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(MGK)
Okay, EST 4 LIFE, whoop
40 mother fuckin’ days, I hustled 40 nights
I got 40 deep behind me
Ain’t a mutha fucka nice
40 swishas 40 bitches
What’s a mutha fuckin wife

(DUBO)
Shut it down EST we shut it down
All them bitches know what’s up
EST we run it now
And if you think that I’m lyin’
Better go ask somebody
I’m just one out of a million, laced up tatted, ridin’ shotty

[Chorus]:

(MGK) Okay now all I know is this hustle
(DUBO) All I want is that cream

(MGK) If you ain’t ridin’ then fuck you
(DUBO) All I got’s my team
(MGK & DUBO) Screamin’ EST WTF EST WTF EST WTF EST WTF
(MGK) Okay I do it all for my city

(DUBO) All I know is these streets
(DUBO) Throw it up if you with me
(MGK) And until I rest in peace I’m screamin’

(MGK & DUBO) EST WTF EST WTF EST WTF EST WTF

[Verse 2]:

(MGK)
Okay, Okay I see they hide when we come round
Get the fuck down
I am from the city where they *bow* love that gun sound
I am from the city where they ride till the sun down
Where they die by this tattoo, I rep mine so what’s up now

(DUBO)
It’s that reckless generation
EST my nation
Muthafuck yo time we takin, you know Cleveland my location
Straight shots with no chasin’
Fuck em hard in they faces
They was sleepin’ on that shit I spit so I hawk spit in they faces
(MGK)

I can’t take it
Everybody better get in they places
Me and all of mine are lookin’ like gorillas, we fitted in all black
You would think we racist
Light it up like its Vegas
Shuttin’ down all that fake shit
Not a damn one of these hater’s show they faces, they like Craigslist

(DUBO)

DUBO
Must it let it be known

If you pullin up to my city you better holla “daddy I’m home”
Yeah, we hustle like no otha, no love for no sucka
19 double X is foreva

[Chorus]:

(MGK) Okay now all I know is this hustle
(DUBO) All I want is that cream

(MGK) If you ain’t ridin’ then fuck you
(DUBO) All I got’s my team
(MGK & DUBO) Screamin’ EST WTF EST WTF EST WTF EST WTF
(MGK) Okay I do it all for my city

(DUBO) All I know is these streets
(DUBO) Throw it up if you with me
(MGK) And until I rest in peace I’m screamin’

(MGK & DUBO) EST WTF EST WTF EST WTF EST WTF

Dj Xplosive:

These mutha fuckas don’t know what the fuck goin on

Its EST 4 Life know what I’m sayin

We gon ride together, get high together, and best believe we gone die together

I go by the name of DJ Xplosive and I’m stayin for this shit

Hey Kells, Dub-O, Slim Gz

Fuck these hatin ass n****s

They gone ride with us or they hide from us

Lemme know put them L’s up

LACE THE FUCK UP

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1 Hy For Dayz

February 4, 2013
by Kate
· Do I know you Lyrics

Hy For Dayz

Fuckin Foolie

Foolie Foolie

Foolies
[Chorus]:

Look
I be hy for dayz

I got kush on top of my haze

I rock rocksmith for my shades

I got a bitch that scream my name
And she always givin’ me neck

And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest, yes, CLE on deck
I be hy for dayz

I got kush on top of my haze
I rock rocksmith for my shades

I got a bitch that scream my name
And she always givin’ me neck

And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest, yes, EST on deck

[Verse 1]:
I Got a box of swisher sweets
I get a box every single week
My eyes so low, I ride solo
I tell that hoe come blow with a chief
Gotta blunt, bitch run it by me
If my pack could talk it’d say come and try me
Last year, I spent 25g’s
Tarzan, stay the fuck out my tree, yeah
EST my team, we go Wu Tang for that cream
A girl head full of oil n sheen cause I had her head by the zip of my jeans
I’m fly, take a look at my wings
Red ass eyes, need a sip of Visine
N**** no strap but the gun go bang
So do my pack, that wreck that train
And since we talkin’ bout train man your chick recognize my game
And do some shit that I can’t explain
It’s like an engine runnin’ her brain
She suck, she suck, like a dirtdevil fo sho
I let her break down all of my trees
She ask why the hell my purp yellow

[Chorus]:

Look
I be hy for dayz

I got kush on top of my haze

I rock rocksmith for my shades

I got a bitch that scream my name
And she always givin’ me neck

And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest, yes, CLE on deck
I be hy for dayz

I got kush on top of my haze
I rock rocksmith for my shades

I got a bitch that scream my name
And she always givin’ me neck

And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest, yes, EST on deck

[Verse 2]:
I got racks on top of racks
Take a hit now pass that back
No seed inside my sack
Better Bun B OG my pack
I got this pimp C in my cup
When I’m with chuck we be sippin’ that yack
Hoes wanna throw that back

Take two puffs

let her stroke my shaft
I’m so stoned but I never roll
I cook like I’m over the stove
I got them shit like a bottle of Rose
Me and my team we pop Clicquot
Yo girl wanna kiss my tat
But instead, let her suck my swag
And I came inside her life
And introduce that girl that pad
That pad that pad
Yep turn it down, this loud is loud
I bet them people lookin’ around
Woo that smellin’ like a pound
N**** no shame in my game
My kush got a crazy name
I got that bounce that trampoline
I’m so high, how do I maintain

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[Chorus]:

Look
I be hy for dayz

I got kush on top of my haze

I rock rocksmith for my shades

I got a bitch that scream my name
And she always givin’ me neck

And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest, yes, CLE on deck
I be hy for dayz

I got kush on top of my haze
I rock rocksmith for my shades

I got a bitch that scream my name
And she always givin’ me neck

And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest, yes, EST on deck

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1 Paid

February 4, 2013
by Kate
· Do I know you Lyrics

Paid

[Verse 1]:

Shake some

You gotta money maker then make some

Nah I ain’t finna hate

Skinny, black, white, no discriminate

Yeah everybody is included

Oh yeah, even you is

Show me whatchu got

Whatcha mama gave ya

Make the pussy pop put it on the table

Just like that

Do it like you do it when you lookin’ in the mirror

You know when you home alone practicin’ before daddy get there (I’m hooooome)

And I’m on my way I’ve been at work all day you know I’m tryna get laid

Chop the tree then pop the top

And I’ma act a fool when I’m in that thang

Yeah but first things first M O E yeah it’s over everythang

Got cash on my head I’m after the bread like that ain’t gone ever change

But when I’m done countin’ up we can have some fun

I gotta thousand in ones

Bust it open for me like you tryna get

[Chorus]:

Paid, paid, paid, paid

And when I get done countin’ up we can both get laid, laid, laid, laid

But the work come first and the work might take all day, day, day, day

Put your back into it when you shake, shake, shake, shake

Do it for me, do it for me, like you tryna get paid, paid, paid, paid

And when I get done countin’ up we can both get laid, laid, laid, laid

But the work come first and the work might take all day, day, day, day

Put your back into it when you shake, shake, shake, shake

Do it for me, do it for me, like you tryna get PAID

Now it look like you, it look like you can ride this head like a bicycle

Highschool, not the type of dude you give any holler or night with you

Oh how I’ve changed, upped my game

Bad bitch say she don’t fuck with lames

I don’t know what you seeing but you should not believe it

I’m a cover of a book you should read for change

Yeah suck my words silly little rabbit that struck my nerves

Hoes stay schemin’ but so do I

I might fuck with you then fuck with her

What’s your plan, what’s your plan

You don’t give a damn

Do your dance cause I don’t give a damn

I’m cool, no fan, I don’t think you understand

You lookin’ at a n**** that’s tryna get

[Chorus]:

Paid, paid, paid, paid

And when I get done countin’ up we can both get laid, laid, laid, laid

But the work come first and the work might take all day, day, day, day

Put your back into it when you shake, shake, shake, shake

Do it for me, do it for me, like you tryna get paid, paid, paid, paid

And when I get done countin’ up we can both get laid, laid, laid, laid

But the work come first and the work might take all day, day, day, day

Put your back into it when you shake, shake, shake, shake

Do it for me, do it for me, like you tryna get PAID

Everything green, which means everything goes

Hard was the path I took yeah I took it to the marble floor

Beat it, then I leave it where it’s at

No feelings you cannot get too attached

You already you I ain’t fucking with that

And if you didn’t know I’m just fucking with that

I can’t be lovin’ the cat it’s not in my nature

But we can do it like I momentarily date ya

Besides you don’t want nothin’ to do with this

You only want the fun when I’m usin’ this

Key in ignition, reverse and drive

Open doors, I let you ride

I let you drive until the gas gone

But when cash call I’m flaggin’ home

I gotta go now, see you later

OOOh that ass so fat I’ma see you later

I’ll be back one day

But don’t ask cause I can’t say

I wish I could stay but if I should stay

Then how in the hell would a n**** ever get

[Chorus]:

Paid, paid, paid, paid

And when I get done countin’ up we can both get laid, laid, laid, laid

But the work come first and the work might take all day, day, day, day

Put your back into it when you shake, shake, shake, shake

Do it for me, do it for me, like you tryna get paid, paid, paid, paid

And when I get done countin’ up we can both get laid, laid, laid, laid

But the work come first and the work might take all day, day, day, day

Put your back into it when you shake, shake, shake, shake

Do it for me, do it for me, like you tryna get PAID

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1 Like This

February 4, 2013
by Kate
· Do I know you Lyrics · Like This

[audio https://mgkestfam.files.wordpress.com/2012/11/09-like-this-2.mp3]

Like This

[Verse 1]:

Now I ain’t got time for those who actin phony

Man I’m all about that cheese yeah that macaroni

And these bitches full of games like they invented Sony

And that’s that shit that I don’t like

So I stick to my lonely

Take out the biggest nugget then shove it inside my cigarillo

Too high up to acknowledge life on a lower level

Please don’t be misled, just a kid from the ghetto

With a heart that’s growing cold like the snow I used to shovel

Remember me from way back say my face is familiar

“You look like you’re Daddy Boy” but Lil Daddy hardly remembers

Pack a bowlie, roll a stogie

Got that heat for the winter

And I’m throwin’ up my L’s but jus know- we winners

And I’m livin’ how I’m livin’, and make some bad decisions

But I’m never lookin’ back but I do hope that I’m forgiven

Smoke with no permission, beg for no attention

N****s talk too much when they should jus sit back and listen to to

[Chorus]:

To a sound like this, like this

You never heard it loud like this, like this

My bitches outta town like this, like this

When I put it down like this, like this fuckin’ foolie

Ain’t nothin’ wrong with freein’ your mind

Pass that around like this, like this

My n****’s outta town like this, like this

When I put it down like this, like this fuckin’ foolie

[Verse 2]:

Cleveland my city but I got people in Toledo talkin’ trash

Broken glass let you own it, let you bleed slow

I’m no villain, I’m no hero, I’m the one right after zero

Wit two pretty, fast livin’ woman smoking for a trill

Come and see it for the thrills, she say Dub-O you so real

So I set that swag on AC introduced her to my chill

Now don’t be mad, don’t be mad, my n**** now don’t be mad

I hear that hate under your breath that jealousy is weak and sad

What the fuuuuuuck, you should be ashamed

Put that toolie to your brain and let it Bang, Bang, bang, bang

And I could care less bout what you claim if it ain’t EST you reppin’ then it’s no need to explain

You YOLO with your life, and we LACED UP, that’s for life

Put it down for a nation that stands way larger than life

Beg for no attention, smoke with no permission

These bitches talk too much when they should jus sit back and listen

[Chorus]:

To a sound like this, like this yeah

You never heard it loud like this, like this yeah

My bitches outta town like this, like this yeah

When I put it down like this, like this fuckin’ foolie

Ain’t nothin’ wrong with freein’ your mind

Pass that around like this, like this yeah

My n****’s outta town like this, like this yeah

When I put it down like this, like this fuckin’ foolie

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1 Made It

February 4, 2013
by Kate
· Do I know you Lyrics

Made It

[Verse 1]:

And I go by DUB-O

I tell em I’m still on the come up

I’m still on the come up

So I can tell em one day, Bitch I made it

They tell me I made it

Lemme give you some honesty

Mama still in the hood and my pockets relate to poverty

Papa still pushin’ yay and he pushin’ 40 in age

Don’t call him Debo for nothin’ been beatin’ blocks up for days

Man I seen that shit with my eyes

My grandma would be surprised

But if it wasn’t for the struggle I wouldn’t know how to ride

A couple opinions made but it never got to my pride

I never paid it attention I was really too cheap to cry, so I

Roll up, roll up, roll up

Like everything okay

Hold up, hold up, hold up

Puttin’ all my bitches on weight

Gotta few bars to handle before I can pop a willy

But I’m peepin’ out my left eye and lately crippin’ with chili

The real n****s gone feel em and realize why he absent

Comprehend it’s a vision

He’s scopin’ gotta make it happen

What’s happenin’

I’m gon make it happen no captain

Sit back relax and let me control the wheel and try to live it a lil’

[Chorus]:

It ain’t even happen yet

I’m still whippin in the makin’

I ain’t even got a check

But let you tell it I made it (I made it)

If I let you tell it I made it (I made it)

I ain’t even poppin’ yet

Everything ain’t what it seems

I’m still tryna get a check

But let you tell it I made it (I made it)

If I let you tell it I made it

I’m still on the come up

So I can tell em one day, Bitch I Made It

So I could tell em, I made it

Yeahh

I’m still on the come up

So I can tell em one day, Bitch I Made It

So I could tell em, I made it

[Verse 2]:

Okay that crib is big out the way I live

I still ain’t got no car, I’m dependent on my Bitch

But you don’t understand, you outside lookin’ in

Tellin’ me I got it easy but

Don’t know the half of my end

I took trips didn’t have to

Paid up, I didn’t want to

Real shit I go through but you only see what I show you

Blackberry don’t ring much

I don’t fuck with too many

But since fame, things changed

I got friends, too many

My old chick wants the new me

But that new me the same ol E

I let it ride

I let it slide

I’m satisfied they don’t know me

They don’t know me

Yeah

I’ma handle it like I was told

Never back down, remain humble, and forever walk that glory road

Got my mind together

The rain wanna stop my shine

I just never mind the weather

Still on the come up

My come up not even finished, not even finished

Okay I made it

I made it to new beginnings

[Chorus]:

It ain’t even happen yet

I’m still whippin in the makin’

I ain’t even got a check

But let you tell it I made it (I made it)

If I let you tell it I made it (I made it)

I ain’t even poppin’ yet

Everything ain’t what it seems

I’m still tryna get a check

But let you tell it I made it (I made it)

If I let you tell it I made it

I’m still on the come up

So I can tell em one day, Bitch I Made It

So I could tell em, I made it

Yeahh

I’m still on the come up

So I can tell em one day, Bitch I Made It

So I could tell em, I made it

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1 Moves To Make

February 4, 2013
by Kate
· Do I know you Lyrics · Moves To Make

Moves To Make

Yeah, yeah

Fuckin’ Fuckin’ Fuckin’ Foolie

DUBO

And I got moves to make, I got money to make

And if pimpin’ caught slippin’ than I got bitches to take

I got money to make

Yeah, I ain’t really on that

I ain’t really for that

[Verse 1]:

People die everyday

Every day for no reason

But I’ma live it up

Cherish every moment breathin’

I know some n****s that left in vain never comin’ back

R.I.P is all I see like they can’t make it without no strap

Fuck that bullshit I see opportunities for money

I ain’t tryin’ to say I’m hot but you should kick it where it’s sunny

I got money on my mind and that will never change up

Invest in my time

That’s the way I came up

Sittin’ in the trees

Talkin’ to the leaves

Man this shit I can’t believe like this the way it gotta be

Show me love, hate

Either way you know I get it

According to the face of my watch it’s time to get it

Slow down what you speak and take actions to show me

Yeah that talk can walk a 100, make a 100

Haters show me

I just smoke, coast

Screamin’ money over triggers

Make a toast with my n****s EST!

Ain’t nothin’ realer

[Chorus]:

Yeah, every day I wake up

I get on my roll
Chop, chop, chop

Like you already know

I’m just tryin’ to get my cake up

I ain’t really on that

I ain’t really for that

Boy, I got moves to make

I got money to make

And if pimpin’ caught slippin’

Then I got bitches to take

I ain’t really on that

I ain’t really for that

Boy, I got moves to make

[Verse 2]:

Today I’m feelin’ better

Better than ever

I might change the weather

And make it rain on whoever

The situation is greater

Apology to my haters

I know you wish that I’d fall

And honestly it’s degradin’

But I want nothing more than to last forever

That way me and my team can slip glass forever

Get trashed and kick ass and live fast I better

Make a come up and end up a rich ass forever

Okay I’m thinking every day

I’m choppin’ all the time

Wrote a list full of words

Money on my mind

I said it once

Say it twice

That’s because I mean it

Did it once

Maybe twice

But that don’t got no feelings

Okay DUBO how you feelin’?

Feelin’ great ask again

Okay, DUBO how you feelin’?

Super baked pass it in

Take another sip and hit of life

And then I’m passin’ out

Got another show

Another check

And now I’m cashing out

Hey!

[Chorus]:

Yeah, every day I wake up

I get on my roll
Chop, chop, chop

Like you already know

I’m just tryin’ to get my cake up

I ain’t really on that

I ain’t really for that

Boy, I got moves to make

I got money to make

And if pimpin’ caught slippin’

Then I got bitches to take

I ain’t really on that

I ain’t really for that

Boy, I got moves to make

[Verse 3]:

This that I don’t know

Where the hell you find it?

This that I don’t know

Where the hell you find it?

Okay this that I don’t know

Where the hell you find it?

Okay turn it up we shinin’

Okay turn it up rewind it

Yeahhhhhhh

This that I don’t know

Where the hell you find it?

This that I don’t know

Where the hell you find it?

Okay this that I don’t know

Where the hell you find it?

Okay turn it up we shinin’

Okay turn it up rewind it

Hey!

[Chorus]:

Yeah, every day I wake up

I get on my roll
Chop, chop, chop

Like you already know

I’m just tryin’ to get my cake up

I ain’t really on that

I ain’t really for that

Boy, I got moves to make

I got money to make

And if pimpin’ caught slippin’

Then I got bitches to take

I ain’t really on that

I ain’t really for that

Boy, I got moves to make

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1 Chill On 100

February 4, 2013
by Kate
· Chill On 100 · Do I know you Lyrics

[audio https://mgkestfam.files.wordpress.com/2012/11/06-chill-on-100-2.mp3]

Chill On 100

Yeah

F-f-f-f-fuckin’ FOOLIE

Yeah, Yeah

My chill on 100 yeah 100 100 yeah 100 100 yeah 100 100

You know my chill on 100 yeah 100 100 yeah

This is where she wanna be

I got everything

[Verse 1]:

I’m on that super coolie cool sippin fuckin’ foolie foolie

She say “What’s that?”

I say “Don’t worry, take a sip if you gone choose

If you don’t want to that’s okay

Please take a step outside my room

Don’t need no sober bodies rockin’ that ain’t tryna jump the moon”

Okay my Chill on 100

And my eyes is how I show it

We be posted in the dark bet you can see that stoogie glowin’

Fire up and burn it down

Pop 2 different bottles open baby

We ain’t doin’ drugs only poke and smokey smokin’

She fall asleep and stay the night just to hit it in the morning

And every time I stay the night I always hit it in the morning

6 a.m. I start my high wakey bake we get to rollin’

She gone hit me up at 9 cause she already knowin’

That my Chill on 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100

She wanna kick it cause my Chill on 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100

This is where she wanna be I got everything

Chill on 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100

She wanna kick it cause my Chill on 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100

This is where she wanna be I got everything

[Verse 2]:

Show up and we show out

This gone be the roll out

You gone call I’m gone answer

And later we gone go out

I’m a show up looking better than I ever did before

You gone show up lookin’ sexier than every bitch I know

My Chill on 100

She can’t turn it down

Having shoot outs with Hennessey

Takin’ shots by the round

Her man is not around

Her man is not in town

Her man is not chill as I am, she tells me this all the time

That my Chill on 100

She really think I’m nice so every time she bus it open she bus it for me twice

She whisper in my ear

‘Swear I want this chill for life’

But I act like I don’t hear, now pass it here and kill the lights

Because my Chill on 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100

She wanna kick it cause my Chill on 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100

This is where she wanna be I got everything

Chill on 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100

She wanna kick it cause my Chill on 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100

This is where she wanna be I got everything

Yeah

So now you already know what it is

Whatchu you wanna do?

You wanna kick it with me?

Or you wanna kick it with him?

You let me know

If you fucking with me you already know my Chill is on 100

You welcome to come, for real

Oh you don’t know by now?

I go by the name of DUB-O

Tahaha

This is where she wanna be I got everything

Chill on 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100

She wanna kick it cause my Chill on 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100

This is where she wanna be I got everything

Chill on 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah

Chill on 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 yeah 100 ah

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0 Same Ol’

February 4, 2013
by Kate
· Do I know you Lyrics

[audio https://mgkestfam.files.wordpress.com/2012/11/05-same-ol-1.mp3]

Same Ol’

Fuckin’ Foolie

[Chorus]:
You can run and tell your friends
I’m on, I’m on
And how you never kick it with a n**** like me
Yeah you know I be goin’ strong
She said she wish her n**** had it like me
I’m smokin’ I’m drinkin’ and this is all we doin’

It’s the same ol’ same ol’ when you ask Dub-O what you doin’
I’m smokin’ I’m drinkin’ and this is all we doin

It’s the same ol’ same ol’ when you ask Dub-O what you doin’

[Verse 1]:
You can run and tell your friends
I’m on, yeah I’m on
And how you never seen a n**** swagga like me

Swag Swag
You know exactly what I’m on
You’ll probably never meet another n**** like me
So you better get to choosin’
I’m a let you learn the crew and only if you down to do
Everything I’m doin’
I be chillin’ like I do
Tell me what you tryna do
Let me introduce to you one in a million

Yeah
Take the tour and ride on this
I’m sure you won’t be bored
This a ride you don’t wanna miss
Come get blinded by the light
20 stars in the sky and we gon’ fly them out the night
Yeah

It’s the same ol’ same ol’ when you ask Dub-O what you doin’
I’m smokin’ I’m drinkin’ and this is all we doin

It’s the same ol’ same ol’ when you ask Dub-O what you doin’

[Verse 2]:
And I’m doin’ nothin’ more than chillin’ with somebody bitch because you n****s snorin’ borin’ Yeah, Yeah
And she know how hard I be goin’
Had to be 4 in the mornin’
Take a break then we gon’ run it back

Yeah
This your favorite position
I’m the piece to your puzzle
This that shit that you been missin’
Yeah Yeah
And you know how long I be strokin’

Til the time you bust it open but it’s never nothin’ more than that
That’s right

That’s right

Almost forgot about last night
Shit got crazy

Yeah real crazy
Almost didn’t make it through that night
So when you wanna get right come re-up on the best
The kick it of your life
Now go and tell the rest

It’s the same ol’ same ol’ when you ask Dub-O what you doin’
I’m smokin’ I’m drinkin’ and this is all we doin

It’s the same ol’ same ol’ when you ask Dub-O what you doin’

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