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'Cause nobody baby in the corner I'm only trying to ya 'Cause that get's mad And get's to throwing a He'll f***ing on ya
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'Cause nobody baby in the corner I'm only trying to ya 'Cause that get's mad And get's to a tantrum f***ing flip on ya
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