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BRIAN JAY lyrics : "How I do It"

You see Im the type of guy to never mind all the haters
They only mad cuz they know that I be the greatest
But I'm high in the clouds; yeah I'm really faded

And they don't play my songs, unless women are degraded?
Or I talk about drugs? Maybe pop a few slugs?
Nah $#&@ that, I aint even close to a thug

But I'll let a ^!$$% know
I'll repeat it if you slow
I don't need a gun,

Boy I kill you with my flow
So take a look below
Man why you always gotta blow me homie?

Judge a ^!$$% by his cover
you don't even know me homie
Yeah I get it poppin

Its either now or never
I'm like jay z in the ring,
Yeah I roc a fella

Knock his head off
Then I steal his own berretta
Potato head $$#

Trynna pull yourself together
My flow is so impeccable
My lyrics are incredible

My money so exceptional
My girls are always flexible
Ha, Im a self made celebrity

My father was a dj
Music passed through heredity
This game is nothing but a pot full of levity

But I got the recipe
My gift is so heavenly
Funny thing

Is some rappers say I'm wack
First off get your mouth off my sack
Wait, Are you mad cuz your girl like my raps?

You don't why? Cuz I got it like that
Man you wastin yo time
Focused on me while I'm steady getting mine

I don't understand
Im trying to debate it
I'm trynna figure out why the hell I feel so hated


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