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THEN THEY TRY TO WALK WITH A STRUT SO NO ONE COULD TELL HOW A NIGGA GOT IN THEY BUTT, MADE EVERYTHING JAIL NOW THE TICKLE WILD LIKE A NUT, SHE BLOWIN MY CELL Come on CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF THE KID I PUT HER UNDER MY SPELL Get low Bus! I DON'T REALLY FUCK WITH YOU NIGGAS YOU NIGGAS IS CLOWN MAKIN THE BITCHES STRIPPIN THROW THEY SHIT ON THE GROUND Get low Bus!

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