[{"id":32691970,"name":"Rich Off Rap","trackName":"Rich Off Rap","artistName":"BigXthaPlug","albumName":"TAKE CARE","duration":29.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Give it to me, give it to me\nGive it to me, give it to me\nGive me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\nGive it to me, baby\nGive it to me, baby\n\nAyy\nEverything that I wanted stood up and went got it\nDon't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\nWadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\nStart rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\nNiggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\nThey big and they solid, no need for no wallet\nSix pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\nNo deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\nIn these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\nIf bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\nBig TRX, Big FN inside it\nGot more shots than mileage, don't think you should try it\nCame up off a bag, might just tell bae to style me\nMy jeweler the man, think its perfect timin'\nAll this shit adrenaline, aight stay behind me\nHad to stop kickin' doors, made too much off of ramen\nI come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\nNo I don't take a Colin to cap bout a body\nPartner just fou(nd) 'bout a bitch tryna rob me\nIts cool, bet I had that ho son missin' mommy\nThese niggas be broke with no job callin' Tommy\nEnough about them 'cause the real niggas shine\nGot a 30k smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\nAll this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey\n\nGive it to me, baby\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rich Off Rap\n  artist: BigXthaPlug\n  album: TAKE CARE\n  duration_ms: 29000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Give it to me, give it to me\n  Give it to me, give it to me\n  Give me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\n  Give it to me, baby\n  Give it to me, baby\n\n  Ayy\n  Everything that I wanted stood up and went got it\n  Don't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\n  Wadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\n  Start rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\n  Niggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\n  They big and they solid, no need for no wallet\n  Six pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\n  No deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\n  In these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\n  If bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\n  Big TRX, Big FN inside it\n  Got more shots than mileage, don't think you should try it\n  Came up off a bag, might just tell bae to style me\n  My jeweler the man, think its perfect timin'\n  All this shit adrenaline, aight stay behind me\n  Had to stop kickin' doors, made too much off of ramen\n  I come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\n  No I don't take a Colin to cap bout a body\n  Partner just fou(nd) 'bout a bitch tryna rob me\n  Its cool, bet I had that ho son missin' mommy\n  These niggas be broke with no job callin' Tommy\n  Enough about them 'cause the real niggas shine\n  Got a 30k smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\n  All this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey\n\n  Give it to me, baby\n  Rich nigga make cash off music\n  Broke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\n  Hit the club and I still went stupid\n  Throwing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n  'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\n  And they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Rich nigga make cash off music\n  Broke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\n  Hit the club and I still went stupid\n  Throwing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n  'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\n  And they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n"},{"id":16856374,"name":"Rich Off Rap","trackName":"Rich Off Rap","artistName":"BigXthaPlug","albumName":"TAKE CARE (DELUXE)","duration":120.066,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Give it to me, give it to me\nGive it to me, give it to me\nGive me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\nGive it to me, baby\nGive it to me, baby\n\nAyy\nEverything that I wanted stood up and went got it\nDon't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\nWadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\nStart rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\nNiggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\nThey big and they solid, no need for no wallet\nSix pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\nNo deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\nIn these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\nIf bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\nBig TRX, Big FN inside it\nGot more shots than mileage, don't think you should try it\nCame up off a bag, might just tell bae to style me\nMy jeweler the man, think its perfect timin'\nAll this shit adrenaline, aight stay behind me\nHad to stop kickin' doors, made too much off of ramen\nI come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\nNo I don't take a Colin to cap bout a body\nPartner just fou(nd) 'bout a bitch tryna rob me\nIts cool, bet I had that ho son missin' mommy\nThese niggas be broke with no job callin' Tommy\nEnough about them 'cause the real niggas shine\nGot a 30k smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\nAll this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey\n\nGive it to me, baby\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rich Off Rap\n  artist: BigXthaPlug\n  album: TAKE CARE (DELUXE)\n  duration_ms: 120066\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Give it to me, give it to me\n  Give it to me, give it to me\n  Give me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\n  Give it to me, baby\n  Give it to me, baby\n\n  Ayy\n  Everything that I wanted stood up and went got it\n  Don't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\n  Wadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\n  Start rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\n  Niggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\n  They big and they solid, no need for no wallet\n  Six pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\n  No deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\n  In these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\n  If bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\n  Big TRX, Big FN inside it\n  Got more shots than mileage, don't think you should try it\n  Came up off a bag, might just tell bae to style me\n  My jeweler the man, think its perfect timin'\n  All this shit adrenaline, aight stay behind me\n  Had to stop kickin' doors, made too much off of ramen\n  I come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\n  No I don't take a Colin to cap bout a body\n  Partner just fou(nd) 'bout a bitch tryna rob me\n  Its cool, bet I had that ho son missin' mommy\n  These niggas be broke with no job callin' Tommy\n  Enough about them 'cause the real niggas shine\n  Got a 30k smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\n  All this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey\n\n  Give it to me, baby\n  Rich nigga make cash off music\n  Broke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\n  Hit the club and I still went stupid\n  Throwing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n  'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\n  And they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Rich nigga make cash off music\n  Broke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\n  Hit the club and I still went stupid\n  Throwing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n  'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\n  And they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n"},{"id":13564580,"name":"Rich Off Rap","trackName":"Rich Off Rap","artistName":"BigXthaPlug","albumName":"TAKE CARE","duration":120.066667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Give it to me, give it to me\nGive it to me, give it to me\nGive me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\nGive it to me, baby\nGive it to me, baby\n\nAyy\nEverything that I wanted stood up and went got it\nDon't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\nWadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\nStart rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\nNiggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\nThey big and they solid, no need for no wallet\nSix pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\nNo deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\nIn these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\nIf bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\nBig TRX, Big FN inside it\nGot more shots than mileage, don't think you should try it\nCame up off a bag, might just tell bae to style me\nMy jeweler the man, think its perfect timin'\nAll this shit adrenaline, aight stay behind me\nHad to stop kickin' doors, made too much off of ramen\nI come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\nNo I don't take a Colin to cap bout a body\nPartner just fou(nd) 'bout a bitch tryna rob me\nIts cool, bet I had that ho son missin' mommy\nThese niggas be broke with no job callin' Tommy\nEnough about them 'cause the real niggas shine\nGot a 30k smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\nAll this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey\n\nGive it to me, baby\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rich Off Rap\n  artist: BigXthaPlug\n  album: TAKE CARE\n  duration_ms: 120067\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Give it to me, give it to me\n  Give it to me, give it to me\n  Give me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\n  Give it to me, baby\n  Give it to me, baby\n\n  Ayy\n  Everything that I wanted stood up and went got it\n  Don't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\n  Wadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\n  Start rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\n  Niggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\n  They big and they solid, no need for no wallet\n  Six pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\n  No deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\n  In these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\n  If bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\n  Big TRX, Big FN inside it\n  Got more shots than mileage, don't think you should try it\n  Came up off a bag, might just tell bae to style me\n  My jeweler the man, think its perfect timin'\n  All this shit adrenaline, aight stay behind me\n  Had to stop kickin' doors, made too much off of ramen\n  I come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\n  No I don't take a Colin to cap bout a body\n  Partner just fou(nd) 'bout a bitch tryna rob me\n  Its cool, bet I had that ho son missin' mommy\n  These niggas be broke with no job callin' Tommy\n  Enough about them 'cause the real niggas shine\n  Got a 30k smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\n  All this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey\n\n  Give it to me, baby\n  Rich nigga make cash off music\n  Broke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\n  Hit the club and I still went stupid\n  Throwing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n  'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\n  And they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Rich nigga make cash off music\n  Broke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\n  Hit the club and I still went stupid\n  Throwing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n  'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\n  And they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n"},{"id":22411117,"name":"Rich Off Rap","trackName":"Rich Off Rap","artistName":"BigXthaPlug","albumName":"TAKE CARE","duration":130.53885,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Give it to me, give it to me\nGive it to me, give it to me\nGive me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\nGive it to me, baby\nGive it to me, baby\n\nAyy\nEverything that I wanted stood up and went got it\nDon't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\nWadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\nStart rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\nNiggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\nThey big and they solid, no need for no wallet\nSix pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\nNo deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\nIn these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\nIf bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\nBig TRX, Big FN inside it\nGot more shots than mileage, don't think you should try it\nCame up off a bag, might just tell bae to style me\nMy jeweler the man, think its perfect timin'\nAll this shit adrenaline, aight stay behind me\nHad to stop kickin' doors, made too much off of ramen\nI come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\nNo I don't take a Colin to cap bout a body\nPartner just fou(nd) 'bout a bitch tryna rob me\nIts cool, bet I had that ho son missin' mommy\nThese niggas be broke with no job callin' Tommy\nEnough about them 'cause the real niggas shine\nGot a 30k smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\nAll this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey\n\nGive it to me, baby\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rich Off Rap\n  artist: BigXthaPlug\n  album: TAKE CARE\n  duration_ms: 130539\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Give it to me, give it to me\n  Give it to me, give it to me\n  Give me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\n  Give it to me, baby\n  Give it to me, baby\n\n  Ayy\n  Everything that I wanted stood up and went got it\n  Don't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\n  Wadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\n  Start rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\n  Niggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\n  They big and they solid, no need for no wallet\n  Six pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\n  No deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\n  In these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\n  If bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\n  Big TRX, Big FN inside it\n  Got more shots than mileage, don't think you should try it\n  Came up off a bag, might just tell bae to style me\n  My jeweler the man, think its perfect timin'\n  All this shit adrenaline, aight stay behind me\n  Had to stop kickin' doors, made too much off of ramen\n  I come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\n  No I don't take a Colin to cap bout a body\n  Partner just fou(nd) 'bout a bitch tryna rob me\n  Its cool, bet I had that ho son missin' mommy\n  These niggas be broke with no job callin' Tommy\n  Enough about them 'cause the real niggas shine\n  Got a 30k smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\n  All this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey\n\n  Give it to me, baby\n  Rich nigga make cash off music\n  Broke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\n  Hit the club and I still went stupid\n  Throwing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n  'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\n  And they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Rich nigga make cash off music\n  Broke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\n  Hit the club and I still went stupid\n  Throwing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n  'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\n  And they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n"},{"id":36672837,"name":"Rich Off Rap","trackName":"Rich Off Rap","artistName":"BigXthaPlug","albumName":"TAKE CARE","duration":null,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Give it to me, give it to me\nGive it to me, give it to me\nGive me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\nGive it to me, baby\nGive it to me, baby\n\nAyy\nEverything that I wanted stood up and went got it\nDon't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\nWadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\nStart rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\nNiggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\nThey big and they solid, no need for no wallet\nSix pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\nNo deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\nIn these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\nIf bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\nBig TRX, Big FN inside it\nGot more shots than mileage, don't think you should try it\nCame up off a bag, might just tell bae to style me\nMy jeweler the man, think its perfect timin'\nAll this shit adrenaline, aight stay behind me\nHad to stop kickin' doors, made too much off of ramen\nI come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\nNo I don't take a Colin to cap bout a body\nPartner just fou(nd) 'bout a bitch tryna rob me\nIts cool, bet I had that ho son missin' mommy\nThese niggas be broke with no job callin' Tommy\nEnough about them 'cause the real niggas shine\nGot a 30k smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\nAll this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey\n\nGive it to me, baby\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rich Off Rap\n  artist: BigXthaPlug\n  album: TAKE CARE\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Give it to me, give it to me\n  Give it to me, give it to me\n  Give me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\n  Give it to me, baby\n  Give it to me, baby\n\n  Ayy\n  Everything that I wanted stood up and went got it\n  Don't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\n  Wadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\n  Start rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\n  Niggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\n  They big and they solid, no need for no wallet\n  Six pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\n  No deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\n  In these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\n  If bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\n  Big TRX, Big FN inside it\n  Got more shots than mileage, don't think you should try it\n  Came up off a bag, might just tell bae to style me\n  My jeweler the man, think its perfect timin'\n  All this shit adrenaline, aight stay behind me\n  Had to stop kickin' doors, made too much off of ramen\n  I come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\n  No I don't take a Colin to cap bout a body\n  Partner just fou(nd) 'bout a bitch tryna rob me\n  Its cool, bet I had that ho son missin' mommy\n  These niggas be broke with no job callin' Tommy\n  Enough about them 'cause the real niggas shine\n  Got a 30k smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\n  All this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey\n\n  Give it to me, baby\n  Rich nigga make cash off music\n  Broke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\n  Hit the club and I still went stupid\n  Throwing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n  'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\n  And they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Rich nigga make cash off music\n  Broke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\n  Hit the club and I still went stupid\n  Throwing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n  'Member bitches just wanna be friends? 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Now I'm up\n  And they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n"},{"id":39171824,"name":"Rich Off Rap","trackName":"Rich Off Rap","artistName":"BigXthaPlug","albumName":"TAKE CARE (DELUXE)","duration":30.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Give it to me, give it to me\nGive it to me, give it to me\nGive me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\nGive it to me, baby\nGive it to me, baby\n\nAyy\nEverything that I wanted stood up and went got it\nDon't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\nWadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\nStart rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\nNiggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\nThey big and they solid, no need for no wallet\nSix pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\nNo deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\nIn these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\nIf bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\nBig TRX, Big FN inside it\nGot more shots than mileage, don't think you should try it\nCame up off a bag, might just tell bae to style me\nMy jeweler the man, think its perfect timin'\nAll this shit adrenaline, aight stay behind me\nHad to stop kickin' doors, made too much off of ramen\nI come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\nNo I don't take a Colin to cap bout a body\nPartner just fou(nd) 'bout a bitch tryna rob me\nIts cool, bet I had that ho son missin' mommy\nThese niggas be broke with no job callin' Tommy\nEnough about them 'cause the real niggas shine\nGot a 30k smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\nAll this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey\n\nGive it to me, baby\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? 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just spoke 'bout a bitch tryna rob me, it's cool\n  But I had that ho son missin' mommy\n  These nigga be broke with no job, call 'em Tommy\n  Enough about them 'cause the real nigga shinin'\n  Got a 30K smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\n  All this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey (hey)\n\n  Give it to me, baby\n\n  Rich nigga make cash off music\n  Broke the bank on my teeth, another band on my feet\n  Hit the club and I still went stupid\n  Throwin' ones, sayin', \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n  'Member bitches just wanted to be friends\n  Now I'm up and they yellin', \"Big, gimme a chance\"\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\n  Rich nigga make cash off music\n  Broke the bank on my teeth, another band on my feet\n  Hit the club and I still went stupid\n  Throwin' ones, sayin', \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n  'Member bitches just wanted to be friends\n  Now I'm up and they yellin', 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hand\n[01:38.26] 'Member bitches just wanted to be friends\n[01:39.73] Now I'm up and they yellin', \"Big, gimme a chance\"\n[01:42.34] Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n[01:50.04] Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n[01:52.42] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 14 - Rich Off Rap\n  artist: BigXthaPlug\n  album: TAKE CARE\n  duration_ms: 120000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Give it to me, give it to me\n  start_ms: 80\n  end_ms: 1930\n- text: Give it to me (ayo, Sheff), give it to me\n  start_ms: 1930\n  end_ms: 3360\n- text: Give me the stuff (tuned up)\n  start_ms: 3360\n  end_ms: 4700\n- text: That sweet funky stuff (oh, oh)\n  start_ms: 4700\n  end_ms: 7970\n- text: Give it to me, baby\n  start_ms: 7970\n  end_ms: 15780\n- text: Give it to me, baby\n  start_ms: 15780\n  end_ms: 22310\n- text: Ay, everything that I wanted, stood up and went got it\n  start_ms: 22310\n  end_ms: 24970\n- text: Don't think I'm the hottest, shit, watch 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Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n"},{"id":15978764,"name":"Rich Off Rap [Clean]","trackName":"Rich Off Rap [Clean]","artistName":"BigXthaPlug","albumName":"TAKE CARE","duration":120.11102,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Give it to me, give it to me\nGive it to me, give it to me\nGive me the stuff, that sweet funky stuff\nGive it to me, baby\nGive it to me, baby\n\nAyy\nEverything that I wanted stood up and went got it\nDon't think I'm the hottest, shit watch how I pop it\nWadn't good with the green, off the rocks I made profit\nStart rappin' and I done took off like a rocket\nNiggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\nThey big and they solid, no need for no wallet\nSix pockets full, my whole hood they behind me\nNo deal, I'm declining, don't think I'ma sign\nIn these streets I'm thе biggest, the fuck would I hide it\nIf bro talkin' slidin' thеn fuck it I'm ridin'\nBig TRX, Big FN inside it\nGot more shots than mileage, don't think you should try 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Now I'm up\nAnd they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanna be friends? 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Now I'm up\n  And they yelling, \"Big, give me a chance!\"\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Rich nigga make cash off music\n  Broke the bank on my teeth, 'nother band on my feet\n  Hit the club and I still went stupid\n  Throwing ones saying, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n  Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n  'Member bitches just wanna be friends? 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streets I'm the biggest, the fuck would I hide it?\nIf bro try to slide, then fuck it, I'm ridin'\nBig TRX, big FN inside it\nGot more shots than Molly, so don't think you should try it\nCame up off a bag, might just tell Vay to style me\nMy jeweler done blind me, think it's perfect timin'\nAll that shit a dream, the nightmares, they behind me\nHad stopped cookin' dope, made too much off rhymin'\n\nI come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\nNo, I don't take it kindly to cap about a body\nPartner just spoke 'bout a bitch tryna rob me, it's cool\nBut I had that ho son missin' mommy\nThese nigga be broke with no job, call 'em Tommy\nEnough about them 'cause the real nigga shinin'\nGot a 30K smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\nAll this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey (hey)\n\nGive it to me, baby\n\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, another band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowin' ones, sayin', \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanted to be friends\nNow I'm up and they yellin', \"Big, gimme a chance\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\nRich nigga make cash off music\nBroke the bank on my teeth, another band on my feet\nHit the club and I still went stupid\nThrowin' ones, sayin', \"Give it to me, baby\"\nPut the racks in the palm of my hand\n'Member bitches just wanted to be friends\nNow I'm up and they yellin', \"Big, gimme a chance\"\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\nSteady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.08] Give it to me, give it to me\n[00:01.93] Give it to me (ayo, Sheff), give it to me\n[00:03.36] Give me the stuff (tuned up)\n[00:04.70] That sweet funky stuff (oh, oh)\n[00:07.97] Give it to me, baby\n[00:15.78] Give it to me, baby\n[00:22.31] Ay, everything that I wanted, stood up and went got it\n[00:24.97] Don't think I'm the hottest, shit, watch how I pop it\n[00:26.90] Wasn't good with the green, off the rocks, I made profit\n[00:28.95] Started rappin', now I done took off like a rocket\n[00:31.04] Niggas be weird, steady watchin' my pockets\n[00:32.76] They big and they solid, no need for a wallet\n[00:35.07] Six pockets full, my whole hood, they behind me\n[00:36.87] No deal, I'm declinin', don't think I'ma sign it\n[00:38.74] In these streets I'm the biggest, the fuck would I hide it?\n[00:40.87] If bro try to slide, then fuck it, I'm ridin'\n[00:42.97] Big TRX, big FN inside it\n[00:44.68] Got more shots than Molly, so don't think you should try it\n[00:46.73] Came up off a bag, might just tell Vay to style me\n[00:48.73] My jeweler done blind me, think it's perfect timin'\n[00:50.98] All that shit a dream, the nightmares, they behind me\n[00:52.76] Had stopped cookin' dope, made too much off rhymin'\n[00:54.82] I come from that field, in the mud it get slimy\n[00:56.67] No, I don't take it kindly to cap about a body\n[00:58.72] Partner just spoke 'bout a bitch tryna rob me, it's cool\n[01:01.06] But I had that ho son missin' mommy\n[01:02.80] These nigga be broke with no job, call 'em Tommy\n[01:04.67] Enough about them 'cause the real nigga shinin'\n[01:06.63] Got a 30K smile in my mouth, I ain't lyin'\n[01:08.56] All this ice on my neck, I don't walk, now I'm glidin', hey (hey)\n[01:11.36] Give it to me, baby\n[01:12.61] Rich nigga make cash off music\n[01:14.50] Broke the bank on my teeth, another band on my feet\n[01:16.43] Hit the club and I still went stupid\n[01:18.42] Throwin' ones, sayin', \"Give it to me, baby\"\n[01:20.47] Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n[01:22.12] 'Member bitches just wanted to be friends\n[01:23.83] Now I'm up and they yellin', \"Big, gimme a chance\"\n[01:26.34] Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n[01:28.33] Rich nigga make cash off music\n[01:30.39] Broke the bank on my teeth, another band on my feet\n[01:32.39] Hit the club and I still went stupid\n[01:34.39] Throwin' ones, sayin', \"Give it to me, baby\"\n[01:36.36] Put the racks in the palm of my hand\n[01:38.26] 'Member bitches just wanted to be friends\n[01:39.73] Now I'm up and they yellin', \"Big, gimme a chance\"\n[01:42.34] Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n[01:50.04] Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n[01:52.42] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rich Off Rap [Explicit]\n  artist: BigXthaPlug\n  album: TAKE CARE (DELUXE) [Explicit]\n  duration_ms: 120000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Give it to me, give it to me\n  start_ms: 80\n  end_ms: 1930\n- text: Give it to me (ayo, Sheff), give it to me\n  start_ms: 1930\n  end_ms: 3360\n- text: Give me the stuff (tuned up)\n  start_ms: 3360\n  end_ms: 4700\n- text: That sweet funky stuff (oh, oh)\n  start_ms: 4700\n  end_ms: 7970\n- text: Give it to me, baby\n  start_ms: 7970\n  end_ms: 15780\n- text: Give it to me, baby\n  start_ms: 15780\n  end_ms: 22310\n- text: Ay, everything that I wanted, 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Now I'm up and they yellin', \"Big, gimme a chance\"\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n\n  Steady hollerin' out, \"Give it to me, baby\"\n"}]