[{"id":16777966,"name":"Ace Hood - On My Momma [Body Bag Vol. 2]","trackName":"Ace Hood - On My Momma [Body Bag Vol. 2]","artistName":"Ace Hood","albumName":"Ace Hood Videos","duration":272.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I swear to God I'll never be a fuck nigga\nFuck niggas not to quick to fucks with us\nChopper stretch a muscle like a body builder\nHood say he ratting like a Stewart Little, snitch\nFind his little homies in the sewer with him\nFool he think he tough, I got a crew of killers\nThey not satisfied till their momma miss them\nThey not satisfied till their momma miss them\nThese niggas talk tough, gon' get it\nGlock will knock off your snap back fitted\nHell yeah, my niggas turned up with it\nHopping out of that four door tinted\nFly nigga like sky miles\nGold chain and my locks down\nOn my momma, them killers with me\nThey just loving that gun sound\nFuck room with them, man she's crazy\nNo matter what, it's fuck you niggas pay me\nMy Rollie' cost a brick, I swear to God fool\nGot so many cars, it's like a drive through\n\nEveryday I gotta hustle bitch, that's on my momma\nI gotta keep it G, nothing less than one hundred\nMy Rolex super flooded, put that on my dog\nIf she with me, she gon' fuck and suck and all\nThat's on my momma, that's on my momma\nI'm stunting, I'm balling, bitch that's on my momma\nThis pistol, I keep it, that's on my momma\nMy niggas, we bout it, that's on my momma\n\nWhite on white the tray, I call that bitch Madonna\nChevy sits so high, I'm talking marijuana\nCounting up a million, damn near caught a boner\nLambo' coming soon, it's like it's Oklahoma\nFuck that I won't spare you nigga, fuck that I won't spare you hoes\nHell yeah I been getting that money, hell nah I won't sell my soul\nPut the word on my momma, I never snitched to your honor\nMy chopper's name is Obama, he bring change when there's drama\nI stay hood and I've been that, bad bitch I might tip that\nThief with me I click clack, purple lean I'm gon' sip that\nOn my momma my click ride, on my momma my niggas ball\nIn the club bout twenty bottles, hating niggas get pissed off\nEveryday I gotta hustle bitch, that's on my momma\nI gotta keep it G, nothing less than one hundred\nMy Rolex super flooded, put that on my dog\nIf she with me, she gon' fuck and suck and all\nThat's on my momma, that's on my momma\nI'm stunting, I'm balling, bitch that's on my momma\nThis pistol, I keep it, that's on my momma\nMy niggas, we bout it, that's on my momma","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ace Hood - On My Momma [Body Bag Vol. 2]\n  artist: Ace Hood\n  album: Ace Hood Videos\n  duration_ms: 272000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I swear to God I'll never be a fuck nigga\n  Fuck niggas not to quick to fucks with us\n  Chopper stretch a muscle like a body builder\n  Hood say he ratting like a Stewart Little, snitch\n  Find his little homies in the sewer with him\n  Fool he think he tough, I got a crew of killers\n  They not satisfied till their momma miss them\n  They not satisfied till their momma miss them\n  These niggas talk tough, gon' get it\n  Glock will knock off your snap back fitted\n  Hell yeah, my niggas turned up with it\n  Hopping out of that four door tinted\n  Fly nigga like sky miles\n  Gold chain and my locks down\n  On my momma, them killers with me\n  They just loving that gun sound\n  Fuck room with them, man she's crazy\n  No matter what, it's fuck you niggas pay me\n  My Rollie' cost a brick, I swear to God fool\n  Got so many cars, it's like a drive through\n\n  Everyday I gotta hustle bitch, that's on my momma\n  I gotta keep it G, nothing less than one hundred\n  My Rolex super flooded, put that on my dog\n  If she with me, she gon' fuck and suck and all\n  That's on my momma, that's on my momma\n  I'm stunting, I'm balling, bitch that's on my momma\n  This pistol, I keep it, that's on my momma\n  My niggas, we bout it, that's on my momma\n\n  White on white the tray, I call that bitch Madonna\n  Chevy sits so high, I'm talking marijuana\n  Counting up a million, damn near caught a boner\n  Lambo' coming soon, it's like it's Oklahoma\n  Fuck that I won't spare you nigga, fuck that I won't spare you hoes\n  Hell yeah I been getting that money, hell nah I won't sell my soul\n  Put the word on my momma, I never snitched to your honor\n  My chopper's name is Obama, he bring change when there's drama\n  I stay hood and I've been that, bad bitch I might tip that\n  Thief with me I click clack, purple lean I'm gon' sip that\n  On my momma my click ride, on my momma my niggas ball\n  In the club bout twenty bottles, hating niggas get pissed off\n  Everyday I gotta hustle bitch, that's on my momma\n  I gotta keep it G, nothing less than one hundred\n  My Rolex super flooded, put that on my dog\n  If she with me, she gon' fuck and suck and all\n  That's on my momma, that's on my momma\n  I'm stunting, I'm balling, bitch that's on my momma\n  This pistol, I keep it, that's on my momma\n  My niggas, we bout it, that's on my momma\n"},{"id":30707882,"name":"On My Momma [Prod. 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momma\nThis pistol, I keep it, that's on my momma\nMy niggas, we bout it, that's on my momma","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On My Momma (Prod by The Monarch)\n  artist: Ace Hood\n  album: Body Bag 2\n  duration_ms: 271000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I swear to God I'll never be a fuck nigga\n  Fuck niggas not to quick to fucks with us\n  Chopper stretch a muscle like a body builder\n  Hood say he ratting like a Stewart Little, snitch\n  Find his little homies in the sewer with him\n  Fool he think he tough, I got a crew of killers\n  They not satisfied till their momma miss them\n  They not satisfied till their momma miss them\n  These niggas talk tough, gon' get it\n  Glock will knock off your snap back fitted\n  Hell yeah, my niggas turned up with it\n  Hopping out of that four door tinted\n  Fly nigga like sky miles\n  Gold chain and my locks down\n  On my momma, them killers with me\n  They just loving that gun sound\n  Fuck room with them, man she's crazy\n  No matter what, it's fuck you niggas pay me\n  My Rollie' cost a brick, I swear to God fool\n  Got so many cars, it's like a drive through\n\n  Everyday I gotta hustle bitch, that's on my momma\n  I gotta keep it G, nothing less than one hundred\n  My Rolex super flooded, put that on my dog\n  If she with me, she gon' fuck and suck and all\n  That's on my momma, that's on my momma\n  I'm stunting, I'm balling, bitch that's on my momma\n  This pistol, I keep it, that's on my momma\n  My niggas, we bout it, that's on my momma\n\n  White on white the tray, I call that bitch Madonna\n  Chevy sits so high, I'm talking marijuana\n  Counting up a million, damn near caught a boner\n  Lambo' coming soon, it's like it's Oklahoma\n  Fuck that I won't spare you nigga, fuck that I won't spare you hoes\n  Hell yeah I been getting that money, hell nah I won't sell my soul\n  Put the word on my momma, I never snitched to your honor\n  My chopper's name is Obama, he bring change when there's drama\n  I stay hood and I've been that, bad bitch I might tip that\n  Thief with me I click clack, purple lean I'm gon' sip that\n  On my momma my click ride, on my momma my niggas ball\n  In the club bout twenty bottles, hating niggas get pissed off\n  Everyday I gotta hustle bitch, that's on my momma\n  I gotta keep it G, nothing less than one hundred\n  My Rolex super flooded, put that on my dog\n  If she with me, she gon' fuck and suck and all\n  That's on my momma, that's on my momma\n  I'm stunting, I'm balling, bitch that's on my momma\n  This pistol, I keep it, that's on my momma\n  My niggas, we bout it, that's on my momma\n"}]