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| Late night funk night stumbling mode night Friends of the hour bring on the heat Shadows in the mag light 5-os blues lights Hideout stealth style the local is my style Feel flavor nearby all sass definitely aint shy Dripping lust those deep eyes attraction we decide To ditch this scene assuage slips softness melting High soothing groove moves low juice dance grooves Primed up with glazed style discussin about how high Kevin Mchale and Bird fly Cheech and Chong and Pryor Style J-Bar roll with Beasties 50-50 Slime Balls lean to tail Dog Town Independent Thunder grind axle stall power slam Recline on summer seasons road stretched to the dash Highway smokeout cruise hi-fidelity soundscape Bud Black Label Weiser chillin like us Gotta blee blow elbow lime green smoke blow Twisted on a rock steady jam today Riding on a down beat wave Fade it if you dig it if you know what I mean Fuck it up funk it on me |
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