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This is what would happen if Hippie ever met Wiggs.
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| Sup, dawg? Peeps be calling me, Wiggs. | |
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| Like, wow, man. Your name is Wiggs? That's, like, wow. | |
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| What da fuck is wrong with you, homey? This nigga right here be trippin' and shit. There ain't no future in your frontin'. | |
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| I like you, man. You're funny. Hey, man, are you cool? Do you want to smoke some shit with me and stuff? | |
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| Oh snap, dawg, I ain't never had no hippie shit before. Let's do this muthafucka. Roll that shit up. | |
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