The Interview
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"Yes. You've had happen what so many of us wanted happened to us." Charlemagne said. "You got adopted by the Carter's."
I laughed along agreeing.
"But how did all that happen?" DJ Envy asked.
"Y'all want the whole story? How much time we got?" I asked.
"We got all the time." Charlemagne said.
"Okay." I said laughing. "It all started back in 2009 on the I Am...World Tour."
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