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Yeah
Hm, hm-hm
That shit shall feel good
Hey players, this Peaches
Comin' back at ya one mo' game
Wit' a big wet set
Break out ya black love
And yo' Boon's Farm
As I send it out one mo' time
For East Point, College Park
Decatur, and the S.W.A.T.S.
We got that Southernplayalisticadillac funky muzik
For yo' trunk
And it's fat like hambone
And tight like gnatt booty
So let me take you deep, straight to the point
'Cause it ain't nuthin' but king shit
All day, erryday
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