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love a nigga but hate to stunt\nI'm young and turnt, can't make this up\nMy bitches all bad, talkin' eights and up\nTell 'em, \"Knock her off,\" won't say for what\nTwo hunnid, the jury, no safe for us\nI'm safe enough, put me in the game, I'm lacin' up\nNo, I lace enough, dawg, I'm raisin' mutts, paws\nMy niggas all hatin', shit, it's not the same, it's different\nCost forty-five plane, not to mention\n'Nother twenty-five bucks on the right wrist\nTold a ho, I wanna fuck, I don't like kissin'\nBig face, presidents, I don't like niggas (Ayy)\n\nSaid a bitch freaky and I know it\nLook at my wrist, I'm glowin'\nBig face go as I point\nDon't even gotta tell me, I'm knowin'\nShe goin', she goin', she goin', she gone\nI'm young and turnt on my own\nCan't wait 'til my brother get home\nI'm young and turnt in this bitch\nAll my niggas lit\n\nAyy, what you would do for a tip?\nHo, it don't even matter, I'm rich\nProlly fuck my brother, my cousin\nGot niggas still textin' they love you\nFor the night, baby, fuck your nigga\nPorsche white, blue, fuck it, nigga, I'm sippin'\nFor the ATL, I'm crippin'\nFor the nineteen it don't really make a difference\nAnd keep it real, I don't really like mentions\nMost niggas snitchin', tip 'em (Rats)\nFuck nigga, just keep your distance\nLamb' truck, hell nah, I don't eat out\nDouble Cs on my bitch when her feet out\nBig Bs all over the treehouse\n\nSaid a bitch freaky and I know it\nLook at my wrist, I'm glowin'\nBig face go as I point\nDon't even gotta tell me, I'm knowin'\nShe goin', she goin', she goin', she gone\nI'm young and turnt on my own\nCan't wait 'til my brother get home\nI'm young and turnt in this bitch\nAll my niggas lit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Y&T 2\n artist: 42 Dugg\n album: 42 Dugg Videos\n duration_ms: 123000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I got that white shit on too, bitch (Y'all know what the fuck that is)\n By now y'all know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout (Ya dig)\n Yeah, young turnt nigga, bitch, the movement\n\n All these bitches do is gossip (That's all)\n Fuck findin' love where them blocks at\n Ho tellin me I'm toxic, she done fucked a ho, what projects?\n See a buss down by a nigga on my way to Avianne\n Took a ho to Tiffany's, she ain't ever been off Connors\n I got niggas locked in Adrian, still talk shit like Browner\n I see a bad bitch and I want her,\n Either I'm prolly fuckin' or I'm gone\n Yeah, this coat by Saint Laurent, can't say I ain't the one\n Make my bitch suck dick for hours and she swear I hate to cum\n Might call my bro, like, \"Make your jump\"\n Bitch had my paper, I hate to front\n Got places for dinner, got places for lunch\n She love a nigga but hate to stunt\n I'm young and turnt, can't make this up\n My bitches all bad, talkin' eights and up\n Tell 'em, \"Knock her off,\" won't say for what\n Two hunnid, the jury, no safe for us\n I'm safe enough, put me in the game, I'm lacin' up\n No, I lace enough, dawg, I'm raisin' mutts, paws\n My niggas all hatin', shit, it's not the same, it's different\n Cost forty-five plane, not to mention\n 'Nother twenty-five bucks on the right wrist\n Told a ho, I wanna fuck, I don't like kissin'\n Big face, presidents, I don't like niggas (Ayy)\n\n Said a bitch freaky and I know it\n Look at my wrist, I'm glowin'\n Big face go as I point\n Don't even gotta tell me, I'm knowin'\n She goin', she goin', she goin', she gone\n I'm young and turnt on my own\n Can't wait 'til my brother get home\n I'm young and turnt in this bitch\n All my niggas lit\n\n Ayy, what you would do for a tip?\n Ho, it don't even matter, I'm rich\n Prolly fuck my brother, my cousin\n Got niggas still textin' they love you\n For the night, baby, fuck your nigga\n Porsche white, blue, fuck it, nigga, I'm sippin'\n For the ATL, I'm crippin'\n For the nineteen it don't really make a difference\n And keep it real, I don't really like mentions\n Most niggas snitchin', tip 'em (Rats)\n Fuck nigga, just keep your distance\n Lamb' truck, hell nah, I don't eat out\n Double Cs on my bitch when her feet out\n Big Bs all over the treehouse\n\n Said a bitch freaky and I know it\n Look at my wrist, I'm glowin'\n Big face go as I point\n Don't even gotta tell me, I'm knowin'\n She goin', she goin', she goin', she gone\n I'm young and turnt on my own\n Can't wait 'til my brother get home\n I'm young and turnt in this bitch\n All my niggas lit\n"},{"id":181664,"name":"Y&T 2","trackName":"Y&T 2","artistName":"42 Dugg","albumName":"Young & Turnt 2","duration":121.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I got that white shit on too, bitch (Y'all know what the fuck that is)\nBy now y'all know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout (Ya dig)\nYeah, young turnt nigga, bitch, the movement\n\nAll these bitches do is gossip (That's all)\nFuck findin' love where them blocks at\nHo tellin me I'm toxic, she done fucked a ho, what projects?\nSee a buss down by a nigga on my way to Avianne\nTook a ho to Tiffany's, she ain't ever been off Connors\nI got niggas locked in Adrian, still talk shit like Browner\nI see a bad bitch and I want her,\nEither I'm prolly fuckin' or I'm gone\nYeah, this coat by Saint Laurent, can't say I ain't the one\nMake my bitch suck dick for hours and she swear I hate to cum\nMight call my bro, like, \"Make your jump\"\nBitch had my paper, I hate to front\nGot places for dinner, got places for lunch\nShe love a nigga but hate to stunt\nI'm young and turnt, can't make this up\nMy bitches all bad, talkin' eights and up\nTell 'em, \"Knock her off,\" won't say for what\nTwo hunnid, the jury, no safe for us\nI'm safe enough, put me in the game, I'm lacin' up\nNo, I lace enough, dawg, I'm raisin' mutts, paws\nMy niggas all hatin', shit, it's not the same, it's different\nCost forty-five plane, not to mention\n'Nother twenty-five bucks on the right wrist\nTold a ho, I wanna fuck, I don't like kissin'\nBig face, presidents, I don't like niggas (Ayy)\n\nSaid a bitch freaky and I know it\nLook at my wrist, I'm glowin'\nBig face go as I point\nDon't even gotta tell me, I'm knowin'\nShe goin', she goin', she goin', she gone\nI'm young and turnt on my own\nCan't wait 'til my brother get home\nI'm young and turnt in this bitch\nAll my niggas lit\n\nAyy, what you would do for a tip?\nHo, it don't even matter, I'm rich\nProlly fuck my brother, my cousin\nGot niggas still textin' they love you\nFor the night, baby, fuck your nigga\nPorsche white, blue, fuck it, nigga, I'm sippin'\nFor the ATL, I'm crippin'\nFor the nineteen it don't really make a difference\nAnd keep it real, I don't really like mentions\nMost niggas snitchin', tip 'em (Rats)\nFuck nigga, just keep your distance\nLamb' truck, hell nah, I don't eat out\nDouble Cs on my bitch when her feet out\nBig Bs all over the treehouse\n\nSaid a bitch freaky and I know it\nLook at my wrist, I'm glowin'\nBig face go as I point\nDon't even gotta tell me, I'm knowin'\nShe goin', she goin', she goin', she gone\nI'm young and turnt on my own\nCan't wait 'til my brother get home\nI'm young and turnt in this bitch\nAll my niggas lit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Y&T 2\n artist: 42 Dugg\n album: Young & Turnt 2\n duration_ms: 121000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I got that white shit on too, bitch (Y'all know what the fuck that is)\n By now y'all know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout (Ya dig)\n Yeah, young turnt nigga, bitch, the movement\n\n All these bitches do is gossip (That's all)\n Fuck findin' love where them blocks at\n Ho tellin me I'm toxic, she done fucked a ho, what projects?\n See a buss down by a nigga on my way to Avianne\n Took a ho to Tiffany's, she ain't ever been off Connors\n I got niggas locked in Adrian, still talk shit like Browner\n I see a bad bitch and I want her,\n Either I'm prolly fuckin' or I'm gone\n Yeah, this coat by Saint Laurent, can't say I ain't the one\n Make my bitch suck dick for hours and she swear I hate to cum\n Might call my bro, like, \"Make your jump\"\n Bitch had my paper, I hate to front\n Got places for dinner, got places for lunch\n She love a nigga but hate to stunt\n I'm young and turnt, can't make this up\n My bitches all bad, talkin' eights and up\n Tell 'em, \"Knock her off,\" won't say for what\n Two hunnid, the jury, no safe for us\n I'm safe enough, put me in the game, I'm lacin' up\n No, I lace enough, dawg, I'm raisin' mutts, paws\n My niggas all hatin', shit, it's not the same, it's different\n Cost forty-five plane, not to mention\n 'Nother twenty-five bucks on the right wrist\n Told a ho, I wanna fuck, I don't like kissin'\n Big face, presidents, I don't like niggas (Ayy)\n\n Said a bitch freaky and I know it\n Look at my wrist, I'm glowin'\n Big face go as I point\n Don't even gotta tell me, I'm knowin'\n She goin', she goin', she goin', she gone\n I'm young and turnt on my own\n Can't wait 'til my brother get home\n I'm young and turnt in this bitch\n All my niggas lit\n\n Ayy, what you would do for a tip?\n Ho, it don't even matter, I'm rich\n Prolly fuck my brother, my cousin\n Got niggas still textin' they love you\n For the night, baby, fuck your nigga\n Porsche white, blue, fuck it, nigga, I'm sippin'\n For the ATL, I'm crippin'\n For the nineteen it don't really make a difference\n And keep it real, I don't really like mentions\n Most niggas snitchin', tip 'em (Rats)\n Fuck nigga, just keep your distance\n Lamb' truck, hell nah, I don't eat out\n Double Cs on my bitch when her feet out\n Big Bs all over the treehouse\n\n Said a bitch freaky and I know it\n Look at my wrist, I'm glowin'\n Big face go as I point\n Don't even gotta tell me, I'm knowin'\n She goin', she goin', she goin', she gone\n I'm young and turnt on my own\n Can't wait 'til my brother get home\n I'm young and turnt in this bitch\n All my niggas lit\n"},{"id":3740590,"name":"Y&T 2","trackName":"Y&T 2","artistName":"42 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too, bitch (Y'all know what the fuck that is)\nBy now y'all know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout (Ya dig)\nYeah, young turnt nigga, bitch, the movement\n\nAll these bitches do is gossip (That's all)\nFuck findin' love where them blocks at\nHo tellin me I'm toxic, she done fucked a ho, what projects?\nSee a buss down by a nigga on my way to Avianne\nTook a ho to Tiffany's, she ain't ever been off Connors\nI got niggas locked in Adrian, still talk shit like Browner\nI see a bad bitch and I want her, either I'm prolly fuckin' or I'm gone\nYeah, this coat by Saint Laurent, can't say I ain't the one\nMake my bitch suck dick for hours and she swear I hate to cum\nMight call my bro, like, \"Make your jump\"\nBitch had my paper, I hate to front\nGot places for dinner, got places for lunch\nShe love a nigga but hate to stunt\nI'm young and turnt, can't make this up\nMy bitches all bad, talkin' eights and up\nTell 'em, \"Knock her off,\" won't say for what\nTwo hunnid, the jury, no safe for 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ain't ever been off Connors\n[00:20.92] I got niggas locked in Adrian, still talk shit like Browner\n[00:26.49] I see a bad bitch and I want her, either I'm prolly fuckin' or I'm gone\n[00:29.47] Yeah, this coat by Saint Laurent, can't say I ain't the one\n[00:32.56] Make my bitch suck dick for hours and she swear I hate to cum\n[00:35.35] Might call my bro, like, \"Make your jump\"\n[00:36.91] Bitch had my paper, I hate to front\n[00:38.35] Got places for dinner, got places for lunch\n[00:39.90] She love a nigga but hate to stunt\n[00:41.38] I'm young and turnt, can't make this up\n[00:42.96] My bitches all bad, talkin' eights and up\n[00:44.38] Tell 'em, \"Knock her off,\" won't say for what\n[00:45.84] Two hunnid, the jury, no safe for us\n[00:47.48] I'm safe enough, put me in the game, I'm lacin' up\n[00:48.12] No, I lace enough, dawg, I'm raisin' mutts, paws\n[00:53.35] My niggas all hatin', shit, it's not the same, it's different\n[00:56.26] Cost forty-five plane, not to 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