[{"id":25754248,"name":"Not 4 U","trackName":"Not 4 U","artistName":"Do or Die","albumName":"Pimpin Ain't Dead","duration":291.88,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n\nI was at the cliques one day\nThat new year, saw a nice little red bone\nIt was me, AK, and Naught and D\nAnd Bill and my homie named Tyrone\nBut do stop that\nWe was all in the V.I.P\nAnd a girl took a mere pause\nShe was lookin' real slim like a menthol\nHad a glare in her eye like she would fall\nThat she would fall\nSo I did what a player would do\nWalked up said 'Excuse me\nI had noticed that you had a pretty smile\nAnd a shine in your eyes, specialize in beauty'\nAnd she fell for it\nNext plan was to head to the bar\nGot the long island iced tea\nShe was reachin' for the rock on my finger\nSpilled my drink on the floor\nSo I asked for the Louis\nThat's one-three\nCome now to the dance floor\nAnd Red took the first waltz\nI was thinkin' in my mind like\n'Damn, this chick so thick\nSee that ass with the lights on'\nBet it's too soft\nSo I palmed the parmesan\nGrippin' on the good cheese\nSpit the player-ism in her ear\n'Baby looky here\nDo you wanna do me?'\nNext day I woke up\nShe was lyin' there tellin' me she love me\nBut I'm tellin' her it's only 'cause she bubbly\nThen she reached tryin' to grab, tryin' to stab me\nIt got ugly\nYou could never be in love with me\nI'm a playa to eternity\nPlaya to eternity\nPimpin' is sex for me\n\nPimpin' is not for you\nPlease leave it up to me\nNo matter what you do\nYou can't get a thang from me\nPimpin' is not for you\nPlease leave it up to me\nNo matter what you do\nYou can't get a thang from me\n\nWell, see I um\nHad a dream 'bout a girl named Alexis\nLaid back in a Lexy\nFeelin' the breeze and the moonlight\nTo the park in the dark\nNo one better but I wanna do right\nAnd I remember Katie Bob in the back seat\nSpittin' lyrics like a P-I-M-P\nReminiscin' 'bout a all black Lante C-A-D\nI'll never let up that sheet\nFire up that swisha\nI get the picture\nDon't wanna distract ya\nBut hit ya with a good little split ya\nThen I'll dismiss ya\nGotta ride my female\nPetite little top notch\nButter skin, skinny thin\nHair long, pretty eyes, strong mind\nBody givin' detail\nWe back to the crib\nReality became fun\nLet's strap, we can last from dusk to dawn\nParlay everyday like filet mignon\nAin't no love in the dough\nI'm just out for fun\nI'm on the run\nIf you know what I know\nEven players gotta slow down\nCaught up in the 90's\nLookin' for a fine breed\nWhen a pimp in the hood\nKnows just a couple more around\nLet's talk about sex and um\nLaid back, patiently waitin' to exhale and um\nAfter love we can separate\nBecause I don't want another female on my tail, you know\nI can do without the boo-hoo\nThe love letters in my box signed sealed and I miss you\nPerfume on the cloth\nObscene phone calls\nEvery lip stick print on my tissue\n\nPimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\nPlease leave it up to me (Just leave it up to me)\nNo matter what you do (No matter what you do, what you do)\nYou can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\nPimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\nPlease leave it up to me (Just leave it up to me, up to me)\nNo matter what you do (No matter what you do)\nYou can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\n\nSeven o'clock on the dot I get a phone call\nMust've been the girl that I met at the mall\nLookin' real fine, I had to give her peace of mind\nShe be fine and ooh, a thug I would want\nTake her to the crib, let her freak out a while\nGet a camera, smile, and then join for some\nMake love real sweet between the sheets\nThree deep and y'all know the outcome\nCan you go down low? (Low, low, low)\nNice and slow (Slow, slow, slow)\nGivin' me sex while we caress in the bed\nNut, then I fled, gotta jet to the Lex\nRolex, presidential style assist\nYou kiss where the stars do miss\nLike this, like this, like this\nMmm, mmm, mmm, like this\n\nPimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\nPlease leave it up to me (Please leave it up to me)\nNo matter what you do (No matter what, no matter what)\nYou can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\nPimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\nPlease leave it up to me (Please leave it up to me)\nNo matter what you do (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)\nYou can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\n\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Not 4 U\n  artist: Do or Die\n  album: Pimpin Ain't Dead\n  duration_ms: 291880\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n\n  I was at the cliques one day\n  That new year, saw a nice little red bone\n  It was me, AK, and Naught and D\n  And Bill and my homie named Tyrone\n  But do stop that\n  We was all in the V.I.P\n  And a girl took a mere pause\n  She was lookin' real slim like a menthol\n  Had a glare in her eye like she would fall\n  That she would fall\n  So I did what a player would do\n  Walked up said 'Excuse me\n  I had noticed that you had a pretty smile\n  And a shine in your eyes, specialize in beauty'\n  And she fell for it\n  Next plan was to head to the bar\n  Got the long island iced tea\n  She was reachin' for the rock on my finger\n  Spilled my drink on the floor\n  So I asked for the Louis\n  That's one-three\n  Come now to the dance floor\n  And Red took the first waltz\n  I was thinkin' in my mind like\n  'Damn, this chick so thick\n  See that ass with the lights on'\n  Bet it's too soft\n  So I palmed the parmesan\n  Grippin' on the good cheese\n  Spit the player-ism in her ear\n  'Baby looky here\n  Do you wanna do me?'\n  Next day I woke up\n  She was lyin' there tellin' me she love me\n  But I'm tellin' her it's only 'cause she bubbly\n  Then she reached tryin' to grab, tryin' to stab me\n  It got ugly\n  You could never be in love with me\n  I'm a playa to eternity\n  Playa to eternity\n  Pimpin' is sex for me\n\n  Pimpin' is not for you\n  Please leave it up to me\n  No matter what you do\n  You can't get a thang from me\n  Pimpin' is not for you\n  Please leave it up to me\n  No matter what you do\n  You can't get a thang from me\n\n  Well, see I um\n  Had a dream 'bout a girl named Alexis\n  Laid back in a Lexy\n  Feelin' the breeze and the moonlight\n  To the park in the dark\n  No one better but I wanna do right\n  And I remember Katie Bob in the back seat\n  Spittin' lyrics like a P-I-M-P\n  Reminiscin' 'bout a all black Lante C-A-D\n  I'll never let up that sheet\n  Fire up that swisha\n  I get the picture\n  Don't wanna distract ya\n  But hit ya with a good little split ya\n  Then I'll dismiss ya\n  Gotta ride my female\n  Petite little top notch\n  Butter skin, skinny thin\n  Hair long, pretty eyes, strong mind\n  Body givin' detail\n  We back to the crib\n  Reality became fun\n  Let's strap, we can last from dusk to dawn\n  Parlay everyday like filet mignon\n  Ain't no love in the dough\n  I'm just out for fun\n  I'm on the run\n  If you know what I know\n  Even players gotta slow down\n  Caught up in the 90's\n  Lookin' for a fine breed\n  When a pimp in the hood\n  Knows just a couple more around\n  Let's talk about sex and um\n  Laid back, patiently waitin' to exhale and um\n  After love we can separate\n  Because I don't want another female on my tail, you know\n  I can do without the boo-hoo\n  The love letters in my box signed sealed and I miss you\n  Perfume on the cloth\n  Obscene phone calls\n  Every lip stick print on my tissue\n\n  Pimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\n  Please leave it up to me (Just leave it up to me)\n  No matter what you do (No matter what you do, what you do)\n  You can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\n  Pimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\n  Please leave it up to me (Just leave it up to me, up to me)\n  No matter what you do (No matter what you do)\n  You can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\n\n  Seven o'clock on the dot I get a phone call\n  Must've been the girl that I met at the mall\n  Lookin' real fine, I had to give her peace of mind\n  She be fine and ooh, a thug I would want\n  Take her to the crib, let her freak out a while\n  Get a camera, smile, and then join for some\n  Make love real sweet between the sheets\n  Three deep and y'all know the outcome\n  Can you go down low? (Low, low, low)\n  Nice and slow (Slow, slow, slow)\n  Givin' me sex while we caress in the bed\n  Nut, then I fled, gotta jet to the Lex\n  Rolex, presidential style assist\n  You kiss where the stars do miss\n  Like this, like this, like this\n  Mmm, mmm, mmm, like this\n\n  Pimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\n  Please leave it up to me (Please leave it up to me)\n  No matter what you do (No matter what, no matter what)\n  You can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\n  Pimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\n  Please leave it up to me (Please leave it up to me)\n  No matter what you do (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)\n  You can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\n\n  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n"},{"id":28485563,"name":"Not 4 U (Ft.Johnny P)","trackName":"Not 4 U (Ft.Johnny P)","artistName":"Do Or Die","albumName":"Pimpin' Ain't Dead","duration":292.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n\nI was at the cliques one day\nThat new year, saw a nice little red bone\nIt was me, AK, and Naught and D\nAnd Bill and my homie named Tyrone\nBut do stop that\nWe was all in the V.I.P\nAnd a girl took a mere pause\nShe was lookin' real slim like a menthol\nHad a glare in her eye like she would fall\nThat she would fall\nSo I did what a player would do\nWalked up said 'Excuse me\nI had noticed that you had a pretty smile\nAnd a shine in your eyes, specialize in beauty'\nAnd she fell for it\nNext plan was to head to the bar\nGot the long island iced tea\nShe was reachin' for the rock on my finger\nSpilled my drink on the floor\nSo I asked for the Louis\nThat's one-three\nCome now to the dance floor\nAnd Red took the first waltz\nI was thinkin' in my mind like\n'Damn, this chick so thick\nSee that ass with the lights on'\nBet it's too soft\nSo I palmed the parmesan\nGrippin' on the good cheese\nSpit the player-ism in her ear\n'Baby looky here\nDo you wanna do me?'\nNext day I woke up\nShe was lyin' there tellin' me she love me\nBut I'm tellin' her it's only 'cause she bubbly\nThen she reached tryin' to grab, tryin' to stab me\nIt got ugly\nYou could never be in love with me\nI'm a playa to eternity\nPlaya to eternity\nPimpin' is sex for me\n\nPimpin' is not for you\nPlease leave it up to me\nNo matter what you do\nYou can't get a thang from me\nPimpin' is not for you\nPlease leave it up to me\nNo matter what you do\nYou can't get a thang from me\n\nWell, see I um\nHad a dream 'bout a girl named Alexis\nLaid back in a Lexy\nFeelin' the breeze and the moonlight\nTo the park in the dark\nNo one better but I wanna do right\nAnd I remember Katie Bob in the back seat\nSpittin' lyrics like a P-I-M-P\nReminiscin' 'bout a all black Lante C-A-D\nI'll never let up that sheet\nFire up that swisha\nI get the picture\nDon't wanna distract ya\nBut hit ya with a good little split ya\nThen I'll dismiss ya\nGotta ride my female\nPetite little top notch\nButter skin, skinny thin\nHair long, pretty eyes, strong mind\nBody givin' detail\nWe back to the crib\nReality became fun\nLet's strap, we can last from dusk to dawn\nParlay everyday like filet mignon\nAin't no love in the dough\nI'm just out for fun\nI'm on the run\nIf you know what I know\nEven players gotta slow down\nCaught up in the 90's\nLookin' for a fine breed\nWhen a pimp in the hood\nKnows just a couple more around\nLet's talk about sex and um\nLaid back, patiently waitin' to exhale and um\nAfter love we can separate\nBecause I don't want another female on my tail, you know\nI can do without the boo-hoo\nThe love letters in my box signed sealed and I miss you\nPerfume on the cloth\nObscene phone calls\nEvery lip stick print on my tissue\n\nPimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\nPlease leave it up to me (Just leave it up to me)\nNo matter what you do (No matter what you do, what you do)\nYou can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\nPimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\nPlease leave it up to me (Just leave it up to me, up to me)\nNo matter what you do (No matter what you do)\nYou can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\n\nSeven o'clock on the dot I get a phone call\nMust've been the girl that I met at the mall\nLookin' real fine, I had to give her peace of mind\nShe be fine and ooh, a thug I would want\nTake her to the crib, let her freak out a while\nGet a camera, smile, and then join for some\nMake love real sweet between the sheets\nThree deep and y'all know the outcome\nCan you go down low? (Low, low, low)\nNice and slow (Slow, slow, slow)\nGivin' me sex while we caress in the bed\nNut, then I fled, gotta jet to the Lex\nRolex, presidential style assist\nYou kiss where the stars do miss\nLike this, like this, like this\nMmm, mmm, mmm, like this\n\nPimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\nPlease leave it up to me (Please leave it up to me)\nNo matter what you do (No matter what, no matter what)\nYou can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\nPimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\nPlease leave it up to me (Please leave it up to me)\nNo matter what you do (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)\nYou can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\n\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Not 4 U (Ft.Johnny P)\n  artist: Do Or Die\n  album: Pimpin' Ain't Dead\n  duration_ms: 292000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n\n  I was at the cliques one day\n  That new year, saw a nice little red bone\n  It was me, AK, and Naught and D\n  And Bill and my homie named Tyrone\n  But do stop that\n  We was all in the V.I.P\n  And a girl took a mere pause\n  She was lookin' real slim like a menthol\n  Had a glare in her eye like she would fall\n  That she would fall\n  So I did what a player would do\n  Walked up said 'Excuse me\n  I had noticed that you had a pretty smile\n  And a shine in your eyes, specialize in beauty'\n  And she fell for it\n  Next plan was to head to the bar\n  Got the long island iced tea\n  She was reachin' for the rock on my finger\n  Spilled my drink on the floor\n  So I asked for the Louis\n  That's one-three\n  Come now to the dance floor\n  And Red took the first waltz\n  I was thinkin' in my mind like\n  'Damn, this chick so thick\n  See that ass with the lights on'\n  Bet it's too soft\n  So I palmed the parmesan\n  Grippin' on the good cheese\n  Spit the player-ism in her ear\n  'Baby looky here\n  Do you wanna do me?'\n  Next day I woke up\n  She was lyin' there tellin' me she love me\n  But I'm tellin' her it's only 'cause she bubbly\n  Then she reached tryin' to grab, tryin' to stab me\n  It got ugly\n  You could never be in love with me\n  I'm a playa to eternity\n  Playa to eternity\n  Pimpin' is sex for me\n\n  Pimpin' is not for you\n  Please leave it up to me\n  No matter what you do\n  You can't get a thang from me\n  Pimpin' is not for you\n  Please leave it up to me\n  No matter what you do\n  You can't get a thang from me\n\n  Well, see I um\n  Had a dream 'bout a girl named Alexis\n  Laid back in a Lexy\n  Feelin' the breeze and the moonlight\n  To the park in the dark\n  No one better but I wanna do right\n  And I remember Katie Bob in the back seat\n  Spittin' lyrics like a P-I-M-P\n  Reminiscin' 'bout a all black Lante C-A-D\n  I'll never let up that sheet\n  Fire up that swisha\n  I get the picture\n  Don't wanna distract ya\n  But hit ya with a good little split ya\n  Then I'll dismiss ya\n  Gotta ride my female\n  Petite little top notch\n  Butter skin, skinny thin\n  Hair long, pretty eyes, strong mind\n  Body givin' detail\n  We back to the crib\n  Reality became fun\n  Let's strap, we can last from dusk to dawn\n  Parlay everyday like filet mignon\n  Ain't no love in the dough\n  I'm just out for fun\n  I'm on the run\n  If you know what I know\n  Even players gotta slow down\n  Caught up in the 90's\n  Lookin' for a fine breed\n  When a pimp in the hood\n  Knows just a couple more around\n  Let's talk about sex and um\n  Laid back, patiently waitin' to exhale and um\n  After love we can separate\n  Because I don't want another female on my tail, you know\n  I can do without the boo-hoo\n  The love letters in my box signed sealed and I miss you\n  Perfume on the cloth\n  Obscene phone calls\n  Every lip stick print on my tissue\n\n  Pimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\n  Please leave it up to me (Just leave it up to me)\n  No matter what you do (No matter what you do, what you do)\n  You can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\n  Pimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\n  Please leave it up to me (Just leave it up to me, up to me)\n  No matter what you do (No matter what you do)\n  You can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\n\n  Seven o'clock on the dot I get a phone call\n  Must've been the girl that I met at the mall\n  Lookin' real fine, I had to give her peace of mind\n  She be fine and ooh, a thug I would want\n  Take her to the crib, let her freak out a while\n  Get a camera, smile, and then join for some\n  Make love real sweet between the sheets\n  Three deep and y'all know the outcome\n  Can you go down low? (Low, low, low)\n  Nice and slow (Slow, slow, slow)\n  Givin' me sex while we caress in the bed\n  Nut, then I fled, gotta jet to the Lex\n  Rolex, presidential style assist\n  You kiss where the stars do miss\n  Like this, like this, like this\n  Mmm, mmm, mmm, like this\n\n  Pimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\n  Please leave it up to me (Please leave it up to me)\n  No matter what you do (No matter what, no matter what)\n  You can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\n  Pimpin' is not for you (Pimpin' is not for you)\n  Please leave it up to me (Please leave it up to me)\n  No matter what you do (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)\n  You can't get a thang from me (Can't get a thang from me)\n\n  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n"}]