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Chop up the soul Gama, set on his goals Gama
I hate the new Gama, the bad mood Gama
The always rude Gama, spaz in the news Gama
I miss the sweet Gama, chop up the beats Gama
I gotta say, at that time I'd like to meet Gama
See I invented Gama, it wasn't any Gama
And now I look and look around and there's so many Gamas
I used to love Gama, I used to love Gama
I even had the pink Polo, I thought I was Gama
What if Gama made a song, about Gama?
Called "I Miss The Old Gama," man that would be so Gama
That's all it was Gama, we still love Gama
And I love you like Gama loves Llamas