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| Because I had sex with your mother. | |
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| All right stop collaborate and listen, Ice is back with my brand new invention, Something grabs a hold of me tightly, Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly. | |
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| f#*k you Vanilla. | |
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| Word to your mother. | |
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