Ohja, de fooien  Maar je niet helemaal lopen volvreten met broodjes frikadel, slagroomsoesjes, broodjes brie, spare ribs en de hele zooi 
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I never would have loaded up a 44 and put myself behind a jail house door if it hadn't been for love. Four cold walls against my will but at least I know she's lying still. Four cold walls without parole, Lord have mercy on my soul.
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