 3 hundred thousand more with no
Take it in the rain, I used to live with
But he me and told me that my money's free-doughs
Now the Enzo doors go up a Dilo
Reon, same song some 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 close eyes,
Just picture you're just holdin' pies
Impliment a plan and and you'll rise
Just promised by the man that the skies
Don't you see, I that shit's so ill
Better yet, dawg, tell me how you feel
...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 right
As I serve it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now watch you take
...My nigga how 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 staff a new pro-chromy
If they priest need the mention that I've been
But a be the chocolate where critics are written
He dresses insane where his admire
Ask anyone Vouge and Esquire And Vanity Fair you like can of the year
But you should guess who's in insanity
Now it ain't about what I
Still thumbing through my 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 faces that's off of our
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted me at my house, I got space like NASA
And it'll make me happy buy a Sattle
Unlike my sister Stacy she lost her papa
I been there, gettin and nothing to trap-uh
could do, when surrounded with true
A man dies, born, as far as Peru
It's a simple proof between us and
We hop in the air, and don't care it costs us
Now I'm with NERD with a pit of Martians
I you could say that we fly like saucers
Zapping at niggas, classing and figure
The cash and class
The mag ripper
Go 'head and say it (you a ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you don't me...