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Intro: Astrid Hey y'all motherfuckers out there, whassup? You know your They droppin' some new shit; and ain't about all that bullshit y'all been hearin
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Ghetto bass, Ghetto bass What's up, party people, we're back again Bringin' you the message from some of our friends They're the funkiest crew from
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