Wale Clappers lyrics

Clappers lyrics
(feat. Nicki Minaj & Juicy J)

[Intro:]
Shawty got a big ol’ butt
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce

[Hook: Wale]
Clappers to the front, front, front, front
Clappers to the front, front, front, front
Shawty got a big ol’ butt
Oh Yeah!!!

[Verse 1: Wale]
Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool – I put the city on
Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool – then I put my niggas on
Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool – I ain’t gotta say too much
It’s rap anticipation keeping radiant stadium
Rap fool, see that from a block away
I ain’t pessimistic but I dropped a couple not today
OOOOH – Bet she call you not today
I told ’em all my lot is out
I know the thing like scarlatine
Ooooh – I wonder if she shot up
I just know her favorite song is “Started from the Bottom”
And I ain’t hating mama, fact I wanna take your number
Said you save yo bread from Magic something happened then went Wala!

[Hook: Wale]

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Shawty come shake that ass for me
Let a trippy nigga see what you working with
Can you clap that ass, do a handstand, girl
Make you do a wiggle, do a perfect split
She got the fattest ass, she got the perfect tits
I wanna get some head, come on work your lips
I’m high in the clouds ain’t coming down
I’m so turned up I can’t find the ground
Supersonic nigga got me smoking weed by the pound
Make it flip [?]
Juicy got chips like Frito-Lay
And I’m fucking these chicks out of D.O.A.
I’m so dopeboy fresh that you think that I’m selling blow tape
Your chick to be, I be a getting her pregnant in her throat

[Bridge: Juicy J]
Shawty bust it open for me, I might throw this cash
Shawty throw that ass like a Hail Mary pass
I’m fucking me a new chick every night
Make that ass clap, I don’t care about that cellulite

[Hook: Wale]

[Verse 3: Wale]
Clappers to the front, got a backwood full of skunk
Got a white boy with the funnel gentrifying, that’s whats up!
Clappers to the front, got a [?] full of scum
Now she finna bust it loose, screaming rest in peace to Chuck
It’s that DMV, at the KOD
And I can CC you these CC’s
But don’t be OC

[Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
Shout out to that cellulite
Got a real bad bitch that will sex you right
Got another bad bitch who set you right
Got a couple hoodrats on Section 8
Make a nigga cum, don’t procrastinate
Ass saw a 5-0 come crack the case
Got ass for days, come activate
This ass on fire evacuate
Throw that ass in the air, evaporate
Where your money little bitch? Evaluate
If you got big money elaborate
I’mma shake this ass ’till I graduate

[Hook: Wale]

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Wale Bricks lyrics

Bricks lyrics
(feat. Yo Gotti & Lyfe Jennings)

[Intro:]
Turn a brick to a stone but you think we don’t have a soul
As a kid need to grow, the powder’s weight in gold

[Bridge:]
Getting blowed
Thinkin I’m so glad that I can’t rap ’cause I can’t move no dough
But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still
And a few niggas that’s through or a few niggas that’s dead

[Verse 1:]
So fuckin 9 to 5, they clockin and tryna to survive
Cop a brick and supply ’cause nobody offerin jobs
Bricks build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods
Better ripped than turned into a baller or a Davis shirt
Understated to say it hurts, I was optimistic
Tryna see my gang and whippin plain English that I was flippin
This college went out of his dollar pension
‘Cause after 4 or 5 you don’t got to have a college ticket
Bounce

[Hook:]
But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out
Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house
Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down
But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth

Bricks bricks – it’s all them niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks – it’s all them niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks – it’s all them niggas thinkin bout
Many niggas on the scene, ain’t gotta dream it now

[Bridge:]
Tulio getting blowed
Thinkin I’m so glad that I can’t rap ’cause I can’t move no dough
But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still
And a few niggas that’s through or a few niggas that’s dead

[Verse 2:]
Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say
‘Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away
If you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay
And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight
Just think about it, come see your products
And you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem
I can see the problem, you nigga don’t have no conscience
Can’t shoot, can’t blow but can rap
Young nigga don’t have no option

Turn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie
From the powder to the power and the power turn to gold
Turning head with yo whip
Is it worth what you did?
A brick is a brick and a brick you can build
Turn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie
Trenches on the full, turn reefer to a homie
Turn the powder into power and the power to the homies
A brick with a brick to a brick you can throw
Build bricks
Bricks
Bricks
Bricks

[Verse 3:]
Many years old, feds lookin for my moms
10 to 11 held my first gun
First time I held bricks I was getting construction
Tell me you puff a medical, gave him my introduction now
16, get them bricks for the 16
Course I’m rappin bitch but now wrappin bricks for 16
I was 17 ridin and then is all good
18 and 19 payin nothing over 20
And 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52
If you know what that mean you noticed it now
And if you don’t learn how to divide nigga
I’m talkin bricks, no jump shots
I call it work, no punch clocks

[Hook:]
But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out
Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house
Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down
But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth

[x2:]
Bricks bricks – it’s all them niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks – it’s all them niggas talkin bout
Bricks bricks – it’s all them niggas thinkin bout
Many niggas on the scene, ain’t gotta dream it now

Million to a stone, the stone to the sour
The show in the hood and you know that you could
The powder and the crack and the crack to the suns
Dollars in the bag and the glocks in the front…

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Wale Gullible lyrics

Gullible lyrics
(feat. Cee Lo Green)

[Intro]
Would you believe that?
If you believe that
TV killed the radio
TV killed the radio
Let’s get it

[Verse]
What if they tell you this music was bogus?
The government run it, they controlin the culture
Would you believe that if you read that?
What if they tell you the iPhone was tapped?
And see all of your browse and I know you viewin your apps
And Twitter and Instagram is really like middle man
And internet soldiers, everybody was carrying max
And when they said Obama was in a raid
He actually got a gut, tan and scratch to pair of black
Would you believe that? We reached that, look
How bout they tell you you dyin if you ain’t voting?
So now you vote for one in reline
I got a motion and believe that
You know you doin what you eat
What if they make it less? Talkin you what it do
Talkin you what’s here but never let they mother jump
Part in the flow with consistence control they many souls
I thought it’s it, loaded by television shows
Opinion show with Muslims see what they lovin boy
A little gossip to you keeps watchin it on point
So don’t believe so how they are breaking the law?
A lot of bullets are prodigal to the gullible

[Hook]
I’m turnin on the radio just to turn the TV on (on, on)
I live my whole life in stereo, always singing my old song (song, song)
As it flows into my vein
As it flows into my vein

[Bridge]
TV killed the radio
TV killed the radio
TV killed the radio
And then the internet slit the television throat

[Verse]
And the world star model fell up out the orbit
That’s what that brought a rappin artist behind his mortgage
And now the rappers would visit Shawty, Shawty keep goin
And everybody be laughin at him, he doesn’t know it
‘Cause he believed her, thought he couldn’t be G but such a squeaker
News flash, news flash, it’s a cruel world
And no one’s too thorough to lose it on to a girl
Uh, what if they told you your chip was a boogie
You know, like a hoe, the type I’ve been shootin
You gon play it like nah homie, soon as the car pull up
Tell er you’ll holler at er so get in you gonna lose it

[Bridge]
TV killed the radio
TV killed the radio
TV killed the radio
And then the internet slit the television throat

When I moved forward I gave birth to several episodes
Our generation is turned, we got too many clones
We just believe they gon repeat what niggas told
And all the bullets are prodigal to the gullible

[Hook]
I’m turnin on the radio just to turn the TV on (on, on)
I live my whole life in stereo, always singing my old song (song, song)
As it flows into my vein
As it flows into my vein

[Outro]
I’d like to thank all the beautiful people that came out here tonight
There’s Reese, yea I see you in the bag baby
Oh yea
You hear that? Uh, here to adapt things in the back
Young Dallas
I feel good right now
I just want something bout people but I appreciate
I’m to believe it
You done

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Wale Vanity lyrics

Vanity lyrics

I promise it comes with the guilt
How awesome is this narcissism?
You save your hard earnings to pay for these nigga’s opinions

[Hook x2: Wale]
Now look at me, look at me
How much vanity do you see?
Now look at me, look at me
How much vanity do you see?

[Verse 1]
I said it ain’t on me so I need more bottles
Okay these lames gon’ see that I need more hotter
See I got it till 10 cause my T cost dollars
Swear my chain so big that it by my collar

Cold stunna,
Rose-gold for something
Concordes where the shit are these oceans 11’s
Club jumping
And it’s like I got a black heart
Ever since I swiped that black card
And I gave that shit with 10 deals
Let these niggas know we in the building
Because I spend these 7 bills
Tryna give me all their feelings

[Hook: Gary Jules]
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

[Hook x2: Wale]
Now look at me, look at me
How much vanity do you see?
Now look at me, look at me
How much vanity do you see?

[Verse 2]
Now look at me, look at me,
How much vanity do you see?
Ya ain’t pay up for no pussy but you pay for what she see
M.O.B., M.O.B.
Yes, as far as I can see
But these broads jocking me is validating my conceit
Obviously show you rare
Don’t you wonder why she hit
Open bottles, open convos, open wallets, open legs
Open cleavage, open eyes, open wide, open thighs
Oh behave
My old school got more vroom than your new ride
Look at me, look at me
Now he creeping up the street
Got a thousand on that V, got you stunting on a G
Ran, damn, plan, scheme
Just to show you that he got it till they hot for that VI
Watch them plot it while they watching
Way before these bitches
Niggas dying over process,
Bitches dying for attention,
Niggas drop it just to plop em
Is it really that important, is it really that serious?
I’m curious, this really shit we livin for opinioners

[Hook: Gary Jules]
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

[Hook x2: Wale]
Now look at me, look at me
How much vanity do you see?
Now look at me, look at me
How much vanity do you see?

We’re fucking up the club now, club now
Don’t stay on the Rose now, Rose now
They say how far we pulling in, pulling in
Watch me make me do me thing, do me thing
We’re fucking up the club now, club now
Don’t stay on the Rose now, Rose now
They say how far we pulling in, pulling in
Watch me make me do me thing, do me thing
Take it

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Wale Golden Salvation (Jesus Piece) lyrics

Golden Salvation (Jesus Piece) lyrics

[Intro:]
Pray
Praises
Give thanks
To the Fada
Holy Water
Jesus piece
But don’t nobody wanna know Jesus’ peace, no

[Verse 1:]
Niggas use me to shine
I been helpin you stunt
Look why these rapping dudes ain’t hit me in months
I don’t ask for too much
Covered in VVS’s
Women gon play ya closer
And them hungry jokers gon try test ya
Now they bumping your record
Ya confidence through the roof
Still ya show no respect kid
The good book said pray
But you so stuck in your ways
You got my image appraised
Why you sinning out waiting
Fornicating with women I sat right there on your table
Don’t bow your head for grace
Though I’m keeping you graceful
Brothers was born to cheat
Though I question who faithful
Fast for me nope
Blasphemy though
Rap to it so racks up
To match up with me froze
How can a diamond supersede my wisdom
I seen a reverend with five of me as he read his scripture
This is bible readings to people with malice intentions
You silly get wits seen ahki with crucifix pendent
With a Cuban attached
On a secular scene
I died for you all
Now niggas die over me

[Hook:]
Jesus piece Jesus piece Jesus piece
But don’t nobody want know Jesus peace
Jesus piece Jesus piece Jesus piece
But don’t nobody want know Jesus peace

[Verse 2:]
Sierra Leone diamonds
LA to New York got em’?
If nobody stores have me
Some probably would know about me
All over paparazzi
Shout out to Murakami
See they commercialize me
I’m sure there will be more robberies
Work
New chain swag get you crew laid fast
Or laid down or not a ticket next to dad
And the bible told you wait on my arrival
But patience was your problem
So get Jacob to come find me
And religion is a style if not
Then why this shit a quarter mil
No fugazi see Jacob tell you that ish real
Hallelujah the things you do to be the manure
You never thank me at shows but you keep me on tour
Sunday services pastor is the wealthy ones working it
Preaching Armageddon while collection plates been circling the room
Fears but a tool
And Gospel gone commercial pray the purpose isn’t cruel
And the workers in the pulpit want they blessings to improve
And they stone me on the cross and niggas stone me for the ooh’s
And the ahh’s foolish
What am I who are ya
I’m coming down from the sky cause niggas keep praying to shine
Look
Amen

[Outro:]
For the price of fame
What would you do to have em’ say your name
See I promise I would never cop another chain but the arms spent on these VS
Got me in that complex page
For the price of fame
When that Bugatti drop my accountant stop me for a second and said not today not today
For the price of fame

For the price of fame
What would you do to have em’ say your name
It is such a shame

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Wale Heaven’s Afternoon lyrics

Heaven’s Afternoon lyrics
(feat. Meek Mill)

[Intro:]
In the grand scheme of things
We never were supposed to have shit
Born to lose, built to win
Folarin
Let’s get it in

[Hook:]
We ain’t supposed to never have nothing
We ain’t supposed to never have shit
See the growth in my rhymes
See my focus ain’t on them

[Verse 1:]
Nah, at the top is just us, right
Let’s get it
PRPS, something nice you ain’t know ’em
Givenchy, but no kilt, mi amor
We can’t leave, but we love the allure
Hold mine down and stay above what you on
On, I’m appeased and obliged
Scorpio freaks quantity Gemini
I’m a need me a light
Ridin’ through the cap, Cap STEEZ on the mind
I ain’t know him but I wish I did
Each one, teach one, may the youth live
On that, Joey Bad please hold your head
Lost one last summer, livin’ ain’t fair
While them niggas scared, we forever in
Hates see you smile, money everywhere
Dream killers out, I see them in the rear
Before I put them in a song, put them in a prayer
Amen

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Yeah, I’m focused, it’s Folarin here
I reckon your barbershop talk of this
Heavenly father, may the spirit of God
Help whoever at odds get your guidance quick
All we need Keisha, all we need Becky
All we need is God, and fed free fetti
My little buddy lives strong, young nigga peddle
He ain’t make it in the leagues, so the streets wed him
Gettin’ wet up on the corner in whatever weather
Boy see the jail again, he gonna see the devil
Been a week since he seen his mother
And 18 since he seen the other
I’m a pray for him
It’s safe to say, he got some pain within
It ain’t too much that I can say to him
Cause my bank statement don’t relate to him

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
I was so fresh, so clean when I stepped on that scene
Pulled up Aston Martin, you could ask them ya’ll seen
When I came through this bitch
Paper tagging on lean
Baddest bitch in the game
Nigga that was ya’ll dream
Hold up, let me get a feel
Like Jack say hold up
I don’t feel these niggas, nah
Hey Wallace

[Verse 4: Wale]
Yap, what’s the problem? I’m focused
I’m Kobe, I kill these niggas
I ain’t scared of these niggas
Getting higher than Shaquille O’Neal
Field Goal Percentage
Yeah me nigga
Till the brokest nigga with got a mill plus interest
Meek keep living
Get em

[Verse 5: Meek Mill]
When I was dead broke used to always tell myself I’mma still be the shit
‘Til my P.O she locked me up
I’mma do the time come home and still be this rich
Still see the bricks, I’mma still be a Mitch
Got these RICO shit tryna kill me and shit
Hol’ up, tryna kill me and shit
Let me get the flow back, I was killing this shit
We was killing them strips, drop heads – no ceiling shit
Ain’t talking ’bout Wayne, bitch I’m talking them things
300 and change got a million in whips
Nigga

[Hook]

[Outro]
Started from the bottom nigga
But now we grinding till the law come get us
For the money and them commas nigga
But can’t forget about vagina nigga
Started from that bottom nigga
But now I got it it’s a problem nigga
For that money and them dollars nigga
And I ain’t rich but I’m still shining nigga
I’m still shining nigga
I’m still shining nigga
Shining nigga
We still shining nigga
Shining nigga
We still shining nigga
Shining nigga
Let me shine my nigga

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Wale Sunshine lyrics

Sunshine lyrics

[Chorus x2]
Spotlight on my fans
Sunshine, I can’t tell a lie
What makes you say that they just wanna hear now?
What makes you say that they just wanna hear now?

Yea, that new black show
Uh
Uh
Yea, bounce, bounce
This show’s over at the moment, right
Look…

I was in the business and you was chasing the pussy
Now I got the dollars, I’m tryna get my position
Couple bad decisions, I got some character issues
I blow another slippin like Stevie tryin permission
They sayin the weather, the more could try and get me
Sure I love my friends, carry paraphernalia
Fall in love with things, you should go and marry civilian
Picture a young rich former taking me serious
I thought I had my shot and even in my prime
Singles in the chart make a broad lose top
These days, ain’t gotta do nothing to pop these days
Instagram is runnin they thoughts these days
These 62 joints, got me duggin on em
I’ll go get my clap and now I’m stuntin on em
You better know that you overdue for some better inners
That’s whoever developed second-guessing they blammers, word

[Chorus x2]
Spotlight on my fans
Sunshine, I can’t tell a lie
What makes you say that they just wanna hear now?
What makes you say that they just wanna hear now?

Yea yea let me tell you about the girl
Aha, every day, to not forget let me tell you bout the…
Back of my shit
Let me tell you bout the… let me tell you bout the…

I don’t like to boast but man you touchin the floor
Fair pussy, put everything in this cone
My only feelin mere, she scared of being alone
She settle for this bitch, she starin she be a trophy
I’mma probably marry somebody ready familiar
VH1 team all I’m thinkin about is this
Can do without the pennies, another bro record up in the business
Had that locked since I lost my scholarship
Bout me getting it to my old coach I’m ballin
Rose glow with 40
Shall we record it mane? Grab the 40
To me the thought of money would change it and got worse
But it’s a lot better than the screaming who got worse
I’m holding it from back to packin it on that 30
I never sold crack when crack rappin was workin
With that fat just backpackin and murkin
Get in that, probably he know why you’re Mr. Perfect

[Chorus x2]
Spotlight on my fans
Sunshine, I can’t tell a lie
What makes you say that they just wanna hear now?
What makes you say that they just wanna hear now?

Let me tell you about the girl
Let me tell you about the girl
Let me tell you about the girl

This dedicated to my nephew Tony
Rest in peace bro
Love
Shine on us Kuzo
We ain’t pposed to never
We ain’t pposed to never
We ain’t pposed to never
We ain’t pposed to never
We ain’t pposed to never have
We ain’t pposed to never
We ain’t pposed to never
We ain’t pposed to never

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Wale LoveHate Thing lyrics

LoveHate Thing lyrics

[Hook]
Hold me tight, let me go
Heal my heart, hurt my soul
Build me up, break me down
Make me smile, make me frown
Give me love, take it all away again
Give me love, take it all away again

[Verse 1]
Ain’t no love in the heart of city, that’s what they told me
Beefing over 100 niggas, don’t none of ’em know me
Son of a mother studying at UDC
Sitting in taxi cabs, where daddy roaming the streets
Seven hallelujahs, my sutana was clean
On everything I weared are the American tee’s
This whole system the most prolific in the DMV
Listen when you get the keys it’s seldom you don’t get the beef
Make a nigga wanna get the piece to get the peace
You gon’ need more than Wikipedia to get to me
PG to Mo County bet they all know ’bout me
Every hood, every ‘burb, I got superb balance
From the city that made me love you forever for it
Hope you celebrate every moment forever ignore it
You made me what I am, you made me what I’m not
They gon’ love you a little different when you at the top

[Bridge x2]
Give me love baby
Not enough, not enough, just a touch baby
What the fuck baby, it’s just us baby
This ain’t right, this is life
This is love hate thing

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Yeah, my affinity grows as the city gets cold
As you reaching your goals, you gon’ meet you some foes
Having dinner with Leonsis I’m dreaming to own
But for now me and my homies see the bottom floor
I’m trying to redefine the culture, and a bigger soul
Women in town but I manifesting every goal
I see potential in John, talk to him once a week
Media targeting our city in This Week
I lost a lot of friends, and they ain’t even dead
When I was on my way up, why you ain’t see the stairs
Lord father if I opted to follow them
My heart would tear from my dreams let me know that you here
And it’s rare when I’m anywhere with too many heads
Niggas jealous and never tell it until they stare
How could you blame us envy
We do the same thing for a living
Know the same niggas but they all commend me
Champagne I’mma spill it until we all fill up
Maybe it stopped me from giving a fuck about opinions
Probably not but I’m temporary out of fizux
Until the posterly propaganda the politicians

[Hook]

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Wale The Curse Of The Gifted lyrics

The Curse Of The Gifted lyrics

[Verse 1:]
Life’s better when your niggas good, and your mama straight
I’m honestly still looking for some type of balance
Cuz the status got me jah tripping
Cuz I like my bitch, but I love these bitches on my dick
When spitting tell me what you feeling different knowing you’s the bread winner
And it’s rare you hear niggas say they can’t feel you
But in your ears like he dope, just not dope enough
And the closest ho would be probin you to open up
And to do so you must roll one up
And it’s lonely at the top
They say me that they feelin me
I eat this game and shit this out
My dirty draws got winning streaks
I’m in too deep, this industry is sayin to a nigga
Got change like them, just but ain’t changed like them nigga nigga
The only shit on my old shit cuz I’m on shit
But I was pumpin in ’06 with the slow shit
Now my dreams is nothing more than minimal thoughts
Machine gon fluctuate those speakers to God
And I’m tired though
And I’m high too
But it’s like my music made these niggas turn they pride to fool
Yea, yall don’t even gotta love us
But you better respect this motherfucker ah, you don’t know shit

[Hook:]
Satisfaction’s for suckers
Satisfaction’s for suckers
And yall don’t even gotta love us
But you will respect this motherfuckin hustle, real shit

[Verse 2:]
See life better when you know you real
I know some niggas is winnin but ain’t been home in years
Pray to not know the feeling, sitting on a couple million
Sipping pretentious liquids
Ease with they money when hella finding is on the trippin
Like you were flowed I bet yourself that you worth 60 mill
So we keep that circle small and never let no squares in there
It’s double M G, I hope they know the set
Don’t you cop a second whip unless yo mama out of debt
Shout out to my girls in Bola, be home in a minute yep
My nigga’s at the rivers correctional, that’s me in that vent
They thought I wasn’t winning, the crew full of troubles
But I do, I fucked the game and came out a gold rapper
I should be loving my accomplishments
But a brand new Maserati got me plottin on another hit
Success is like a neverending battle
Well whoever at the top and if that’s you you who you tryna hear
The top of my last shit, it’s all that I ask er
I pray you forgive me if I don’t bask in this chapter
I’m a legend out Georgetown, we talkin bout practice
Cuz in this establishment you ain’t never established

[Hook x2]

[Outro:]
This is the story about the price of fame
But the love for the dollar
Is because they cannot change

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