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Its a friday night and the bass was The honeyz was rockin the was jumpin It wasnt for everybody knew (just blaze) on the B-box (Young Gunz) Travel wit the rock Before I hit the club hit the spot it goes 1, 2 ,3,and
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Its a night and the bass was bumpin The honeyz was the party was jumpin It wasnt long for knew (just blaze) on the B-box (Young Gunz) Travel wit the heat Before I hit the club hit the weed it goes 1, 2 ,3,and
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