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What?\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n\nI like head, I like pussy\nI like that mouth, but I don't like kissin'\nI like threesomes and multiple bitches\nI like Felicia, I like Genie\nI like ridin' that bitch like a pony\nI like to get my hands dirty 'bout my dodi\nI know I make a bitch thick, let her suck me (Yeah)\nHeard your wrist tickin' loud with that fake-ass Rollie, pussy\n\nWhoa, whipped out a twelve inch,\nSaid that taste it like candy (Yeah, Mwah)\nWhoa, how the fuck you walk past me\nAnd you ain't 'bow down to me (Mwah)\nWhoa, I get a lil' money and I can't\nEven talk to these pussies (Yeah, Mwah)\nWhoa, I seen a nigga dead in the streets, I can't say nothin', no\n\nYou got a jwett, don't cuff that shit\nYou lovin' that thot, don't cuff that bitch\nI got yo' pension on my wrist\nI could pay your tuition if I wave my hand\nNeed a bachelors degree, I'ma bachelor bitch\nIn her dorm room at UCF\nFeel like B2K, shirt off, lil' fizz\nI'm immature, baby, you know what it is\nI feel like Marques Houston when I jump out of the car\nBatman 'rarri, pullin' up like, \"Eugh\"\nLeather jacket, Margiela like Fonzy\n'Member when I was locked up in the Country\nMama threw all my pints down the toilet\nAnd Officer Walsh keep lookin', tryin' to find me\nSo my lil' brother cry when we lost our granny\nTurned BPSN when a nigga met manny\nI can't talk to these niggas at all\nIf your 430, I'm tryna see a nigga ball\nBall, ball, ball, ball, ball that vibe\nMy ex post a story, I ain't watch at all\nI done got tired to the Audi\nA bitch gotta Rolls Royce truck me\nGave a Caribbean hoe that cock\n\nI like head, I like pussy\nI like that mouth, but I don't like kissin'\nI like threesomes and multiple bitches\nI like Felicia, I like Genie\nI like ridin' that bitch like a pony\nI like to get my hands dirty 'bout my dodi\nI know I make a bitch thick, let her suck me (Yeah)\nHeard your wrist tickin' loud with that fake-ass Rollie, pussy\n\nWhoa, whipped out a twelve inch, said that taste it like candy (Yeah)\nWhoa, how the fuck you walk past me and you ain't 'bow down to me\nWhoa, I get a lil' money and I can't even talk to these pussies (Yeah)\nWhoa, I seen a nigga dead in the streets, I can't say nothin', no","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.58] Yo Bam, this a hit, big hit\n[00:04.69] Ayy Bam, this, this shit might be a hit right here\n[00:08.20] You know we thuggin', Broward County to the death, nigga\n[00:09.80] You already know, nigga, fuck that nigga\n[00:11.93] What? What?\n[00:12.94] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:14.19] I like head, I like pussy\n[00:15.56] I like that mouth, but I don't like kissin'\n[00:17.25] I like threesomes and multiple bitches\n[00:19.01] I like Felicia, I like Genie\n[00:21.20] I like ridin' that bitch like a pony\n[00:23.02] I like to get my hands dirty 'bout my dodi\n[00:24.69] I know I make a bitch thick, let her suck me (Yeah)\n[00:26.76] Heard your wrist tickin' loud with that fake-ass Rollie, pussy\n[00:29.92] Whoa, whipped out a twelve inch,\n[00:31.62] Said that taste it like candy (Yeah, Mwah)\n[00:33.33] Whoa, how the fuck you walk past me\n[00:35.60] And you ain't 'bow down to me (Mwah)\n[00:36.88] Whoa, I get a lil' money and I can't\n[00:39.06] Even talk to these pussies (Yeah, Mwah)\n[00:41.05] Whoa, I seen a nigga dead in the streets, I can't say nothin', no\n[00:44.71] You got a jwett, don't cuff that shit\n[00:46.36] You lovin' that thot, don't cuff that bitch\n[00:48.30] I got yo' pension on my wrist\n[00:50.69] I could pay your tuition if I wave my hand\n[00:51.96] Need a bachelors degree, I'ma bachelor bitch\n[00:53.99] In her dorm room at UCF\n[00:56.05] Feel like B2K, shirt off, lil' fizz\n[00:58.19] I'm immature, baby, you know what it is\n[00:59.33] I feel like Marques Houston when I jump out of the car\n[01:01.45] Batman 'rarri, pullin' up like, \"Eugh\"\n[01:03.57] Leather jacket, Margiela like Fonzy\n[01:04.91] 'Member when I was locked up in the Country\n[01:07.45] Mama threw all my pints down the toilet\n[01:09.05] And Officer Walsh keep lookin', tryin' to find me\n[01:10.84] So my lil' brother cry when we lost our granny\n[01:12.79] Turned BPSN when a nigga met manny\n[01:14.94] I can't talk to these niggas at all\n[01:16.30] If your 430, I'm tryna see a nigga ball\n[01:18.33] Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball that vibe\n[01:20.35] My ex post a story, I ain't watch at all\n[01:24.49] I done got tired to the Audi\n[01:26.55] A bitch gotta Rolls Royce truck me\n[01:28.13] Gave a Caribbean hoe that cock\n[01:29.24] I like head, I like pussy\n[01:31.48] I like that mouth, but I don't like kissin'\n[01:32.95] I like threesomes and multiple bitches\n[01:34.85] I like Felicia, I like Genie\n[01:36.78] I like ridin' that bitch like a pony\n[01:38.32] I like to get my hands dirty 'bout my dodi\n[01:40.21] I know I make a bitch thick, let her suck me (Yeah)\n[01:42.22] Heard your wrist tickin' loud with that fake-ass Rollie, pussy\n[01:44.94] Whoa, whipped out a twelve inch, said that taste it like candy (Yeah)\n[01:48.36] Whoa, how the fuck you walk past me and you ain't 'bow down to me\n[01:52.23] Whoa, I get a lil' money and I can't even talk to these pussies (Yeah)\n[01:56.23] Whoa, I seen a nigga dead in the streets, I can't say nothin', no\n[01:59.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 3 Sum\n  artist: DJ Scheme\n  album: FAMILY (Deluxe)\n  duration_ms: 134000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo Bam, this a hit, big hit\n  start_ms: 580\n  end_ms: 4690\n- text: Ayy Bam, this, this shit might be a hit right here\n  start_ms: 4690\n  end_ms: 8200\n- text: You know we thuggin', Broward County to the death, nigga\n  start_ms: 8200\n  end_ms: 9800\n- text: You already know, nigga, fuck that nigga\n  start_ms: 9800\n  end_ms: 11930\n- text: What? 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