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How Does It

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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

1]
Mearle maire, muchacho
flavours, in they solatos
Inspire minds, stacked by Nato's
the right determination of a patho
Running 'cross the water bricks at his poncho
Face like a shoot it's 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, shoot it up
See me on the TV, the cuties they wanna
presidental and plus, they hoop 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, like your T-Vo
But 3 hundred thousand more with no remote
Take it in the rain, I used to with Tito
But he clowned me and me that my money's free-doughs
Now the doors go up like a Dilo
Reon, song some from my man Nigo
SLR, the doors go up it's like a fresh elle jar
we boss, he shall not get hot, he too frost
Yessur...

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

We picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late night
Shaking, boiling, lacing, bake it, shaping, shaving, get this cake right
As I serve it, you 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 Howard Hues, part horny, part holy
trip on the ramp is the rock and rolly
Keep one on my staff with a new
If they priest need the mention that I've been
But a be the chocolate where critics are written
He dresses insane where his music
Ask from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity Fair you like can of the year
But you should 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
another for you fuckers to admit it
But I admit I got all paper plus the prettiest faces that's off of our nature
I drive a Casper, me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got space like NASA
And it'll make me happy buy yourself a
Unlike my Stacy when she lost her papa
I been there, gettin stroke and nothing to
John could do, when surrounded with
A man dies, born, as far as Peru
It's a simple proof us and imposters
We hop in the air, and don't care it costs us
Now I'm with with a pit full of Martians
I you could say that we fly like saucers
Zapping at niggas, with and figure
The and class whippers
The thrashing mag
Go 'head and say it (you a ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you know me...