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Oh
my
God,
it's
DADDY
TAM
Show
me
the
bastard
Wen
dey
make
you
dey
para
Roll
up
my
rizla
Follow
me
go
Santa
Monica,
ah
ah
Show
me
the
bastard
Wen
dey
make
you
dey
para
Roll
up
my
rizla
Follow
me
go
Santa
Monica
Me
I
no
go
ever
leave
your
side
Got
a
couple
dates
in
mind
If
them
say
me
I
cheat,
na
lie
Show
me
the
prove
make
I
sympathize
Me
I
no
go
ever
leave
your
side
Got
a
couple
dates
in
mind
If
them
say
me
I
cheat
na,
lie
Show
me
the
prove
make
I
sympathize
I
don't
want
your
apology,
e
ye
ye
ye
Turn
my
pain
into
melody,
ou
oh
oh
oh
So
one
day
e
go
make
money,
e
ye
ye
ye
One
day
e
go
make
money
oh,
say
e
go
make
money
I
don't
want
your
apology,
e
ye
ye
ye
Turn
my
pain
into
melody,
ou
oh
oh
oh
So
one
day
e
go
make
money,
e
ye
ye
ye
One
day
e
go
make
money
oh,
say
e
go
make
money
No
go
believe
wetin
you
hear
for
street
Many
of
them
wan
reduce
my
steeze
Girl
I
know
that
you're
better
than
this
No
go
lose
guard
no
go
disappoint
me
No
go
believe
wetin
you
hear
for
street
Many
of
them
wan
reduce
my
steeze
Girl
I
know
that
you're
better
than
this
No
go
lose
guard
no
go
disappoint
me
Me
I
no
go
ever
leave
your
side
Got
a
couple
dates
in
mind
If
them
say
me
I
cheat,
na
lie
Show
me
the
prove
make
I
sympathize
Me
I
no
go
ever
leave
your
side
Got
a
couple
dates
in
mind
If
them
say
me
I
cheat
na,
lie
Show
me
the
prove
make
I
sympathize
I
don't
want
your
apology,
e
ye
ye
ye
Turn
my
pain
into
melody,
ou
oh
oh
oh
So
one
day
e
go
make
money,
e
ye
ye
ye
One
day
e
go
make
money
oh,
say
e
go
make
money
I
don't
want
your
apology,
e
ye
ye
ye
Turn
my
pain
into
melody,
ou
oh
oh
oh
So
one
day
e
go
make
money,
e
ye
ye
ye
One
day
e
go
make
money
oh,
say
e
go
make
money
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