right, thats all it is right
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two eight days in the mother fucking house
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you know you get fresh within the stomach without
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its like D.O.P.E and my name is Jay
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but you can call me super yeah 28 Days
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your fired up getting busy get your head pumping
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right in the fucking house and the crowd is like thumping
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melt a little wax and now that is a fact
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and you know I get fatter I don't ya think
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I would know that
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that's all it is right
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his name is Hep now be don't be so wacked
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he'll try to come on till his mad at his axe
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on his bass as he kicks it till he fucks up the mix
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triple the help with a funky bass richer
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or we got the fat part on drums and you know it
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if there's a cover up so that you know he will throw it
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if there's a hook up you know that he'll fold
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his a bottle with a fat axe I know he won't blow it
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right, that's all it is right
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were crew 2 8 D A Y S
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crew 2 8 D A Y S
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crew 2 8 D A Y S
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