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Mm, mm, mm, mm (it's gettin' crowded out here, but it really ain't)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
You young and thuggin', let your mama know type shit you fuck with (amen, we lit)
Hopefully you don't got no smoke, and you just want some money (just want some money, woah)
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