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tapettes qui retaillent ouais Fin d'soirée tout l'monde est fauché Tout claqué en boîte pour finir amoché (putain) Il a croisé son ex, manque de pot, y
tapettes qui retaillent ouais Fin d'soirée tout l'monde est fauché Tout claqué en boîte pour finir amoché (putain) Il a croisé son ex, manque de pot, y
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