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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

1]
Mearle maire, muchacho
Asorted flavours, in solatos
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 glock
Vanity stings, 'til I die when the holy father hands me my
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 wanna fuck
presidental and plus, they hoop it up
Got more hits in his zip, who enough
I can go in time, you be Judge Eato
With my men and ?? I you thinkin' Neato
peace to minutes, something like your T-Vo
But 3 hundred thousand more with no remote
Take it in the rain, I used to live with
But he clowned me and me that my money's free-doughs
Now the Enzo go up like a Dilo
Reon, same some from my man Nigo
SLR, when the doors go up like a fresh elle jar
Nigga we boss, he shall not get hot, he too
Yessur...

My close your eyes,
Just picture you're self just holdin'
Impliment a plan and and you'll rise
Just promised by the man controls the skies
Don't you see, I know that so ill
yet, dawg, just tell me how you feel
...How you dawg?

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

2]
Nigga you know me
I'm part Howard Hues, part horny, part
First on the ramp is the rock and rolly
one on my staff with a new pro-chromy
If they priest the mention that I've been biten
But a be the chocolate where critics are written
He dresses insane where his admire
Ask anyone from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity you like can of the year
But you should who's in insanity chair
Now it ain't about what I
Still thumbing my life like a drug-star porn
It's one to say you did it
one thing to lie about your didgits
It's one to say that you live it
It's for you fuckers to admit it
But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest faces off of our nature
I a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got space like NASA
And it'll make me buy yourself a Sattle
Unlike my sister when she lost her papa
I there, gettin stroke and nothing to trap-uh
John could do, when surrounded 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 a pit full of Martians
I guess you could say 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 don't me...