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[Copypasta]Niga Higa Bromance song lyrics
๐ BROMANCE ๐ nothing really gay ๐ฅต about it ๐ฏ not that there's ๐ anything wrong with being gay ๐ BROMANCE ๐ shouldn't be ashamed ๐ or hide it ๐ค I love you ๐ in the most heterosexual way ๐ ๐ฆ
๐ BROMANCE ๐ nothing really gay ๐ฅต about it ๐ฏ not that there's ๐ anything wrong with being KappaPride gay ๐ BROMANCE ๐ shouldn't be ashamed ๐ or hide it ๐ค I love you ๐ in the most heterosexual way ๐ ๐ฆ
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