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Summer comes to multiply, to multiply
Summer comes to multiply, to multiply
And I, I'm the carnival of peace
I'll probably start a fleet with no apologies
And the carnival of scenes, it grows more and more appealing
But my woman and I, my woman and I know what we're for
Summer comes to multiply, to multiply
Summer comes to multiply, to multiply
Summer comes to multiply, to multiply
And I, I'm the carnival of peace
I'll probably start a fleet with no apologies
And the carnival of scenes, it grows more and more appealing
But my woman and I, my woman and I know what we're for
Summer comes to multiply, to multiply
Summer comes to multiply, to multiply
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