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Ry got me)\n(OG Parker)\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n(Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\nYou was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\nI just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\nNiggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n\nBad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\nNigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\nRolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\nI was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n\nI'ma change her life if I put her in this video\nFlew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\nMade it out the hood, 248 to the 310\nNiggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\nShake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? (You rad)\nLook in the basement on the table, bring all five of them (bring all them hoes)\nBlew up his weap', just keep the neck, 'cause bitch I'm divin' in (bitch)\nShot in the neck, came out the coma, you can die again\n\nJudge say I can't drive again (skrrt), fuck I got these whips for?\nPlug just sent me five, on my son, send me six more\nBoy, I travel with blunts, 'cause on my son, you can get smoked\nPass the weed, my nigga, pass the beans\n\nI got this weed in my lungs and this shit dope\nDon't bring your bitch 'round me none, she gon' get poked\nShe wants a nigga with funds, but that bitch broke\nAin't givin' kisses with tongues, I'll hit though\n\nHumble as fuck, but I know that I'm lit though\nI spent two mil' on my crib, that ain't shit though\nI spent a million on whips, still rich though\nI know they sleep, that's okay, they can get woke, bitch\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\nWhole lot of hoes tryna get with me\nStraight from the 'Yak, but these foreign hoes feelin' me\nI be fuckin' way too much, I'm out of energy\nOr it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries\n\nBroke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me\nCall me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me\nHit a nigga bitch, and now I got her eyes rollin' back\nMade it out the 'Yak, ain't no fuckin' way I'm goin' back, bitch","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.34] (G. Ry got me)\n[00:09.30] (OG Parker)\n[00:10.49] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[00:12.42] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[00:15.18] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[00:17.35] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[00:20.32] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[00:22.41] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[00:25.12] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[00:27.59] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[00:30.57] (Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\n[00:32.75] You was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\n[00:35.34] I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\n[00:37.72] Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n[00:40.16] Bad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\n[00:42.50] Nigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\n[00:45.38] Rolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\n[00:47.76] I was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n[00:50.38] I'ma change her life if I put her in this video\n[00:52.74] Flew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\n[00:55.48] Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310\n[00:57.82] Niggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n[01:01.05] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[01:02.96] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[01:05.81] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[01:07.75] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[01:10.85] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[01:12.73] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[01:15.68] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[01:17.84] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[01:20.89] Shake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? (You rad)\n[01:23.12] Look in the basement on the table, bring all five of them (bring all them hoes)\n[01:25.84] Blew up his weap', just keep the neck, 'cause bitch I'm divin' in (bitch)\n[01:28.28] Shot in the neck, came out the coma, you can die again\n[01:30.65] Judge say I can't drive again (skrrt), fuck I got these whips for?\n[01:33.23] Plug just sent me five, on my son, send me six more\n[01:35.83] Boy, I travel with blunts, 'cause on my son, you can get smoked\n[01:38.38] Pass the weed, my nigga, pass the beans\n[01:40.85] I got this weed in my lungs and this shit dope\n[01:43.25] Don't bring your bitch 'round me none, she gon' get poked\n[01:45.77] She wants a nigga with funds, but that bitch broke\n[01:48.32] Ain't givin' kisses with tongues, I'll hit though\n[01:50.81] Humble as fuck, but I know that I'm lit though\n[01:53.41] I spent two mil' on my crib, that ain't shit though\n[01:55.94] I spent a million on whips, still rich though\n[01:58.36] I know they sleep, that's okay, they can get woke, bitch\n[02:01.62] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[02:03.52] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[02:06.43] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[02:08.51] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[02:11.57] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[02:13.42] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[02:16.33] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[02:18.53] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[02:21.99] Whole lot of hoes tryna get with me\n[02:23.66] Straight from the 'Yak, but these foreign hoes feelin' me\n[02:26.59] I be fuckin' way too much, I'm out of energy\n[02:28.45] Or it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries\n[02:31.49] Broke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me\n[02:33.87] Call me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me\n[02:36.39] Hit a nigga bitch, and now I got her eyes rollin' back\n[02:38.99] Made it out the 'Yak, ain't no fuckin' way I'm goin' back, bitch\n[02:42.10] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Money Long\n  artist: Ddg\n  album: Money Long\n  duration_ms: 164000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (G. 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money long\n  I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n  Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\n  He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n  I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n  Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n  I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n  Whole lot of hoes tryna get with me\n  Straight from the 'Yak, but these foreign hoes feelin' me\n  I be fuckin' way too much, I'm out of energy\n  Or it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries\n\n  Broke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me\n  Call me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me\n  Hit a nigga bitch, and now I got her eyes rollin' back\n  Made it out the 'Yak, ain't no fuckin' way I'm goin' back, bitch\n"},{"id":5519183,"name":"Money Long (feat. 42 Dugg)","trackName":"Money Long (feat. 42 Dugg)","artistName":"DDG & OG Parker","albumName":"Money Long","duration":164.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"OG Parker\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys,\" 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hating 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\nHe got wock, he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch, fuck it up\nI might send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n(Boom, boom) Hit his legs, watch him walk it out\nYou was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\nI just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\nNiggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\nBad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\nNigga say he want some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\n\nRolls Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill\nI was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\nI'ma change her life if I put her in this video\nFlew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\nMade it out the hood, 248 to the 310\nNiggas hatin', 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Ry got me)\n(OG Parker)\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n(Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\nYou was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\nI just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\nNiggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n\nBad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\nNigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\nRolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\nI was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n\nI'ma change her life if I put her in this video\nFlew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\nMade it out the hood, 248 to the 310\nNiggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\nShake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? (You rad)\nLook in the basement on the table, bring all five of them (bring all them hoes)\nBlew up his weap', just keep the neck, 'cause bitch I'm divin' in (bitch)\nShot in the neck, came out the coma, you can die again\n\nJudge say I can't drive again (skrrt), fuck I got these whips for?\nPlug just sent me five, on my son, send me six more\nBoy, I travel with blunts, 'cause on my son, you can get smoked\nPass the weed, my nigga, pass the beans\n\nI got this weed in my lungs and this shit dope\nDon't bring your bitch 'round me none, she gon' get poked\nShe wants a nigga with funds, but that bitch broke\nAin't givin' kisses with tongues, I'll hit though\n\nHumble as fuck, but I know that I'm lit though\nI spent two mil' on my crib, that ain't shit though\nI spent a million on whips, still rich though\nI know they sleep, that's okay, they can get woke, bitch\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\nWhole lot of hoes tryna get with me\nStraight from the 'Yak, but these foreign hoes feelin' me\nI be fuckin' way too much, I'm out of energy\nOr it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries\n\nBroke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me\nCall me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me\nHit a nigga bitch, and now I got her eyes rollin' back\nMade it out the 'Yak, ain't no fuckin' way I'm goin' back, bitch","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.34] (G. Ry got me)\n[00:09.30] (OG Parker)\n[00:10.49] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[00:12.42] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[00:15.18] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[00:17.35] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[00:20.32] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[00:22.41] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[00:25.12] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[00:27.59] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[00:30.57] (Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\n[00:32.75] You was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\n[00:35.34] I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\n[00:37.72] Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n[00:40.16] Bad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\n[00:42.50] Nigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\n[00:45.38] Rolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\n[00:47.76] I was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n[00:50.38] I'ma change her life if I put her in this video\n[00:52.74] Flew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\n[00:55.48] Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310\n[00:57.82] Niggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n[01:01.05] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[01:02.96] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[01:05.81] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[01:07.75] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[01:10.85] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[01:12.73] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[01:15.68] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[01:17.84] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[01:20.89] Shake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? 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Ry got me)\n(OG Parker)\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n(Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\nYou was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\nI just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\nNiggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n\nBad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\nNigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\nRolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\nI was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n\nI'ma change her life if I put her in this video\nFlew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\nMade it out the hood, 248 to the 310\nNiggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\nShake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? (You rad)\nLook in the basement on the table, bring all five of them (bring all them hoes)\nBlew up his weap', just keep the neck, 'cause bitch I'm divin' in (bitch)\nShot in the neck, came out the coma, you can die again\n\nJudge say I can't drive again (skrrt), fuck I got these whips for?\nPlug just sent me five, on my son, send me six more\nBoy, I travel with blunts, 'cause on my son, you can get smoked\nPass the weed, my nigga, pass the beans\n\nI got this weed in my lungs and this shit dope\nDon't bring your bitch 'round me none, she gon' get poked\nShe wants a nigga with funds, but that bitch broke\nAin't givin' kisses with tongues, I'll hit though\n\nHumble as fuck, but I know that I'm lit though\nI spent two mil' on my crib, that ain't shit though\nI spent a million on whips, still rich though\nI know they sleep, that's okay, they can get woke, bitch\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\nWhole lot of hoes tryna get with me\nStraight from the 'Yak, but these foreign hoes feelin' me\nI be fuckin' way too much, I'm out of energy\nOr it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries\n\nBroke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me\nCall me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me\nHit a nigga bitch, and now I got her eyes rollin' back\nMade it out the 'Yak, ain't no fuckin' way I'm goin' back, bitch","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.34] (G. Ry got me)\n[00:09.30] (OG Parker)\n[00:10.49] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[00:12.42] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[00:15.18] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[00:17.35] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[00:20.32] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[00:22.41] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[00:25.12] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[00:27.59] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[00:30.57] (Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\n[00:32.75] You was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\n[00:35.34] I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\n[00:37.72] Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n[00:40.16] Bad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\n[00:42.50] Nigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\n[00:45.38] Rolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\n[00:47.76] I was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n[00:50.38] I'ma change her life if I put her in this video\n[00:52.74] Flew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\n[00:55.48] Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310\n[00:57.82] Niggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n[01:01.05] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[01:02.96] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[01:05.81] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[01:07.75] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[01:10.85] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[01:12.73] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[01:15.68] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[01:17.84] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[01:20.89] Shake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? 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Ry got me)\n(OG Parker)\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n(Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\nYou was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\nI just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\nNiggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n\nBad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\nNigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\nRolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\nI was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n\nI'ma change her life if I put her in this video\nFlew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\nMade it out the hood, 248 to the 310\nNiggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\nShake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? (You rad)\nLook in the basement on the table, bring all five of them (bring all them hoes)\nBlew up his weap', just keep the neck, 'cause bitch I'm divin' in (bitch)\nShot in the neck, came out the coma, you can die again\n\nJudge say I can't drive again (skrrt), fuck I got these whips for?\nPlug just sent me five, on my son, send me six more\nBoy, I travel with blunts, 'cause on my son, you can get smoked\nPass the weed, my nigga, pass the beans\n\nI got this weed in my lungs and this shit dope\nDon't bring your bitch 'round me none, she gon' get poked\nShe wants a nigga with funds, but that bitch broke\nAin't givin' kisses with tongues, I'll hit though\n\nHumble as fuck, but I know that I'm lit though\nI spent two mil' on my crib, that ain't shit though\nI spent a million on whips, still rich though\nI know they sleep, that's okay, they can get woke, bitch\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\nWhole lot of hoes tryna get with me\nStraight from the 'Yak, but these foreign hoes feelin' me\nI be fuckin' way too much, I'm out of energy\nOr it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries\n\nBroke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me\nCall me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me\nHit a nigga bitch, and now I got her eyes rollin' back\nMade it out the 'Yak, ain't no fuckin' way I'm goin' back, bitch","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.34] (G. Ry got me)\n[00:09.31] (OG Parker)\n[00:10.45] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[00:12.48] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[00:15.13] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[00:17.36] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[00:20.35] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[00:22.49] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[00:25.12] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[00:27.56] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[00:30.57] (Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\n[00:32.75] You was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\n[00:35.36] I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\n[00:37.71] Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n[00:40.18] Bad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\n[00:42.53] Nigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\n[00:45.30] Rolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\n[00:47.77] I was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n[00:50.35] I'ma change her life if I put her in this video\n[00:52.72] Flew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\n[00:55.40] Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310\n[00:57.85] Niggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n[01:01.01] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[01:02.97] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[01:05.81] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[01:07.76] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[01:10.88] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[01:12.79] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[01:15.67] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[01:17.80] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[01:20.83] Shake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? 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Ry got me)\n  (OG Parker)\n\n  Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n  Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n  I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n  Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\n  He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n  I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n  Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n  I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n  (Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\n  You was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\n  I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\n  Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n\n  Bad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\n  Nigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\n  Rolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\n  I was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n\n  I'ma change her life if I put her in this video\n  Flew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\n  Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310\n  Niggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n\n  Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n  Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n  I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n  Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\n  He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n  I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n  Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n  I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n  Shake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? (You rad)\n  Look in the basement on the table, bring all five of them (bring all them hoes)\n  Blew up his weap', just keep the neck, 'cause bitch I'm divin' in (bitch)\n  Shot in the neck, came out the coma, you can die again\n\n  Judge say I can't drive again (skrrt), fuck I got these whips for?\n  Plug just sent me five, on my son, send me six more\n  Boy, I travel with blunts, 'cause on my son, you can get smoked\n  Pass the weed, my nigga, pass the beans\n\n  I got this weed in my lungs and this shit dope\n  Don't bring your bitch 'round me none, she gon' get poked\n  She wants a nigga with funds, but that bitch broke\n  Ain't givin' kisses with tongues, I'll hit though\n\n  Humble as fuck, but I know that I'm lit though\n  I spent two mil' on my crib, that ain't shit though\n  I spent a million on whips, still rich though\n  I know they sleep, that's okay, they can get woke, bitch\n\n  Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n  Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n  I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n  Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\n  He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n  I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n  Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n  I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n  Whole lot of hoes tryna get with me\n  Straight from the 'Yak, but these foreign hoes feelin' me\n  I be fuckin' way too much, I'm out of energy\n  Or it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries\n\n  Broke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me\n  Call me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me\n  Hit a nigga bitch, and now I got her eyes rollin' back\n  Made it out the 'Yak, ain't no fuckin' way I'm goin' back, bitch\n"},{"id":15810044,"name":"Money Long (feat. 42 Dugg)","trackName":"Money Long (feat. 42 Dugg)","artistName":"DDG/OG Parker/42 Dugg","albumName":"Money Long (feat. 42 Dugg)","duration":164.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(G. Ry got me)\n(OG Parker)\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n(Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\nYou was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\nI just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\nNiggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n\nBad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\nNigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\nRolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\nI was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n\nI'ma change her life if I put her in this video\nFlew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\nMade it out the hood, 248 to the 310\nNiggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\nShake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? (You rad)\nLook in the basement on the table, bring all five of them (bring all them hoes)\nBlew up his weap', just keep the neck, 'cause bitch I'm divin' in (bitch)\nShot in the neck, came out the coma, you can die again\n\nJudge say I can't drive again (skrrt), fuck I got these whips for?\nPlug just sent me five, on my son, send me six more\nBoy, I travel with blunts, 'cause on my son, you can get smoked\nPass the weed, my nigga, pass the beans\n\nI got this weed in my lungs and this shit dope\nDon't bring your bitch 'round me none, she gon' get poked\nShe wants a nigga with funds, but that bitch broke\nAin't givin' kisses with tongues, I'll hit though\n\nHumble as fuck, but I know that I'm lit though\nI spent two mil' on my crib, that ain't shit though\nI spent a million on whips, still rich though\nI know they sleep, that's okay, they can get woke, bitch\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\nWhole lot of hoes tryna get with me\nStraight from the 'Yak, but these foreign hoes feelin' me\nI be fuckin' way too much, I'm out of energy\nOr it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries\n\nBroke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me\nCall me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me\nHit a nigga bitch, and now I got her eyes rollin' back\nMade it out the 'Yak, ain't no fuckin' way I'm goin' back, bitch","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.34] (G. Ry got me)\n[00:09.30] (OG Parker)\n[00:10.49] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[00:12.42] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[00:15.18] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[00:17.35] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[00:20.32] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[00:22.41] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[00:25.12] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[00:27.59] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[00:30.57] (Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\n[00:32.75] You was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\n[00:35.34] I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\n[00:37.72] Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n[00:40.16] Bad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\n[00:42.50] Nigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\n[00:45.38] Rolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\n[00:47.76] I was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n[00:50.38] I'ma change her life if I put her in this video\n[00:52.74] Flew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\n[00:55.48] Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310\n[00:57.82] Niggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n[01:01.05] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[01:02.96] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[01:05.81] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[01:07.75] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[01:10.85] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[01:12.73] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[01:15.68] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[01:17.84] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[01:20.89] Shake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? 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Ry got me)\n[00:09.30] (OG Parker)\n[00:10.49] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[00:12.42] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[00:15.18] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[00:17.35] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[00:20.32] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[00:22.41] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[00:25.12] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[00:27.59] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[00:30.57] (Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\n[00:32.75] You was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\n[00:35.34] I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\n[00:37.72] Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n[00:40.16] Bad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\n[00:42.50] Nigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\n[00:45.38] Rolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\n[00:47.76] I was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n[00:50.38] I'ma change her life if I put her in this video\n[00:52.74] Flew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\n[00:55.48] Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310\n[00:57.82] Niggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n[01:01.05] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[01:02.96] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[01:05.81] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[01:07.75] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[01:10.85] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[01:12.73] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[01:15.68] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[01:17.84] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[01:20.89] Shake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? 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Ry got me)\n(OG Parker)\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n(Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\nYou was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\nI just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\nNiggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n\nBad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\nNigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\nRolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\nI was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n\nI'ma change her life if I put her in this video\nFlew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\nMade it out the hood, 248 to the 310\nNiggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\nShake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? (You rad)\nLook in the basement on the table, bring all five of them (bring all them hoes)\nBlew up his weap', just keep the neck, 'cause bitch I'm divin' in (bitch)\nShot in the neck, came out the coma, you can die again\n\nJudge say I can't drive again (skrrt), fuck I got these whips for?\nPlug just sent me five, on my son, send me six more\nBoy, I travel with blunts, 'cause on my son, you can get smoked\nPass the weed, my nigga, pass the beans\n\nI got this weed in my lungs and this shit dope\nDon't bring your bitch 'round me none, she gon' get poked\nShe wants a nigga with funds, but that bitch broke\nAin't givin' kisses with tongues, I'll hit though\n\nHumble as fuck, but I know that I'm lit though\nI spent two mil' on my crib, that ain't shit though\nI spent a million on whips, still rich though\nI know they sleep, that's okay, they can get woke, bitch\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\nWhole lot of hoes tryna get with me\nStraight from the 'Yak, but these foreign hoes feelin' me\nI be fuckin' way too much, I'm out of energy\nOr it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries\n\nBroke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me\nCall me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me\nHit a nigga bitch, and now I got her eyes rollin' back\nMade it out the 'Yak, ain't no fuckin' way I'm goin' back, bitch","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.34] (G. Ry got me)\n[00:09.30] (OG Parker)\n[00:10.49] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[00:12.42] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[00:15.18] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[00:17.35] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[00:20.32] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[00:22.41] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[00:25.12] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[00:27.59] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[00:30.57] (Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\n[00:32.75] You was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\n[00:35.34] I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\n[00:37.72] Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n[00:40.16] Bad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\n[00:42.50] Nigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\n[00:45.38] Rolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\n[00:47.76] I was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n[00:50.38] I'ma change her life if I put her in this video\n[00:52.74] Flew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\n[00:55.48] Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310\n[00:57.82] Niggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n[01:01.05] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[01:02.96] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[01:05.81] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[01:07.75] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[01:10.85] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[01:12.73] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[01:15.68] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[01:17.84] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[01:20.89] Shake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? 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Ry got me)\n[00:09.31] (OG Parker)\n[00:10.45] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[00:12.48] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[00:15.13] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[00:17.36] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[00:20.35] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[00:22.49] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[00:25.12] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[00:27.56] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[00:30.57] (Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\n[00:32.75] You was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\n[00:35.36] I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\n[00:37.71] Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n[00:40.18] Bad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\n[00:42.53] Nigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\n[00:45.30] Rolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\n[00:47.77] I was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n[00:50.35] I'ma change her life if I put her in this video\n[00:52.72] Flew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\n[00:55.40] Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310\n[00:57.85] Niggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n[01:01.01] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[01:02.97] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[01:05.81] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[01:07.76] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[01:10.88] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[01:12.79] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[01:15.67] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[01:17.80] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[01:20.83] Shake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? (You rad)\n[01:23.11] Look in the basement on the table, bring all five of them (bring all them hoes)\n[01:25.81] Blew up his weap', just keep the neck, 'cause bitch I'm divin' in (bitch)\n[01:28.28] Shot in the neck, came out the coma, you can die again\n[01:30.60] Judge say I can't drive again (skrrt), fuck I got these whips for?\n[01:33.25] Plug just sent me five, on my son, send me six more\n[01:35.85] Boy, I travel with blunts, 'cause on my son, you can get smoked\n[01:38.35] Pass the weed, my nigga, pass the beans\n[01:40.85] I got this weed in my lungs and this shit dope\n[01:43.28] Don't bring your bitch 'round me none, she gon' get poked\n[01:45.72] She wants a nigga with funds, but that bitch broke\n[01:48.32] Ain't givin' kisses with tongues, I'll hit though\n[01:50.83] Humble as fuck, but I know that I'm lit though\n[01:53.48] I spent two mil' on my crib, that ain't shit though\n[01:55.93] I spent a million on whips, still rich though\n[01:58.30] I know they sleep, that's okay, they can get woke, bitch\n[02:01.62] Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n[02:03.53] Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n[02:06.48] I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n[02:08.57] Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n[02:11.55] He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n[02:13.49] I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n[02:16.33] Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n[02:18.57] I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n[02:21.97] Whole lot of hoes tryna get with me\n[02:23.66] Straight from the 'Yak, but these foreign hoes feelin' me\n[02:26.53] I be fuckin' way too much, I'm out of energy\n[02:28.46] Or it's from the gas, I be ballin' at dispensaries\n[02:31.44] Broke niggas envy me, wanna put an end to me\n[02:33.80] Call me DDG, I'm not your bro, you ain't no kin to me\n[02:36.37] Hit a nigga bitch, and now I got her eyes rollin' back\n[02:38.98] Made it out the 'Yak, ain't no fuckin' way I'm goin' back, bitch\n[02:42.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 09 - Money Long (feat. 42 Dugg)\n  artist: DDG\n  album: Die 4 Respect\n  duration_ms: 164000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (G. 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Ry got me)\n  (OG Parker)\n\n  Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n  Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n  I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n  Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\n  He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n  I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n  Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n  I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n  (Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\n  You was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\n  I just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\n  Niggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n\n  Bad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\n  Nigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\n  Rolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\n  I was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n\n  I'ma change her life if I put her in this video\n  Flew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\n  Made it out the hood, 248 to the 310\n  Niggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n\n  Sayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\n  Gotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\n  I can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\n  Brodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\n  He got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\n  I just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\n  Shake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\n  I'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n  Shake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? 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Ry got me)\n(OG Parker)\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\n(Boom, boom) hit his legs watch him walk it out\nYou was playin' tough, why the fuck you wanna talk it out?\nI just caught a nigga lackin' at The Waffle House\nNiggas know I'm drippin' hella stupid when I'm poppin' out\n\nBad bitch, she gon' throw it back for a bunch of clout\nNigga say he wants some smoke, it ain't shit to knock him out\nRolls-Royce, Richard Millie, I already spent a mill'\nI was already rich, I ain't really need a deal\n\nI'ma change her life if I put her in this video\nFlew her first class, she like, \"Daddy, where we finna go?\"\nMade it out the hood, 248 to the 310\nNiggas hatin', sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like, \"Say no more\", bitch!\n\nSayin', \"Free the guys\", 'til my homie home\nGotta keep a Glock, niggas hatin' 'cause my money long\nI can't tweak over thots, I got other hoes\nBrodie servin' fiends on the block with a runny nose\n\nHe got Wock', he got lean in his double cup\nI just hit the 'sino for a band, watch I double up\nShake that ass, shake that ass, bitch fuck it up\nI'ma send yo' ass to Miami for a tummy tuck\n\nShake that ass, shake that bag, so you rad, huh? 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