[{"id":19382573,"name":"I Remember That Freak Bitch","trackName":"I Remember That Freak Bitch","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"Cypress Hill IV","duration":322.220438,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aiy-yo!\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the gloves bitch!)\n\nI used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\nHad it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit\nShe wanted to be a star, with big cars\nand all the fame that came my way I gotta say\nthat she was all that, and a bag of indo\nwith no seed, such a delightful weed\nI wish she was still around but, no she's gone\nI guess she got blessed and she got put on\nAiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb, was the\nbomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\nHad all the holy books, and notes to get still\nI never met another dealer with that appeal\nWith those electric eyes, hypnotized\nany wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\nBee eyes, bouncin five deep, clicked of innocence\nHangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\nMeditatin with her camp, gettin damp\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\ntil they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\nright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\nWhile she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the gloves bitch!)\n\nYeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\nor better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\nShe was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\nRaw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\nNever again will I meet a woman of her nature\nSkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\nLucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\nHe got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\nDamn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\nbut her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\nFuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\nPlantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\nFuck playin the second string, on the squad\nI'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nit made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\nI told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\nAnd then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\nYou tell me baby listen, can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin\nShe started slobbin and gogglin, spittin burblin burpin it\nI told her 'just don't matter baby, just don't bite it'\nNo hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car, I stuck it in\nbetween to spread the Red Sea apart, the pussy fart\nwas a motherfuckin work of art, she rode my dick\njust like a Kawasaki til the pussy started soundin sloppy\nlike an old jalopy, time to nut\nTook off the condom slapped her on the butt, then I bust\non her face in between her lips\nThen she started lickin it, cause it was good shit, protein!\nHot and rich. damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the glove bitch!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Remember That Freak Bitch\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: Cypress Hill IV\n  duration_ms: 322220\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aiy-yo!\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  and all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n  that she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  with no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess she got blessed and she got put on\n  Aiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb, was the\n  bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\n  Had all the holy books, and notes to get still\n  I never met another dealer with that appeal\n  With those electric eyes, hypnotized\n  any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\n  Meditatin with her camp, gettin damp\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\n  til they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n  right out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\n  While she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  Yeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\n  or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\n  She was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  but her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\n  Fuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  it made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n  You tell me baby listen, can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin\n  She started slobbin and gogglin, spittin burblin burpin it\n  I told her 'just don't matter baby, just don't bite it'\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car, I stuck it in\n  between to spread the Red Sea apart, the pussy fart\n  was a motherfuckin work of art, she rode my dick\n  just like a Kawasaki til the pussy started soundin sloppy\n  like an old jalopy, time to nut\n  Took off the condom slapped her on the butt, then I bust\n  on her face in between her lips\n  Then she started lickin it, cause it was good shit, protein!\n  Hot and rich. damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the glove bitch!)\n"},{"id":18406090,"name":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (From The Club)","trackName":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (From The Club)","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"Cypress Hill IV","duration":322.123875,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey yo\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nI used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\nHad it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\nShe wanted to be a star, with big cars\nAnd all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\nThat she was all that, and a bag of indo\nWith no seed, such a delightful weed\nI wish she was still around but, no she's gone\nI guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\nAiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\nWas the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\nHad all the holy books, and notes to get still\nI never met another dealer with that appeal\nWith those electric eyes, hypnotized\nAny wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\nBee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\nHangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\nMeditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\nTill they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\nRright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\nWhile she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nYeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\nOr better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\nShe was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\nRaw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\nNever again will I meet a woman of her nature\nSkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\nLucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\nHe got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\nDamn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\nBut her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\nFuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\nPlantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\nFuck playin' the second string, on the squad\nI'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nIt made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\nI told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\nAnd then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\nYou tell me baby, listen\nCan't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\nShe started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\nI told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\nNo hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\nI stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\nThe pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\nShe rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\nTime to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\nThen I bust on her face in between her lips\nThen she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\nHot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the glove bitch!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Remember That Freak Bitch (From The Club)\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: Cypress Hill IV\n  duration_ms: 322124\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hey yo\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  And all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\n  That she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  With no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\n  Aiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\n  Was the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\n  Had all the holy books, and notes to get still\n  I never met another dealer with that appeal\n  With those electric eyes, hypnotized\n  Any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\n  Meditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\n  Till they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\n  Rright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\n  While she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  Yeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\n  Or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\n  She was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  But her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\n  Fuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin' the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  It made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\n  You tell me baby, listen\n  Can't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\n  She started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\n  I told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\n  I stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\n  The pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\n  She rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n  'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\n  Time to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\n  Then I bust on her face in between her lips\n  Then she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\n  Hot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the glove bitch!\n"},{"id":18286538,"name":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (From the Club) / Interlude Part 2","trackName":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (From the Club) / Interlude Part 2","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"Cypress Hill IV","duration":322.0933329,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey yo\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nI used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\nHad it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\nShe wanted to be a star, with big cars\nAnd all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\nThat she was all that, and a bag of indo\nWith no seed, such a delightful weed\nI wish she was still around but, no she's gone\nI guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\nAiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\nWas the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\nHad all the holy books, and notes to get still\nI never met another dealer with that appeal\nWith those electric eyes, hypnotized\nAny wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\nBee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\nHangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\nMeditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\nTill they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\nRright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\nWhile she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nYeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\nOr better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\nShe was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\nRaw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\nNever again will I meet a woman of her nature\nSkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\nLucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\nHe got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\nDamn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\nBut her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\nFuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\nPlantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\nFuck playin' the second string, on the squad\nI'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nIt made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\nI told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\nAnd then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\nYou tell me baby, listen\nCan't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\nShe started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\nI told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\nNo hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\nI stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\nThe pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\nShe rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\nTime to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\nThen I bust on her face in between her lips\nThen she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\nHot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the glove bitch!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Remember That Freak Bitch (From the Club) / Interlude Part 2\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: Cypress Hill IV\n  duration_ms: 322093\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hey yo\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  And all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\n  That she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  With no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\n  Aiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\n  Was the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\n  Had all the holy books, and notes to get still\n  I never met another dealer with that appeal\n  With those electric eyes, hypnotized\n  Any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\n  Meditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\n  Till they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\n  Rright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\n  While she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  Yeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\n  Or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\n  She was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  But her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\n  Fuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin' the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  It made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\n  You tell me baby, listen\n  Can't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\n  She started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\n  I told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\n  I stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\n  The pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\n  She rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n  'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\n  Time to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\n  Then I bust on her face in between her lips\n  Then she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\n  Hot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the glove bitch!\n"},{"id":23914193,"name":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (From The Club) /Interlude (Pt. 2)","trackName":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (From The Club) /Interlude (Pt. 2)","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"Cypress Hill 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under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\nMeditatin with her camp, gettin damp\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\nTil they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\nRight out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\nWhile she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the gloves bitch!)\n\nYeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\nOr better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\nShe was 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give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  And all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n  That she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  With no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess she got blessed and she got put on\n  Aiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb, was the\n  Bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\n  Had all the holy books, and notes to get still\n  I never met another dealer with that appeal\n  With those electric eyes, hypnotized\n  Any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\n  Meditatin with her 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queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\n  Meditatin with her camp, gettin damp\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\n  til they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n  right out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\n  While she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  Yeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\n  or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\n  She was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  but her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\n  Fuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  it made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n  You tell me baby 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innocence\n  Hangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\n  Meditatin with her camp, gettin damp\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\n  til they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n  right out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\n  While she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  Yeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\n  or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She 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with friends, all under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\nMeditatin with her camp, gettin damp\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\ntil they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\nright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\nWhile she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the gloves bitch!)\n\nYeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\nor better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\nShe was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\nRaw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\nNever again will I meet a woman of her nature\nSkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\nLucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\nHe got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\nDamn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\nbut her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\nFuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\nPlantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\nFuck playin the second string, on the squad\nI'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nit made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\nI told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\nAnd then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\nYou tell me baby listen, can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin\nShe started slobbin and gogglin, spittin burblin burpin it\nI told her 'just don't matter baby, just don't bite it'\nNo hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car, I stuck it in\nbetween to spread the Red Sea apart, the pussy fart\nwas a motherfuckin work of art, she rode my dick\njust like a Kawasaki til the pussy started soundin sloppy\nlike an old jalopy, time to nut\nTook off the condom slapped her on the butt, then I bust\non her face in between her lips\nThen she started lickin it, cause it was good shit, protein!\nHot and rich. damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the glove bitch!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Remember That Freak Bitch\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: IV\n  duration_ms: 322279\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aiy-yo!\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  and all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n  that she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  with no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess she got blessed and she got put on\n  Aiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb, was the\n  bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\n  Had all the holy books, and notes to get still\n  I never met another dealer with that appeal\n  With those electric eyes, hypnotized\n  any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\n  Meditatin with her camp, gettin damp\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\n  til they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n  right out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\n  While she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  Yeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\n  or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\n  She was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  but her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\n  Fuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  it made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n  You tell me baby listen, can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin\n  She started slobbin and gogglin, spittin burblin burpin it\n  I told her 'just don't matter baby, just don't bite it'\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car, I stuck it in\n  between to 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it\n(You get the gloves bitch!)\n\nI used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\nHad it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit\nShe wanted to be a star, with big cars\nand all the fame that came my way I gotta say\nthat she was all that, and a bag of indo\nwith no seed, such a delightful weed\nI wish she was still around but, no she's gone\nI guess she got blessed and she got put on\nAiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb, was the\nbomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\nHad all the holy books, and notes to get still\nI never met another dealer with that appeal\nWith those electric eyes, hypnotized\nany wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\nBee eyes, bouncin five deep, clicked of innocence\nHangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\nMeditatin with her camp, gettin damp\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\ntil they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\nright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\nWhile she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the gloves bitch!)\n\nYeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\nor better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\nShe was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\nRaw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\nNever again will I meet a woman of her nature\nSkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\nLucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\nHe got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\nDamn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\nbut her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\nFuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\nPlantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\nFuck playin the second string, on the squad\nI'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nit made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\nI told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\nAnd then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\nYou tell me baby listen, can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin\nShe started slobbin and gogglin, spittin burblin burpin it\nI told her 'just don't matter baby, just don't bite it'\nNo hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car, I stuck it in\nbetween to spread the Red Sea apart, the pussy fart\nwas a motherfuckin work of art, she rode my dick\njust like a Kawasaki til the pussy started soundin sloppy\nlike an old jalopy, time to nut\nTook off the condom slapped her on the butt, then I bust\non her face in between her lips\nThen she started lickin it, cause it was good shit, protein!\nHot and rich. damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the glove bitch!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: i remember that freak bitch\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: '4'\n  duration_ms: 322150\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aiy-yo!\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  and all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n  that she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  with no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess she got blessed and she got put on\n  Aiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb, was the\n  bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\n  Had all the holy books, and notes to get still\n  I never met another dealer with that appeal\n  With those electric eyes, hypnotized\n  any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\n  Meditatin with her camp, gettin damp\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\n  til they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n  right out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\n  While she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  Yeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\n  or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\n  She was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  but her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\n  Fuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  it made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n  You tell me baby listen, can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin\n  She started slobbin and gogglin, spittin burblin burpin it\n  I told her 'just don't matter baby, just don't bite it'\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car, I stuck it in\n  between to spread the Red Sea apart, the pussy fart\n  was a motherfuckin work of art, she rode my dick\n  just like a Kawasaki til the pussy started soundin sloppy\n  like an old jalopy, time to nut\n  Took off the condom slapped her on the butt, then I bust\n  on 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string, on the squad\nI'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nit made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\nI told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\nAnd then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\nYou tell me baby listen, can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin\nShe started slobbin and gogglin, spittin burblin burpin it\nI told her 'just don't matter baby, just don't bite it'\nNo hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car, I stuck it in\nbetween to spread the Red Sea apart, the pussy fart\nwas a motherfuckin work of art, she rode my dick\njust like a Kawasaki til the pussy started soundin sloppy\nlike an old jalopy, time to nut\nTook off the condom slapped her on the butt, then I bust\non her face in between her lips\nThen she started lickin it, cause it was good shit, protein!\nHot and rich. damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the glove bitch!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: i remember that freak bitch\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: music\n  duration_ms: 94615\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aiy-yo!\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  and all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n  that she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  with no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess she got blessed and she got put on\n  Aiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb, was 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love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  Yeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\n  or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\n  She was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  but her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\n  Fuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  it made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n  You tell me baby listen, can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin\n  She started slobbin and gogglin, spittin burblin burpin it\n  I told her 'just don't matter baby, just don't bite it'\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car, I stuck it in\n  between to spread the Red Sea apart, the pussy fart\n  was a motherfuckin work of art, she rode my dick\n  just like a Kawasaki til the pussy started soundin sloppy\n  like an old jalopy, time to nut\n  Took off the condom slapped her on the butt, then I bust\n  on her face in between her lips\n  Then she started lickin it, cause it was good shit, protein!\n  Hot and rich. damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the glove bitch!)\n"},{"id":26320130,"name":"I Remember That Freak Bitch","trackName":"I Remember That Freak Bitch","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"IV","duration":269.831,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aiy-yo!\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the gloves bitch!)\n\nI used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\nHad it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit\nShe wanted to be a star, with big cars\nand all the fame that came my way I gotta say\nthat she was all that, and a bag of indo\nwith no seed, such a delightful weed\nI wish she was still around but, no she's gone\nI guess she got blessed and she got put on\nAiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb, was the\nbomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\nHad all the holy books, and notes to get still\nI never met another dealer with that appeal\nWith those electric eyes, hypnotized\nany wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\nBee eyes, bouncin five deep, clicked of innocence\nHangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\nMeditatin with her camp, gettin damp\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\ntil they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\nright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\nWhile she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the gloves bitch!)\n\nYeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\nor better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\nShe was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\nRaw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\nNever again will I meet a woman of her nature\nSkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\nLucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\nHe got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\nDamn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\nbut her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\nFuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\nPlantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\nFuck playin the second string, on the squad\nI'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nit made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\nI told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\nAnd then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\nYou tell me baby listen, can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin\nShe started slobbin and gogglin, spittin burblin burpin it\nI told her 'just don't matter baby, just don't bite it'\nNo hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car, I stuck it in\nbetween to spread the Red Sea apart, the pussy fart\nwas a motherfuckin work of art, she rode my dick\njust like a Kawasaki til the pussy started soundin sloppy\nlike an old jalopy, time to nut\nTook off the condom slapped her on the butt, then I bust\non her face in between her lips\nThen she started lickin it, cause it was good shit, protein!\nHot and rich. damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the glove bitch!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Remember That Freak Bitch\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: IV\n  duration_ms: 269831\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aiy-yo!\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  and all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n  that she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  with no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess she got blessed and she got put on\n  Aiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb, was the\n  bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\n  Had all the holy books, and notes to get still\n  I never met another dealer with that appeal\n  With those electric eyes, hypnotized\n  any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\n  Meditatin with her camp, gettin damp\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\n  til they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n  right out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\n  While she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  Yeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\n  or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\n  She was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  but her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\n  Fuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  it made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n  You tell me baby listen, can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin\n  She started slobbin and gogglin, spittin burblin burpin it\n  I told her 'just don't matter baby, just don't bite it'\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car, I stuck it in\n  between to spread the Red Sea apart, the pussy fart\n  was a motherfuckin work of art, she rode my dick\n  just like a Kawasaki til the pussy started soundin sloppy\n  like an old jalopy, time to nut\n  Took off the condom slapped her on the butt, then I bust\n  on her face in between her lips\n  Then she started lickin it, cause it was good shit, protein!\n  Hot and rich. damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the glove bitch!)\n"},{"id":18472210,"name":"Cypress Hill - IV - I Remember That Freak Bitch (From The Club)","trackName":"Cypress Hill - IV - I Remember That Freak Bitch (From The Club)","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"IV","duration":321.472875,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey yo\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nI used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\nHad it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\nShe wanted to be a star, with big cars\nAnd all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\nThat she was all that, and a bag of indo\nWith no seed, such a delightful weed\nI wish she was still around but, no she's gone\nI guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\nAiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\nWas the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\nHad all the holy books, and notes to get still\nI never met another dealer with that appeal\nWith those electric eyes, hypnotized\nAny wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\nBee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\nHangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\nMeditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\nTill they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\nRright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\nWhile she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nYeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\nOr better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\nShe was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\nRaw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\nNever again will I meet a woman of her nature\nSkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\nLucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\nHe got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\nDamn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\nBut her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\nFuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\nPlantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\nFuck playin' the second string, on the squad\nI'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nIt made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\nI told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\nAnd then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\nYou tell me baby, listen\nCan't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\nShe started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\nI told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\nNo hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\nI stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\nThe pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\nShe rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\nTime to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\nThen I bust on her face in between her lips\nThen she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\nHot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the glove bitch!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cypress Hill - IV - I Remember That Freak Bitch (From The Club)\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: IV\n  duration_ms: 321473\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hey yo\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  And all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\n  That she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  With no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\n  Aiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\n  Was the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\n  Had all the holy books, and notes to get still\n  I never met another dealer with that appeal\n  With those electric eyes, hypnotized\n  Any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\n  Meditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\n  Till they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\n  Rright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\n  While she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  Yeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\n  Or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\n  She was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  But her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\n  Fuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin' the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  It made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\n  You tell me baby, listen\n  Can't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\n  She started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\n  I told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\n  I stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\n  The pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\n  She rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n  'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\n  Time to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\n  Then I bust on her face in between her lips\n  Then she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\n  Hot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the glove bitch!\n"},{"id":30860536,"name":"08 I remember that Freak bitch","trackName":"08 I remember that Freak bitch","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"Tequila Sunrise","duration":319.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aiy-yo!\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the gloves bitch!)\n\nI used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\nHad it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit\nShe wanted to be a star, with big cars\nand all the fame that came my way I gotta say\nthat she was all that, and a bag of indo\nwith no seed, such a delightful weed\nI wish she was still around but, no she's gone\nI guess she got blessed and she got put on\nAiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb, was the\nbomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\nHad all the holy books, and notes to get still\nI never met another dealer with that appeal\nWith those electric eyes, hypnotized\nany wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\nBee eyes, bouncin five deep, clicked of innocence\nHangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\nMeditatin with her camp, gettin damp\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\ntil they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\nright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\nWhile she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the gloves bitch!)\n\nYeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\nor better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\nShe was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\nRaw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\nNever again will I meet a woman of her nature\nSkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\nLucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\nHe got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\nDamn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\nbut her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\nFuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\nPlantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\nFuck playin the second string, on the squad\nI'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nit made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\nI told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\nAnd then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\nYou tell me baby listen, can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin\nShe started slobbin and gogglin, spittin burblin burpin it\nI told her 'just don't matter baby, just don't bite it'\nNo hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car, I stuck it in\nbetween to spread the Red Sea apart, the pussy fart\nwas a motherfuckin work of art, she rode my dick\njust like a Kawasaki til the pussy started soundin sloppy\nlike an old jalopy, time to nut\nTook off the condom slapped her on the butt, then I bust\non her face in between her lips\nThen she started lickin it, cause it was good shit, protein!\nHot and rich. damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the glove bitch!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 08 I remember that Freak bitch\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: Tequila Sunrise\n  duration_ms: 319000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aiy-yo!\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  and all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n  that she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  with no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess she got blessed and she got put on\n  Aiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb, was the\n  bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\n  Had all the holy books, and notes to get still\n  I never met another dealer with that appeal\n  With those electric eyes, hypnotized\n  any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\n  Meditatin with her camp, gettin damp\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\n  til they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n  right out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\n  While she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  Yeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\n  or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\n  She was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  but her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\n  Fuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  it made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n  You tell me baby listen, can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin\n  She started slobbin and gogglin, spittin burblin burpin it\n  I told her 'just don't matter baby, just don't bite it'\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car, I stuck it in\n  between to spread the Red Sea apart, the pussy fart\n  was a motherfuckin work of art, she rode my dick\n  just like a Kawasaki til the pussy started soundin sloppy\n  like an old jalopy, time to nut\n  Took off the condom slapped her on the butt, then I bust\n  on her face in between her lips\n  Then she started lickin it, cause it was good shit, protein!\n  Hot and rich. damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the glove bitch!)\n"},{"id":19743200,"name":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (F","trackName":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (F","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"IV","duration":320.5405,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey yo\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nI used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\nHad it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\nShe wanted to be a star, with big cars\nAnd all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\nThat she was all that, and a bag of indo\nWith no seed, such a delightful weed\nI wish she was still around but, no she's gone\nI guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\nAiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\nWas the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\nHad all the holy books, and notes to get still\nI never met another dealer with that appeal\nWith those electric eyes, hypnotized\nAny wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\nBee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\nHangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\nMeditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\nTill they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\nRright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\nWhile she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nYeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\nOr better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\nShe was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\nRaw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\nNever again will I meet a woman of her nature\nSkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\nLucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\nHe got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\nDamn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\nBut her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\nFuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\nPlantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\nFuck playin' the second string, on the squad\nI'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nIt made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\nI told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\nAnd then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\nYou tell me baby, listen\nCan't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\nShe started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\nI told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\nNo hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\nI stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\nThe pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\nShe rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\nTime to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\nThen I bust on her face in between her lips\nThen she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\nHot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the glove bitch!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Remember That Freak Bitch (F\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: IV\n  duration_ms: 320541\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hey yo\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  And all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\n  That she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  With no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\n  Aiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\n  Was the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\n  Had all the holy books, and notes to get still\n  I never met another dealer with that appeal\n  With those electric eyes, hypnotized\n  Any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\n  Meditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\n  Till they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\n  Rright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\n  While she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  Yeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\n  Or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\n  She was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  But her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\n  Fuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin' the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  It made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\n  You tell me baby, listen\n  Can't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\n  She started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\n  I told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\n  I stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\n  The pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\n  She rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n  'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\n  Time to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\n  Then I bust on her face in between her lips\n  Then she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\n  Hot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the glove bitch!\n"},{"id":17993344,"name":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (F","trackName":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (F","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"IV [Bonus Track]","duration":321.49175,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey yo\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nI used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\nHad it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\nShe wanted to be a star, with big cars\nAnd all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\nThat she was all that, and a bag of indo\nWith no seed, such a delightful weed\nI wish she was still around but, no she's gone\nI guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\nAiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\nWas the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\nHad all the holy books, and notes to get still\nI never met another dealer with that appeal\nWith those electric eyes, hypnotized\nAny wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\nBee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\nHangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\nMeditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\nTill they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\nRright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\nWhile she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nYeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\nOr better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\nShe was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\nRaw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\nNever again will I meet a woman of her nature\nSkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\nLucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\nHe got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\nDamn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\nBut her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\nFuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\nPlantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\nFuck playin' the second string, on the squad\nI'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nIt made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\nI told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\nAnd then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\nYou tell me baby, listen\nCan't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\nShe started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\nI told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\nNo hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\nI stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\nThe pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\nShe rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\nTime to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\nThen I bust on her face in between her lips\nThen she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\nHot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the glove bitch!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Remember That Freak Bitch (F\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: IV [Bonus Track]\n  duration_ms: 321492\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hey yo\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  And all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\n  That she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  With no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\n  Aiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\n  Was the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\n  Had all the holy books, and notes to get still\n  I never met another dealer with that appeal\n  With those electric eyes, hypnotized\n  Any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\n  Meditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\n  Till they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\n  Rright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\n  While she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  Yeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\n  Or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\n  She was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  But her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\n  Fuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin' the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  It made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\n  You tell me baby, listen\n  Can't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\n  She started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\n  I told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\n  I stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\n  The pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\n  She rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n  'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\n  Time to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\n  Then I bust on her face in between her lips\n  Then she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\n  Hot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the glove bitch!\n"},{"id":19318977,"name":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (F","trackName":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (F","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"IV","duration":324.1534689,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey yo\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nI used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\nHad it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\nShe wanted to be a star, with big cars\nAnd all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\nThat she was all that, and a bag of indo\nWith no seed, such a delightful weed\nI wish she was still around but, no she's gone\nI guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\nAiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\nWas the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\nHad all the holy books, and notes to get still\nI never met another dealer with that appeal\nWith those electric eyes, hypnotized\nAny wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\nBee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\nHangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\nMeditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\nTill they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\nRright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\nWhile she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nYeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\nOr better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\nShe was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\nRaw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\nNever again will I meet a woman of her nature\nSkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\nLucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\nHe got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\nDamn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\nBut her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\nFuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\nPlantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\nFuck playin' the second string, on the squad\nI'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nIt made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\nI told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\nAnd then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\nYou tell me baby, listen\nCan't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\nShe started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\nI told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\nNo hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\nI stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\nThe pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\nShe rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\nTime to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\nThen I bust on her face in between her lips\nThen she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\nHot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the glove bitch!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Remember That Freak Bitch (F\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: IV\n  duration_ms: 324153\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hey yo\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  And all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\n  That she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  With no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\n  Aiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\n  Was the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\n  Had all the holy books, and notes to get still\n  I never met another dealer with that appeal\n  With those electric eyes, hypnotized\n  Any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\n  Meditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\n  Till they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\n  Rright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\n  While she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  Yeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\n  Or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\n  She was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  But her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\n  Fuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin' the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  It made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\n  You tell me baby, listen\n  Can't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\n  She started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\n  I told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\n  I stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\n  The pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\n  She rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n  'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\n  Time to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\n  Then I bust on her face in between her lips\n  Then she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\n  Hot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the glove bitch!\n"},{"id":39788480,"name":"I Remember That Freak Bitch","trackName":"I Remember That Freak Bitch","artistName":"Barron Ricks/Cypress Hill","albumName":"Original Album Classics Disc 4","duration":322.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aiy-yo!\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the gloves bitch!)\n\nI used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\nHad it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit\nShe wanted to be a star, with big cars\nand all the fame that came my way I gotta say\nthat she was all that, and a bag of indo\nwith no seed, such a delightful weed\nI wish she was still around but, no she's gone\nI guess she got blessed and she got put on\nAiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb, was the\nbomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\nHad all the holy books, and notes to get still\nI never met another dealer with that appeal\nWith those electric eyes, hypnotized\nany wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\nBee eyes, bouncin five deep, clicked of innocence\nHangin with friends, all under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin on ice\nMeditatin with her camp, gettin damp\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin niggaz up, suck em first\ntil they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\nright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you 'fuck me in the ass' talkin shit\nWhile she goin WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA-WALLA on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria's Secret, she give love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n(You get the gloves bitch!)\n\nYeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\nor better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\nShe was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\nRaw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\nNever again will I meet a woman of her nature\nSkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\nLucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\nHe got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\nDamn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\nbut her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\nFuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\nPlantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\nFuck playin the second string, on the squad\nI'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nit made her pussy bubble, 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end_ms: 193460\n- text: The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  start_ms: 193460\n  end_ms: 196280\n- text: No matter which way you keep it\n  start_ms: 196280\n  end_ms: 198260\n- text: You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  start_ms: 198260\n  end_ms: 200850\n- text: (You get the glove bitch!)\n  start_ms: 200850\n  end_ms: 203130\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 203130\nplain: |-\n  Aiy-yo!\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  And all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n  That she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  With no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess she got blessed and she got put on\n  Aiyyo I miss 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The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the gloves bitch!)\n\n  Yeah since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up, to her screen door, like a dream\n  Or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips\n  She was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher Than Leather_\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  But her sister's, bangin too, what should I do?\n  Fuck it I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  It made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n  You tell me baby listen, can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin\n  She started slobbin and gogglin, spittin burblin burpin it\n  I told her 'just don't matter baby, just don't bite it'\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car, I stuck it in\n  Between to spread the Red Sea apart, the pussy fart\n  Was a motherfuckin work of art, she rode my dick\n  Just like a Kawasaki til the pussy started soundin sloppy\n  Like an old jalopy, time to nut\n  Took off the condom slapped her on the butt, then I bust\n  On her face in between her lips\n  Then she started lickin it, cause it was good shit, protein!\n  Hot and rich. damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria's Secret, she give love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  (You get the glove bitch!)\n"},{"id":17366312,"name":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (From the Cl","trackName":"I Remember That Freak Bitch (From the Cl","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"IV","duration":322.272653,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey yo\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nI used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\nHad it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\nShe wanted to be a star, with big cars\nAnd all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\nThat she was all that, and a bag of indo\nWith no seed, such a delightful weed\nI wish she was still around but, no she's gone\nI guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\nAiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\nWas the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\nHad all the holy books, and notes to get still\nI never met another dealer with that appeal\nWith those electric eyes, hypnotized\nAny wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\nBee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\nHangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\nWhile Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\nMeditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\nShe's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\nShe got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\nProfessional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\nTill they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\nRright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\nSuck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\nType of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\nWhile she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the gloves bitch!\n\nYeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\nSo I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\nOr better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\nShe wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\nShe was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\nRaw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\nNever again will I meet a woman of her nature\nSkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\nLucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\nHe got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\nDamn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\nBut her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\nFuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\nPlantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\nFuck playin' the second string, on the squad\nI'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\nYeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\nIt made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\nI told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\nAnd then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\nYou tell me baby, listen\nCan't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\nShe started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\nI told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\nNo hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\nI stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\nThe pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\nShe rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\nTime to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\nThen I bust on her face in between her lips\nThen she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\nHot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\nI remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\nThe Victoria Secret, she gives love\nNo matter which way you keep it\nYou'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\nYou get the glove bitch!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Remember That Freak Bitch (From the Cl\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: IV\n  duration_ms: 322273\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hey yo\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit\n  Had it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit\n  She wanted to be a star, with big cars\n  And all the fame that came my way I gotta say\n\n  That she was all that, and a bag of indo\n  With no seed, such a delightful weed\n  I wish she was still around but, no she's gone\n  I guess, she got blessed and she got put on\n\n  Aiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb\n  Was the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran\n  Had all the holy books, and notes to get still\n  I never met another dealer with that appeal\n  With those electric eyes, hypnotized\n  Any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye\n\n  Bee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence\n  Hangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government\n  While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice\n  Meditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp\n\n  She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance\n  She got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus\n  Professional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first\n  Till they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut\n\n  Rright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one\n  Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns\n  Type of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit\n  While she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the gloves bitch!\n\n  Yeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen\n  So I stepped up to her screen door like a dream\n  Or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix\n  She wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips\n\n  She was like, \"Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather\"\n  Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather\n  Never again will I meet a woman of her nature\n  SkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers\n\n  Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot\n  He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock\n  Damn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her\n  But her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?\n\n  Fuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess\n  Plantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless\n  Fuck playin' the second string, on the squad\n  I'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God\n\n  Yeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside\n  It made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you\n  I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'\n  And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position\n\n  You tell me baby, listen\n  Can't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'\n  She started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it\n  I told her, \"Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it\"\n\n  No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car\n  I stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart\n  The pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art\n  She rode my dick just like a Kawasaki\n  'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy\n\n  Time to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt\n  Then I bust on her face in between her lips\n  Then she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!\n  Hot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks\n\n  I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs\n  The Victoria Secret, she gives love\n  No matter which way you keep it\n  You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it\n  You get the glove bitch!\n"}]