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It's our turn, baby\n\nGator boots (Gator boots)\nWith the pimped out Gucci suits (With them Gucci suits)\nAin't got no job, but I stay sharp (I stay sharp)\nCan't pay my rent (I can't pay my rent)\n\n'Cause all my money's spent (Mmm hmm)\nBut that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly (Damn 'cause I'm so fly)\nGot a quarter tank of gas\nIn my new E class (In my E-Class Benz)\n\nBut that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride\nGot everything (We got everything)\nIn my momma name (In my momma name)\nBut I'm hood rich (Uh huh) na-na-na-na...\n\nGet your k-uh, k-uh-car, play gems gone shine\nAnd make sure mom get a mink\nBaby girl let's ride (Let's ride)\nYou a number one stunna, and we gon' glide\n\nAnd go straight to the mall and tear down the inside\nDo that Prada, Gucci, full length leather (Leather)\nBourbon's cool or Coogi sweater (Sweater)\nTwenty-inches pop my feather\n\nThe Birdman dad I fly in any weather\nAlligator seats with the head in the inside\nSwine on the dash, G-wagon is so fly\nNumber one don't tangle and twist it\n\nWhen they come to these cars I am that nigga\nThe k-uh, k-uh-Coogi with the matchin' interior\nThree wheel ride with the tire in the middle\nIt's Fresh and Stunna, and we like brothers\nWe shine like paint daddy, it's our summer\n\nGator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits\nAin't got no job, but I stay sharp\nCan't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent\nBut that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly\n\nGot a quarter tank of gas in my new E class\nBut that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride\nGot everything in my momma name\nBut I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na...\n\nHave you ever seen a crocodile seats in the truck?\nTurn around sit it down and let 'em bite your butt\nSee the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani\nWith your baby momma player is where you can find me\n\nPushin' through the parking lot on twenty fours\nCadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose\nWith an navigation arrow headed straight to your spot\nWhere your wife really love me cause the sex is so hot\n\nPut the Caddy up, start the three wheel Benz (Skrrt)\nHyper white lights, ultra-violet lens\nSuma-tuma tires and they gotta be run flat\nTV where the horn go, \"Boy can you top that?\"\n\nI'ma show you some shit rookie press that button\nThe trunk went ah-ah and all of a sudden\nFour fifteen's didn't see no wires\nAnd then I heard (boom!) from the amplifiers\n\nGator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits\nAin't got no job, but I stay sharp\nCan't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent\nBut that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly\n\nGot a quarter tank of gas in my new E class\nBut that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride\nGot everything in my momma name\nBut I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na...\n\nLemme slide in the Benz (Shit) with the fished out fins\nImpala loud pipes, drinkin' the Henn'\nIt's the Birdie-Birdie Man I'll do it again\nIn a Cadillac truck twenty-fours with tens\n\nLooking at my Gucci it's about that time\nSix bad broads flying in at nine\nNew Suburban Truck with the porno showing\nUp and down and up they go and\n\nBodies on the Roadster Lexus you know what?\nThat hard-top beamer (ay, ay) yo Ma', that's your truck\nI'm comin' up, the hood been lovely\nNew shoes on the whip and I wake up to bubbly (bubbly)\n\nFour-thirty Lex with the convertible top\nAnd the rims keeps spinning every time I stop\nGot a superman Benz that I scored from Shaq\nWith a ol' school Caddy with a \"diamond in the back\"\n\nGator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits\nAin't got no job, but I stay sharp\nCan't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent\nBut that's okay, 'cause I'm Still Fly\n\nGot a quarter tank of gas in my new E class\nBut that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride\nGot everything in my momma name\nBut I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na\nNumba one stunna, pimp, ain't it fresh","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.94] Whassup Fresh? It's our turn, baby\n[00:05.39] Gator boots (Gator boots)\n[00:06.85] With the pimped out Gucci suits (With them Gucci suits)\n[00:09.79] Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp (I stay sharp)\n[00:14.55] Can't pay my rent (I can't pay my rent)\n[00:18.44] 'Cause all my money's spent (Mmm hmm)\n[00:19.59] But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly (Damn 'cause I'm so fly)\n[00:25.60] Got a quarter tank of gas\n[00:27.46] In my new E class (In my E-Class Benz)\n[00:30.54] But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride\n[00:30.82] Got everything (We got everything)\n[00:31.33] In my momma name (In my momma name)\n[00:31.66] But I'm hood rich (Uh huh) na-na-na-na...\n[00:32.15] Get your k-uh, k-uh-car, play gems gone shine\n[00:32.45] And make sure mom get a mink\n[00:33.10] Baby girl let's ride (Let's ride)\n[00:33.77] You a number one stunna, and we gon' glide\n[00:34.51] And go straight to the mall and tear down the inside\n[00:36.39] Do that Prada, Gucci, full length leather (Leather)\n[00:39.57] Bourbon's cool or Coogi sweater (Sweater)\n[00:42.78] Twenty-inches pop my feather\n[00:45.07] The Birdman dad I fly in any weather\n[00:47.63] Alligator seats with the head in the inside\n[00:50.33] Swine on the dash, G-wagon is so fly\n[00:52.67] Number one don't tangle and twist it\n[00:55.87] When they come to these cars I am that nigga\n[00:58.45] The k-uh, k-uh-Coogi with the matchin' interior\n[01:00.57] Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle\n[01:03.71] It's Fresh and Stunna, and we like brothers\n[01:06.66] We shine like paint daddy, it's our summer\n[01:09.28] Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits\n[01:13.77] Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp\n[01:20.06] Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent\n[01:25.03] But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly\n[01:31.04] Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class\n[01:35.50] But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride\n[01:41.39] Got everything in my momma name\n[01:46.34] But I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na...\n[01:51.89] Have you ever seen a crocodile seats in the truck?\n[01:54.73] Turn around sit it down and let 'em bite your butt\n[01:57.49] See the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani\n[02:00.32] With your baby momma player is where you can find me\n[02:03.26] Pushin' through the parking lot on twenty fours\n[02:05.85] Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose\n[02:08.26] With an navigation arrow headed straight to your spot\n[02:11.12] Where your wife really love me cause the sex is so hot\n[02:14.06] Put the Caddy up, start the three wheel Benz (Skrrt)\n[02:16.63] Hyper white lights, ultra-violet lens\n[02:18.73] Suma-tuma tires and they gotta be run flat\n[02:21.95] TV where the horn go, \"Boy can you top that?\"\n[02:25.00] I'ma show you some shit rookie press that button\n[02:27.40] The trunk went ah-ah and all of a sudden\n[02:30.02] Four fifteen's didn't see no wires\n[02:32.42] And then I heard (boom!) from the amplifiers\n[02:35.54] Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits\n[02:40.39] Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp\n[02:45.88] Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent\n[02:50.37] But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly\n[02:56.66] Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class\n[03:02.41] But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride\n[03:07.73] Got everything in my momma name\n[03:12.94] But I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na...\n[03:17.97] Lemme slide in the Benz (Shit) with the fished out fins\n[03:21.19] Impala loud pipes, drinkin' the Henn'\n[03:24.08] It's the Birdie-Birdie Man I'll do it again\n[03:26.10] In a Cadillac truck twenty-fours with tens\n[03:29.40] Looking at my Gucci it's about that time\n[03:32.17] Six bad broads flying in at nine\n[03:34.54] New Suburban Truck with the porno showing\n[03:37.30] Up and down and up they go and\n[03:39.90] Bodies on the Roadster Lexus you know what?\n[03:42.93] That hard-top beamer (ay, ay) yo Ma', that's your truck\n[03:46.11] I'm comin' up, the hood been lovely\n[03:49.07] New shoes on the whip and I wake up to bubbly (bubbly)\n[03:51.19] Four-thirty Lex with the convertible top\n[03:53.58] And the rims keeps spinning every time I stop\n[03:56.20] Got a superman Benz that I scored from Shaq\n[03:59.05] With a ol' school Caddy with a \"diamond in the back\"\n[04:01.61] Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits\n[04:06.91] Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp\n[04:10.69] Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent\n[04:16.11] But that's okay, 'cause I'm Still Fly\n[04:17.92] Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class\n[04:18.21] But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride\n[04:18.53] Got everything in my momma name\n[04:18.76] But I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na\n[04:19.30] Numba one stunna, pimp, ain't it fresh\n[04:19.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Tymers - Still Fly\n  artist: Big Tymers\n  album: Big Tymers\n  duration_ms: 266000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Whassup Fresh? 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It's our turn, baby\n\n  Gator boots (Gator boots)\n  With the pimped out Gucci suits (With them Gucci suits)\n  Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp (I stay sharp)\n  Can't pay my rent (I can't pay my rent)\n\n  'Cause all my money's spent (Mmm hmm)\n  But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly (Damn 'cause I'm so fly)\n  Got a quarter tank of gas\n  In my new E class (In my E-Class Benz)\n\n  But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride\n  Got everything (We got everything)\n  In my momma name (In my momma name)\n  But I'm hood rich (Uh huh) na-na-na-na...\n\n  Get your k-uh, k-uh-car, play gems gone shine\n  And make sure mom get a mink\n  Baby girl let's ride (Let's ride)\n  You a number one stunna, and we gon' glide\n\n  And go straight to the mall and tear down the inside\n  Do that Prada, Gucci, full length leather (Leather)\n  Bourbon's cool or Coogi sweater (Sweater)\n  Twenty-inches pop my feather\n\n  The Birdman dad I fly in any weather\n  Alligator seats with the head in the inside\n  Swine on the dash, G-wagon is so fly\n  Number one don't tangle and twist it\n\n  When they come to these cars I am that nigga\n  The k-uh, k-uh-Coogi with the matchin' interior\n  Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle\n  It's Fresh and Stunna, and we like brothers\n  We shine like paint daddy, it's our summer\n\n  Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits\n  Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp\n  Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent\n  But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly\n\n  Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class\n  But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride\n  Got everything in my momma name\n  But I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na...\n\n  Have you ever seen a crocodile seats in the truck?\n  Turn around sit it down and let 'em bite your butt\n  See the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani\n  With your baby momma player is where you can find me\n\n  Pushin' through the parking lot on twenty fours\n  Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose\n  With an navigation arrow headed straight to your spot\n  Where your wife really love me cause the sex is so hot\n\n  Put the Caddy up, start the three wheel Benz (Skrrt)\n  Hyper white lights, ultra-violet lens\n  Suma-tuma tires and they gotta be run flat\n  TV where the horn go, \"Boy can you top that?\"\n\n  I'ma show you some shit rookie press that button\n  The trunk went ah-ah and all of a sudden\n  Four fifteen's didn't see no wires\n  And then I heard (boom!) from the amplifiers\n\n  Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits\n  Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp\n  Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent\n  But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly\n\n  Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class\n  But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride\n  Got everything in my momma name\n  But I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na...\n\n  Lemme slide in the Benz (Shit) with the fished out fins\n  Impala loud pipes, drinkin' the Henn'\n  It's the Birdie-Birdie Man I'll do it again\n  In a Cadillac truck twenty-fours with tens\n\n  Looking at my Gucci it's about that time\n  Six bad broads flying in at nine\n  New Suburban Truck with the porno showing\n  Up and down and up they go and\n\n  Bodies on the Roadster Lexus you know what?\n  That hard-top beamer (ay, ay) yo Ma', that's your truck\n  I'm comin' up, the hood been lovely\n  New shoes on the whip and I wake up to bubbly (bubbly)\n\n  Four-thirty Lex with the convertible top\n  And the rims keeps spinning every time I stop\n  Got a superman Benz that I scored from Shaq\n  With a ol' school Caddy with a \"diamond in the back\"\n\n  Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits\n  Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp\n  Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent\n  But that's okay, 'cause I'm Still Fly\n\n  Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class\n  But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride\n  Got everything in my momma name\n  But I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na\n  Numba one stunna, pimp, ain't it fresh\n"},{"id":20836237,"name":"Still Fly","trackName":"Still Fly","artistName":"Big Tymers","albumName":"Big Tymers Videos","duration":265.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Whassup Fresh? 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It's our turn, baby\n\n  Gator boots (Gator boots)\n  With the pimped out Gucci suits (With them Gucci suits)\n  Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp (I stay sharp)\n  Can't pay my rent (I can't pay my rent)\n\n  'Cause all my money's spent (Mmm hmm)\n  But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly (Damn 'cause I'm so fly)\n  Got a quarter tank of gas\n  In my new E class (In my E-Class Benz)\n\n  But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride\n  Got everything (We got everything)\n  In my momma name (In my momma name)\n  But I'm hood rich (Uh huh) na-na-na-na...\n\n  Get your k-uh, k-uh-car, play gems gone shine\n  And make sure mom get a mink\n  Baby girl let's ride (Let's ride)\n  You a number one stunna, and we gon' glide\n\n  And go straight to the mall and tear down the inside\n  Do that Prada, Gucci, full length leather (Leather)\n  Bourbon's cool or Coogi sweater (Sweater)\n  Twenty-inches pop my feather\n\n  The Birdman dad I fly in any weather\n  Alligator seats with the head in the inside\n  Swine on the dash, G-wagon is so fly\n  Number one don't tangle and twist it\n\n  When they come to these cars I am that nigga\n  The k-uh, k-uh-Coogi with the matchin' interior\n  Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle\n  It's Fresh and Stunna, and we like brothers\n  We shine like paint daddy, it's our summer\n\n  Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits\n  Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp\n  Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent\n  But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly\n\n  Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class\n  But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride\n  Got everything in my momma name\n  But I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na...\n\n  Have you ever seen a crocodile seats in the truck?\n  Turn around sit it down and let 'em bite your butt\n  See the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani\n  With your baby momma player is where you can find me\n\n  Pushin' through the parking lot on twenty fours\n  Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose\n  With an navigation arrow headed straight to your spot\n  Where your wife really love me cause the sex is so hot\n\n  Put the Caddy up, start the three wheel Benz (Skrrt)\n  Hyper white lights, ultra-violet lens\n  Suma-tuma tires and they gotta be run flat\n  TV where the horn go, \"Boy can you top that?\"\n\n  I'ma show you some shit rookie press that button\n  The trunk went ah-ah and all of a sudden\n  Four fifteen's didn't see no wires\n  And then I heard (boom!) from the amplifiers\n\n  Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits\n  Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp\n  Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent\n  But that's okay, 'cause I'm still fly\n\n  Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class\n  But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride\n  Got everything in my momma name\n  But I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na...\n\n  Lemme slide in the Benz (Shit) with the fished out fins\n  Impala loud pipes, drinkin' the Henn'\n  It's the Birdie-Birdie Man I'll do it again\n  In a Cadillac truck twenty-fours with tens\n\n  Looking at my Gucci it's about that time\n  Six bad broads flying in at nine\n  New Suburban Truck with the porno showing\n  Up and down and up they go and\n\n  Bodies on the Roadster Lexus you know what?\n  That hard-top beamer (ay, ay) yo Ma', that's your truck\n  I'm comin' up, the hood been lovely\n  New shoes on the whip and I wake up to bubbly (bubbly)\n\n  Four-thirty Lex with the convertible top\n  And the rims keeps spinning every time I stop\n  Got a superman Benz that I scored from Shaq\n  With a ol' school Caddy with a \"diamond in the back\"\n\n  Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits\n  Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp\n  Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent\n  But that's okay, 'cause I'm Still Fly\n\n  Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class\n  But that's alright, 'cause I'm gon' ride\n  Got everything in my momma name\n  But I'm hood rich, na-na-na-na\n  Numba one stunna, pimp, ain't it fresh\n"}]