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Temperature, set, set, set the scene, three thousand deg— Set the scene, three thousand deg— Set, set, set the scene, three thousand deg— Set the scene, three thousand deg— (Uh-oh) Set, set, set the scene, three thousand deg— (Baby, step it up, it's time to go platinum) Set the scene, three thousand degrees I ain't worried 'bout them fuck niggas Over there, but they worried 'bout me This a love song (Love song, love) This is a story about From Letras Mania