[radio is DJ Sayyyy WHAT?! on this motherfucker Comin at you live on Radio from the Brick City The weather is callin for it to be than a MOTHERFUCKER out there So crack a brew, roll a blunt, cause the phone lines are right now expanded to cities like Atlanta, D.C., Tampa, Chicago Dallas, Memphis, and L.A. So in now, 1-800-High-as-a-Motherfucker 1-800-,High-as-a-MOTHERFUCKER!!
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