| Woo, woo, yeah
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| Alright, here we go
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Money on my mind, so I’m too paid
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| Real all the time, never Kool-Aid
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| Sippin' on D’usse, sike
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| Came a long way from G’burg
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| Puttin' in work like Ferg
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| New York, to L.A., Hawaii and Japan
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| I’m the motherfuckin' man, 'least I’m feelin' like I am
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| Got the whole wide world in the palm of my hand
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| But don’t give a goddamn, I’m Sam, I am
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| What that even mean? |
| I don’t know what you talkin' 'bout
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| Why nowadays everybody got a palm out?
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| PLP, yeah that be me, and that be what I rhyme 'bout
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| I have arrived, all you rappers are in timeout
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| RattPack, where you at? |
| (everywhere worldwide)
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| I know you been waitin' for this world to collide
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| B. O. double B. Y., H. A. L. L., and Folarin
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| 'Bout to take it back like Doc and Marty inside the DeLorean
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| I am no historian, but here to make my predecessors proud
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| All you bitch niggas not allowed?
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| I put it on everything, I really want a cop out
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| But I did good for a drop out
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| Hop out the coupe, chicken heads go crazy
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| Gotta sound swag when the flow get lazy
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| What up? |
| What good? |
| Where you at? |
| What you been on?
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| Anybody steppin' to me, I promise they get shit on
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| Better hop up on the train 'fore you miss the chance to.
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| Hop up on the. |
| hop up on the train 'fore you miss the chance to get on
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| Mixtape Bobby, that’s the type of shit I spit on
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| Whew!
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| And it’s on now
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| Everybody know that it’s on now (I'll be damned)
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| Get in the zone now, (ooh, no, no, no)
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| (I'll be damned)
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| I said it’s on now
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| Everybody know that it’s on now (I'll be damned)
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| Get in the zone now (ooh, no, no, no)
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| Everybody alive, everybody alive
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| Everybody listening to this right now alive
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| Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe
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| Come on now, come on now
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| Come on now, you gotta survive
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| Everybody alive, everybody alive
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| Everybody that’s listening to this feeling alive
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| Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe
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| Come on now, come on now
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| Come on now, you gotta survive
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| I said you gotta survive
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| Gotta survive, gotta survive
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| Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive
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| Gotta survive, gotta survive
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| Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive
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| Smooth criminal, Mike Jack
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| Throw a subliminal, put your women in black dress
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| They was in Timberlands, I was reppin' them Nike boots
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| Remember them nights that momma couldn’t come right back
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| I’m on the path right now, put the plight on the mic
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| If I write mine down, I incite my crowd
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| I put Solbiato down (old time, old time)
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| Used to go to Mark Twain, Mo County co-signed me
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| Got many flows that any ho would vouch for
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| I Got many foes 'cause many hoes be out for
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| Had the Penny Foams, remember those was copper
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| Had so many homies talkin' 'bout, «how you got those?»
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| I’m Phil Knight in real life, I’m real Nike
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| Flight club in my house, they not like me
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| More than likely they ain’t got the heart to fight me
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| It’s a lie, somebody seein' me needs some Visine, yeah
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| Let me let it breathe, Saint Laurent level, worry never worry me
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| I’m well aware they be wilding when they talkin' me
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| They’re bitches in the ballot whenever I be on the scene, oh
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| Hammers in the Uber, I be limousine though
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| Diamonds lookin' fluke but I got the same glow
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| And I got a juice back around the way though
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| My chain like a penguin’s, Pellegrino
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| We cold, we cold
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| Used to be in Lake Forrest with the Kobe fro
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| Eddie Bauer coat, Foams, and a load of dope
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| Boat load of white hoes I sold it to nigga
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| I was tryna survive, tryna survive
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| I was tryna survive, yeah, yeah
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| I was tryna provide, I was tryna survive
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| I put 'em down every time
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| I got some niggas alive, I got some niggas that not
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| Pour a little of brown liquor and look in the sky
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| Been the talk of the town, nigga, Virginia, Maryland
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| Did it all for the capital, hope you haven’t forgot
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| Hoes love me a lot, niggas hate me a lil
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| Anybody can hear me for real give me their props
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| Hookin' up with a couple models, nobody’s gon' try to play us
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| The motto is get your paper and make you a lot
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| Pulling up with Young Sinatra, I’m looking like Sammy Davis
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| The MGM or the Vegas to shake up the rocks
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| And the Stadium poppin', the Palladium poppin' |
| It’s a fifty a place nigga, she thinkin' about it
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| I’ll be damned
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| And it’s on now
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| Everybody know that it’s on now (I'll be damned)
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| Get in the zone now, (ooh…)
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| (I'll be damned)
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| I said it’s on now
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| Everybody know that it’s on now (I'll be damned)
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| Get in the zone now
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| Everybody alive, everybody alive
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| Everybody that’s listening to this feeling alive
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| Coming off of the vibe, coming off of the vibe
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| Come on now, come on now
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| Come on now, you gotta survive
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| Everybody alive, everybody alive
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| Everybody that’s listening to this feeling alive
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| Coming off of the vibe, coming off of the vibe
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| Come on now, come on now
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| Come on now, you gotta survive
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| I said you gotta survive
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| Gotta survive, gotta survive
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| I said you gotta survive
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| Gotta survive, gotta survive
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| I said you gotta survive
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| Goddammit, I’m back at it
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| Never had a breath like an asthmatic, I done had it
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| Feel this shit, I’m an addict, back in Maryland livin' in the attic
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| Flowin' erratic, bringin' the static, bustin' like an automatic
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| I’m badder than the baddest and madder than the maddest
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| My flow the fattest, hotter than the desert in Nevada
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| And in the end fuck all of the chitter and chatter, none of it matter
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| Pull the trigger and listen to the pitter and patter, let 'em shatter
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| 'Cause I’m rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill it
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| The Ripper, he callin' and we’ll go and he’ll flow and you know
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| He pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it, stoppin' it, rockin' it,
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| talkin' it, walkin' it, flippin' it, rippin' it
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| No, no, no, no, no!
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| Goddammit, I’m back at it
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| Never had a breath like an asthmatic, I done had it
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| Feel this shit, I’m an addict, back in Maryland livin' in the attic
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| Flowin' erratic, bringin' the static, bustin' like an automatic
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| I’m badder than the baddest and madder than the maddest
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| My flow the fattest, hotter than the desert in Nevada
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| And in the end fuck all of the chitter and chatter, none of it matter
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| Pull the trigger and listen to the pitter and patter, let 'em shatter
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| 'Cause I’m rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill it
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| The Ripper, he callin' and we’ll go and he’ll flow and you know
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| He pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it, stoppin' it, rockin' it,
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| talkin' it, walkin' it, flippin' it, rippin' it, no motherfuckin' scribble
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| I’m rippin' and livin', strivin' to kill em'
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| The Ripper, he callin', we’ll go and he’ll flow
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| Listen, rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill em'
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| Alright, we gon' do this one more time
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| I’m rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill em'
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| The Ripper, he callin' and we’ll go and he’ll flow
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| And you know he pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it, stoppin' it,
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| rockin' it, talkin' it, walkin' it, flippin' it, rippin' it, no motherfuckin'
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| scribble
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| Oh no, no no no!
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| This what we gon' do right now. |
| I’ma test my syllalbe ability. |
| You know what
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| I’m sayin'. |
| I like to call this shit my syllablability. |
| I’ve been sippin' on
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| this tequila right now. |
| This one of the last songs we recorded for this
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| motherfucker so I’ma go off on y’all right now. |
| We gon' do this shit in one
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| breath, alright? |
| This ain’t no bullshit. |
| This ain’t nah, nah, nah, nah.
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| This ain’t no editin'. |
| We gon' do it like this. |
| Are y’all ready?
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| (Yeah) No, no, no, no. |
| Are y’all ready? |
| (Yeah!)
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| I’m rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill em'; |
| The ripper he callin' and
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| we’ll go and he’ll flow and you know he pursuin' and doin' and movin' and
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| groovin' and stoppin' and rockin' it talkin' it walkin' it flippin' it rip it
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| like the motherfuckers scribbled it and I’m ready to go when I buy it then
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| break it then roll it then lick it and smoke it and choke on it later, yeah
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| Slicin' emcees like Darth Vader
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| Decapitate a hater the second I spit it
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| Say hell yeah
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| Hell yeah!
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| Say hell yeah
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| Hell yeah!
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| Say hell yeah
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| Hell yeah!
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| Say hell yeah
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| Hell yeah!
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| Say hell yeah |