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How many
How Many
How many
How Many
How Many
How many people lost their lives
How many people gotta go
How many how many
How many mothers gotta cry

Man at the top
How many girls do you gotta have before you happy
How many drinks you gotta drink before you drunk
How many money do you need before

one but he can't keep up
Slipping away every time they filling up your cups
The drinks keep pouring the whole bar roaring
At this rate wonder how you

How Many (MONEY BOY)
Many (MONEY BOY) Yah
Duc3 yea Duc3Duc3
Yah
How many drinks will it take to bag a Bad bitch
How many checks will it take to Make

the secrets he know all of this
Baby I'm cooler than them other bitches see you caught the drift
I like do you by miguel he prefer how many drinks
Me I'm more

ladies (on my radar X3)
How many killers (on my radar X3)

Verse 2
They didn't know I came from the dead
They just pretending to know by my name
They got

Written by: James Ray, Miguel Cordova

Drinks they lead to that sex
Let me see your thong
Come and get undress (when daddy)
Now (right here) yeah

On the one-six-eight
All the fans adoring
He's rolling work
On Kronenburg
Fostering the will to live
A man of health drinks San Miguel
His drink disguises his demise

and shout as the flames of hell go out
Have a drink of water, everlastin' livin' water

Well, there now are many thirstin' in this modern century
Whose thirst

Really grinds my gears
How a certain type of beverage
Could be enjoyed by all my peers

Lacroix, Lacroix
Is the worst drink of all time
If you drink

I drink on the drank by the pint
I pour up the drank by the fifth
I smoke on the smoke by the pound
I roll up a leaf and get lit
I drink on the drank

music can’t heat up to get off the shelf 
How many drinks would it take to admit it yourself 
Your talent ain’t a sure thing nigga ask Miguel
This is rap

I trust)
I been fucked by so many damn managers
While they push me out front of these cameras (managers, cameras)
All this music I done gave

tap my Henny bottle before I drink away the pain

Paul had just came home from a light stretch
Swear to God one of the coolest niggas you never met
How

tip me if you can afford it
And all that's part of how I'll remember Cardiff

Green Shit and the rock and roll bands at the Womanby street
Miguel's

Tell em, tell em, tell em
How many mistakes I make everyday
How many heartaches I make everyday
How many kids can I make any day
How many shits can I

ARTHUR:  Well, I AM king...
DENNIS:  Oh king, eh, very nice.  An' how'd you get that, eh?  By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

the excuse of 'National Security'
By the lying shits who were interested only in saving their political skins.
It didn't matter a fuck to them how many died

game, I tore my ACL
I said that I need a sure thing, she said, "Okay, Miguel"
How many millions did I make this year? Maybe twelve
All I need's

to see
Just how many people would say "Yes" to Day
Nobody, fam, nobody, fam
That's why I'm ahead to day
No, no body fam, that's why I'm a head today
No,

I'm on the road

Nigga, this how I gets by, I gets by, nigga This how I gets by, I gets by, nigga
I light my trees, I sip my drink and then I'm

still playing with these wolves 

Flocking with the sheep is for fools
How many times do the loudest turn out to be
How many times do the proudest  turn

intoxicated for me to take the high road
Since the Whiskey came, I done lost my way
Lost myself in a drink

I got wasted 'cause I didn't wanna deal with myself

On the skin of the earth
And how you survive free of care
Is a mystery

Drink your cocktail
You move all your pieces around
Influence gained
We open wide and we