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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
Inspire young minds, stacked by
the right determination of a patho
Running 'cross the water with at his poncho
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 gave me stanity dreams
Giving me music like drugs and they me things, they shoot it up
See me on the TV, the cuties they wanna
presidental and plus, they hoop it up
Got hits in his zip, who want enough
I can go in time, you be Judge Eato
With my men and ?? I know you thinkin'
Givin' peace to minutes, something your T-Vo
But it's 3 thousand more with no remote
Take it in the rain, I used to with Tito
But he me and told 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
a plan and and you'll surely rise
Just promised by the man controls the skies
Don't you see, I that shit's so ill
Better yet, dawg, just me how you feel
...How you dawg?

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

2]
Nigga you know me
I'm Howard Hues, part horny, part holy
First trip on the ramp is the rock and
Keep one on my staff a new pro-chromy
If they need the mention that I've been biten
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 who's in insanity chair
Now it about what I want
Still thumbing through my life a drug-star porn
one thing to say you did it
It's one thing to lie your didgits
It's one thing to say you live it
It's another for you to admit it
But I admit I got all this paper the prettiest 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 happy buy yourself a
Unlike my Stacy when she lost her papa
I been there, gettin and nothing to trap-uh
John do, when surrounded with true
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 NERD with a pit full of Martians
I guess you could say 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 know me...