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These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\nDamn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\nI'm in the daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\nI am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\nPut it to ya life\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nBun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\nWhether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\nThe gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\nTime to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\nOr maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\nI wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\nI palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\nFrom the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\nBun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\nLook at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\nTry to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\nStupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\nThis that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\nThe best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\nUGK and Young Money, too strong\nBound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nI am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\nI own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\nCause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\nHate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\nSoowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\nAnd I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\nI'm so uptown\nAnd mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\nAnd now I'm on that rock shit\nBut why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\nHaha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\nWeezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\nYoung Mula, baby\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.92] Yeah\n[00:10.94] Uh-huh\n[00:14.10] Uh, hardly home but always reppin'\n[00:18.99] You hardly on and always second\n[00:22.87] When I'm awake, you always restin'\n[00:26.52] And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n[00:30.23] I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n[00:33.92] Other niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\n[00:37.81] That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n[00:41.59] I just always did my own thing\n[00:43.91] Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n[00:47.43] I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n[00:51.37] Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n[00:54.75] Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n[00:58.62] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:03.02] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[01:06.88] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:10.19] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[01:14.40] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:17.93] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[01:21.86] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:25.26] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[01:30.39] Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n[01:33.82] Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n[01:37.38] Damn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\n[01:41.08] Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n[01:44.76] And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n[01:48.43] Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n[01:52.13] Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n[01:56.04] I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n[01:59.67] I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n[02:03.45] They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n[02:07.09] Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n[02:10.79] Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n[02:14.73] Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n[02:18.66] I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n[02:22.80] Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n[02:26.27] I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n[02:29.08] I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n[02:33.01] And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n[02:36.77] Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n[02:39.30] I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n[02:43.15] Put it to ya life\n[02:44.74] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[02:47.95] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[02:51.77] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[02:55.07] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[02:58.94] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[03:02.77] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[03:06.67] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[03:10.18] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[03:14.93] Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n[03:18.03] Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n[03:22.08] The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n[03:25.96] Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n[03:29.72] Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n[03:33.17] I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n[03:37.42] I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n[03:40.86] From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n[03:44.70] Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\n[03:48.37] Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n[03:52.33] Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n[03:56.16] Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n[03:59.76] This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\n[04:03.51] The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\n[04:07.39] UGK and Young Money, too strong\n[04:09.93] Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n[04:14.62] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:18.07] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[04:21.72] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:25.13] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[04:29.05] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:32.63] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[04:36.79] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:40.19] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[04:44.40] I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n[04:48.56] I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n[04:51.96] Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n[04:55.83] Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n[04:59.75] Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n[05:03.64] And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n[05:07.32] I'm so uptown\n[05:10.67] And mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n[05:14.68] And now I'm on that rock shit\n[05:18.70] But why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\n[05:22.14] Haha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\n[05:26.01] Weezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\n[05:29.67] Young Mula, baby\n[05:32.16] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[05:34.37] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[05:36.77] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[05:39.23] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[05:44.20] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[05:47.63] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[05:51.70] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[05:54.92] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[06:00.13] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Uptown\n  artist: Drake\n  album: Drake Videos\n  duration_ms: 383000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6920\n  end_ms: 10940\n- text: Uh-huh\n  start_ms: 10940\n  end_ms: 14100\n- text: Uh, hardly home but always reppin'\n  start_ms: 14100\n  end_ms: 18990\n- text: You hardly on and always second\n  start_ms: 18990\n  end_ms: 22870\n- text: When I'm awake, you always restin'\n  start_ms: 22870\n  end_ms: 26520\n- text: And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n  start_ms: 26520\n  end_ms: 30230\n- text: I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n  start_ms: 30230\n  end_ms: 33920\n- text: Other niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\n  start_ms: 33920\n  end_ms: 37810\n- text: That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n  start_ms: 37810\n  end_ms: 41590\n- text: I just always did my own thing\n  start_ms: 41590\n  end_ms: 43910\n- text: Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n  start_ms: 43910\n  end_ms: 47430\n- text: I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n  start_ms: 47430\n  end_ms: 51370\n- text: Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n  start_ms: 51370\n  end_ms: 54750\n- text: Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n  start_ms: 54750\n  end_ms: 58620\n- text: It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  start_ms: 58620\n  end_ms: 63020\n- text: It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  start_ms: 63020\n  end_ms: 66880\n- text: That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  start_ms: 66880\n  end_ms: 70190\n- text: I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  start_ms: 70190\n  end_ms: 74400\n- text: It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  start_ms: 74400\n  end_ms: 77930\n- text: It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  start_ms: 77930\n  end_ms: 81860\n- text: I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  start_ms: 81860\n  end_ms: 85260\n- text: I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n  start_ms: 85260\n  end_ms: 90390\n- text: Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n  start_ms: 90390\n  end_ms: 93820\n- text: Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n  start_ms: 93820\n  end_ms: 97380\n- text: Damn, where I get it from? 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These niggas always wonder who\n  Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n  And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n  Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n  Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n  I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n  I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n  They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n  Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n  Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n  Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n  I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n  Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n  I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n  I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n  And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n  Guess I might, know what? 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These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\nDamn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\nI'm in the daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\nI am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\nPut it to ya life\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nBun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\nWhether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\nThe gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\nTime to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\nOr maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\nI wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\nI palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\nFrom the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\nBun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\nLook at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\nTry to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\nStupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\nThis that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\nThe best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\nUGK and Young Money, too strong\nBound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nI am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\nI own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\nCause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\nHate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\nSoowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\nAnd I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\nI'm so uptown\nAnd mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\nAnd now I'm on that rock shit\nBut why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\nHaha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\nWeezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\nYoung Mula, baby\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.92] Yeah\n[00:10.94] Uh-huh\n[00:14.10] Uh, hardly home but always reppin'\n[00:18.99] You hardly on and always second\n[00:22.87] When I'm awake, you always restin'\n[00:26.52] And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n[00:30.23] I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n[00:33.92] Other niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\n[00:37.81] That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n[00:41.59] I just always did my own thing\n[00:43.91] Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n[00:47.43] I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n[00:51.37] Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n[00:54.75] Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n[00:58.62] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:03.02] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[01:06.88] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:10.19] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[01:14.40] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:17.93] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[01:21.86] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:25.26] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[01:30.39] Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n[01:33.82] Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n[01:37.38] Damn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\n[01:41.08] Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n[01:44.76] And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n[01:48.43] Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n[01:52.13] Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n[01:56.04] I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n[01:59.67] I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n[02:03.45] They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n[02:07.09] Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n[02:10.79] Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n[02:14.73] Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n[02:18.66] I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n[02:22.80] Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n[02:26.27] I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n[02:29.08] I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n[02:33.01] And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n[02:36.77] Guess I might, know what? 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These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me giving her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin' Wayne Brady\n\nDamn, whose line is it anyways?\nI'm in a daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been ablaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\nI am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\nPut it to ya life\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nBun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\nWhether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\nThe gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\nTime to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n\nOr maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\nI wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\nI palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\nFrom the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n\nBun and Wayne and Drake in here, mane, this gon be a great night\nLook at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\nTry to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\nStupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n\nThis that major moment you've been waiting on for too long\nThe best that ever did it and doing it on a new song\nUGK and Young Money, too strong\nBound to be in the green like a crouton\nSo what the fuck is you on?\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nI am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\nI own the swagger supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n'Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had, boy\nHate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n\nSoowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you, bitch\nAnd I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\nI'm so uptown\nAnd motherfucker if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n\nAnd now I'm on that rock shit\nBut why they let me in? I'ma start shootin' in the mosh pit\nHaha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\nWeezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay (Young Mula, baby)\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.72] Yeah\n[00:10.89] Uh-huh\n[00:14.97] Uh, hardly home but always repping\n[00:20.25] You hardly on and always second\n[00:23.74] When I'm awake, you always resting\n[00:26.81] And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n[00:30.55] I, I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n[00:34.00] Other niggas' situations, they are all depressing\n[00:38.28] That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n[00:41.86] I just always did my own thing\n[00:44.38] Now I run the game, you stupid mother-suckas\n[00:47.54] I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n[00:51.58] Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n[00:55.12] 'Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n[00:59.25] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:03.06] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[01:07.01] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:10.65] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[01:14.55] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:18.03] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[01:21.98] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:25.54] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[01:30.69] Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n[01:33.92] Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n[01:37.34] Damn, where I get it from? 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Fuck it, yes I will\n[02:39.72] I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n[02:43.67] Put it to ya life\n[02:44.82] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[02:47.83] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[02:51.93] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[02:55.58] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[02:59.45] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[03:02.99] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[03:06.94] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[03:10.79] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[03:15.17] Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n[03:18.48] Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n[03:22.18] The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n[03:25.90] Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n[03:29.73] Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n[03:33.47] I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n[03:37.26] I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n[03:41.16] From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n[03:44.81] Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mane, this gon be a great night\n[03:48.54] Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n[03:52.32] Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n[03:56.17] Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n[03:59.81] This that major moment you've been waiting on for too long\n[04:03.55] The best that ever did it and doing it on a new song\n[04:07.38] UGK and Young Money, too strong\n[04:10.23] Bound to be in the green like a crouton\n[04:12.89] So what the fuck is you on?\n[04:14.85] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:17.96] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[04:21.91] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:25.58] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[04:29.37] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:32.89] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[04:37.01] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:40.40] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[04:44.72] I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n[04:48.60] I own the swagger supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n[04:52.36] 'Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had, boy\n[04:56.02] Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n[04:59.83] Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you, bitch\n[05:03.45] And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n[05:08.10] I'm so uptown\n[05:10.81] And motherfucker if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n[05:16.04] And now I'm on that rock shit\n[05:18.70] But why they let me in? 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Fuck it, yes I will\n  I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n  Put it to ya life\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n  Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n  The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n  Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n\n  Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n  I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n  I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n  From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n\n  Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mane, this gon be a great night\n  Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n  Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n  Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n\n  This that major moment you've been waiting on for too long\n  The best that ever did it and doing it on a new song\n  UGK and Young Money, too strong\n  Bound to be in the green like a crouton\n  So what the fuck is you on?\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n  I own the swagger supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n  'Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had, boy\n  Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n\n  Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you, bitch\n  And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n  I'm so uptown\n  And motherfucker if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n\n  And now I'm on that rock shit\n  But why they let me in? 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moneymaker (okay)\nHotline, ah gon' bling later (okay)\nTrust me, we ah link later, ay\n\nAy, when it's hot uptown\nAnd you miss my love\nTryna calm me down\nCouldn't give me up\nHot uptown\nAnd you miss my love\nAnd you want me back\n\nTwo hands on my waist, one hand on your face (yeah)\nYou're too weak to handle me, my babe, you should play it safe\nPlease know that you're making a mistake giving me my space\nYou better hang onto me this time\nYou better (ay)\n\nI'm tryna hang onto you this time, you (you better)\nTrying my patience\nTrying something else might even work in your favor\nTrying to forget me doesn't work when he's basic\nTrying one more time 'cause we look so good on paper\nTrying me\n\nI don't think you're ready for a love like mine (no)\nI don't think you're worthy of my time (no, no)\nYou know Pisces low-key the best sign (mm)\nLucky man who gets me in my prime (in my-)\n\nYo, when it's hot uptown\nAnd you miss, my love\nTryna calm me down\nCouldn't make this up\nHot uptown (hot uptown)\nDo you miss my love?\nDo you want me back?\n\nTwo hands on my waist, one hand on your face\nYou're too weak to handle me, my babe (ah), you should play it safe\nPlease know that you're making a mistake giving me my space\nYou better hang onto me this time (you better, this time)\nYou better-\n\nAy, Rolex mi watchmaker, oh\nBenz a mi carmaker, oh\nTiffany mi ring maker (okay)\nLet me grip on your moneymaker (okay)\nGrip on your moneymaker (okay)\nHotline, ah gon' bling later (okay)\nTrust me, we ah link la-a-a-ater (woi-oi)\n\n(Woi-oi)\nOoh","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.10] You say my love will surely get me right\n[00:05.83] But if not, you know it's just that time (yeah-yeah)\n[00:08.20] Nike mi shoemaker (yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[00:09.92] Benz a mi carmaker (yeah-yeah, yeah)\n[00:12.03] Tiffany mi ring maker (yeah-yeah)\n[00:13.64] Let me grip on your moneymaker (okay)\n[00:15.64] Grip on your moneymaker (okay)\n[00:17.41] Hotline, ah gon' bling later (okay)\n[00:19.26] Trust me, we ah link later, ay\n[00:23.48] Ay, when it's hot uptown\n[00:26.36] And you miss my love\n[00:28.29] Tryna calm me down\n[00:29.97] Couldn't give me up\n[00:32.05] Hot uptown\n[00:33.58] And you miss my love\n[00:35.44] And you want me back\n[00:37.52] Two hands on my waist, one hand on your face (yeah)\n[00:40.52] You're too weak to handle me, my babe, you should play it safe\n[00:44.38] Please know that you're making a mistake giving me my space\n[00:48.17] You better hang onto me this time\n[00:51.74] You better (ay)\n[00:55.66] I'm tryna hang onto you this time, you (you better)\n[01:01.05] Trying my patience\n[01:03.04] Trying something else might even work in your favor\n[01:06.90] Trying to forget me doesn't work when he's basic\n[01:10.66] Trying one more time 'cause we look so good on paper\n[01:14.31] Trying me\n[01:15.17] I don't think you're ready for a love like mine (no)\n[01:18.83] I don't think you're worthy of my time (no, no)\n[01:22.78] You know Pisces 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this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\nShit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n'Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nYeah, wrong way down a one-way\nWomen don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\nDamn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me giving her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin' Wayne Brady\n\nDamn, whose line is it anyways?\nI'm in a daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been ablaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\nI am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\nPut it to ya life\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nBun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\nWhether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\nThe gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\nTime to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\nOr maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\nI wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\nI palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\nFrom the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\nBun and Wayne and Drake in here, mane, this gon be a great night\nLook at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\nTry to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\nStupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\nThis that major moment you've been waitinG on for too long\nThe best that ever did it and doinG it on a new song\nUGK and Young Money, too strong\nBound to be in the green like a crouton\nSo what the fuck is you on?\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nI am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\nI own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n'Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\nHate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\nSoowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\nAnd I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\nI'm so uptown\nAnd muthafucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\nAnd now I'm on that rock shit\nBut why they let me in? I'm just gon' shoot 'em in the mosh pit\nHaha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\nWeezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\nYoung Mula, baby\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.75] Yeah\n[00:10.86] Uh-huh\n[00:14.92] Uh, hardly home but always repping\n[00:19.75] You hardly on and always second\n[00:23.73] When I'm awake, you always resting\n[00:26.82] And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n[00:30.54] I, I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n[00:34.00] Other niggas' situations, they are all depressing\n[00:38.21] That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n[00:41.81] I just always did my own thing\n[00:44.32] Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n[00:47.53] I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n[00:51.59] Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n[00:55.18] 'Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n[00:59.27] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:03.05] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[01:07.00] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:10.43] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[01:14.54] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:18.06] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[01:21.99] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:25.58] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[01:30.60] Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n[01:33.99] Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n[01:37.36] Damn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\n[01:41.24] Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n[01:44.99] And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n[01:48.59] Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me giving her mouth-to-mouth\n[01:52.43] Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n[01:56.20] I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n[02:00.06] I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n[02:03.69] They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n[02:07.37] Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n[02:11.20] Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin' Wayne Brady\n[02:15.44] Damn, whose line is it anyways?\n[02:19.10] I'm in a daze, you been amazed\n[02:23.21] Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n[02:26.59] I'm on fire, yup, I've been ablaze\n[02:29.31] I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n[02:33.32] And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n[02:36.80] Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n[02:39.73] I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n[02:43.65] Put it to ya life\n[02:44.80] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[02:47.82] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[02:51.92] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[02:55.55] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[02:59.42] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[03:02.96] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[03:06.90] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[03:10.79] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[03:15.15] Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n[03:18.48] Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n[03:22.19] The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n[03:25.95] Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n[03:29.74] Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n[03:33.44] I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n[03:37.24] I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n[03:41.14] From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n[03:44.88] Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mane, this gon be a great night\n[03:48.54] Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n[03:52.31] Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n[03:56.17] Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n[03:59.82] This that major moment you've been waitinG on for too long\n[04:03.52] The best that ever did it and doinG it on a new song\n[04:07.34] UGK and Young Money, too strong\n[04:10.26] Bound to be in the green like a crouton\n[04:12.87] So what the fuck is you on?\n[04:14.89] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:17.99] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[04:21.92] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:25.52] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[04:29.38] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:32.88] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[04:37.00] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:40.41] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[04:44.77] I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n[04:48.53] I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n[04:52.36] 'Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n[04:56.02] Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n[04:59.85] Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n[05:03.45] And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n[05:08.18] I'm so uptown\n[05:10.87] And muthafucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n[05:15.56] And now I'm on that rock shit\n[05:18.77] But why they let me in? 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These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me giving her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin' Wayne Brady\n\nDamn, whose line is it anyways?\nI'm in a daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been ablaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? 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These niggas always wonder who\n  Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n  And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n  Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me giving her mouth-to-mouth\n  Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n  I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n  I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n  They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n  Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n  Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin' Wayne Brady\n\n  Damn, whose line is it anyways?\n  I'm in a daze, you been amazed\n  Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n  I'm on fire, yup, I've been ablaze\n  I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n  And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n  Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n  I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n  Put it to ya life\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n  Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n  The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n  Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n  Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n  I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n  I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n  From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n  Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mane, this gon be a great night\n  Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n  Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n  Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n  This that major moment you've been waitinG on for too long\n  The best that ever did it and doinG it on a new song\n  UGK and Young Money, too strong\n  Bound to be in the green like a crouton\n  So what the fuck is you on?\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n  I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n  'Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n  Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n  Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n  And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n  I'm so uptown\n  And muthafucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n  And now I'm on that rock shit\n  But why they let me in? I'm just gon' shoot 'em in the mosh pit\n  Haha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\n  Weezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\n  Young Mula, baby\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n"},{"id":30478899,"name":"Uptown (feat. Bun B & Lil' Wayne)","trackName":"Uptown (feat. 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These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me giving her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin' Wayne Brady\n\nDamn, whose line is it anyways?\nI'm in a daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been ablaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\nI am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\nPut it to ya life\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nBun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\nWhether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\nThe gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\nTime to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\nOr maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\nI wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\nI palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\nFrom the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\nBun and Wayne and Drake in here, mane, this gon be a great night\nLook at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\nTry to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\nStupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\nThis that major moment you've been waitinG on for too long\nThe best that ever did it and doinG it on a new song\nUGK and Young Money, too strong\nBound to be in the green like a crouton\nSo what the fuck is you on?\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nI am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\nI own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n'Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\nHate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\nSoowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\nAnd I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\nI'm so uptown\nAnd muthafucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\nAnd now I'm on that rock shit\nBut why they let me in? I'm just gon' shoot 'em in the mosh pit\nHaha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\nWeezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\nYoung Mula, baby\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.75] Yeah\n[00:10.86] Uh-huh\n[00:14.92] Uh, hardly home but always repping\n[00:19.75] You hardly on and always second\n[00:23.73] When I'm awake, you always resting\n[00:26.82] And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n[00:30.54] I, I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n[00:34.00] Other niggas' situations, they are all depressing\n[00:38.21] That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n[00:41.81] I just always did my own thing\n[00:44.32] Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n[00:47.53] I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n[00:51.59] Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n[00:55.18] 'Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n[00:59.27] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:03.05] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[01:07.00] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:10.43] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[01:14.54] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:18.06] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[01:21.99] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:25.58] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[01:30.60] Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n[01:33.99] Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n[01:37.36] Damn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\n[01:41.24] Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n[01:44.99] And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n[01:48.59] Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me giving her mouth-to-mouth\n[01:52.43] Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n[01:56.20] I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n[02:00.06] I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n[02:03.69] They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n[02:07.37] Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n[02:11.20] Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin' Wayne Brady\n[02:15.44] Damn, whose line is it anyways?\n[02:19.10] I'm in a daze, you been amazed\n[02:23.21] Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n[02:26.59] I'm on fire, yup, I've been ablaze\n[02:29.31] I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n[02:33.32] And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n[02:36.80] Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n[02:39.73] I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n[02:43.65] Put it to ya life\n[02:44.80] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[02:47.82] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[02:51.92] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[02:55.55] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[02:59.42] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[03:02.96] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[03:06.90] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[03:10.79] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[03:15.15] Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n[03:18.48] Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n[03:22.19] The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n[03:25.95] Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n[03:29.74] Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n[03:33.44] I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n[03:37.24] I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n[03:41.14] From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n[03:44.88] Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mane, this gon be a great night\n[03:48.54] Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n[03:52.31] Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n[03:56.17] Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n[03:59.82] This that major moment you've been waitinG on for too long\n[04:03.52] The best that ever did it and doinG it on a new song\n[04:07.34] UGK and Young Money, too strong\n[04:10.26] Bound to be in the green like a crouton\n[04:12.87] So what the fuck is you on?\n[04:14.89] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:17.99] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[04:21.92] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:25.52] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[04:29.38] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:32.88] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[04:37.00] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:40.41] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[04:44.77] I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n[04:48.53] I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n[04:52.36] 'Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n[04:56.02] Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n[04:59.85] Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n[05:03.45] And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n[05:08.18] I'm so uptown\n[05:10.87] And muthafucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n[05:15.56] And now I'm on that rock shit\n[05:18.77] But why they let me in? I'm just gon' shoot 'em in the mosh pit\n[05:22.66] Haha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\n[05:26.22] Weezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\n[05:29.71] Young Mula, baby\n[05:31.55] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[05:33.64] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[05:36.88] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[05:40.45] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[05:44.39] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[05:48.12] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[05:51.98] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[05:55.53] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[06:00.42] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Uptown (feat. 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Fuck it, yes I will\n  I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n  Put it to ya life\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n  Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n  The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n  Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n  Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n  I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n  I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n  From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n  Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mane, this gon be a great night\n  Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n  Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n  Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n  This that major moment you've been waitinG on for too long\n  The best that ever did it and doinG it on a new song\n  UGK and Young Money, too strong\n  Bound to be in the green like a crouton\n  So what the fuck is you on?\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n  I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n  'Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n  Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n  Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n  And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n  I'm so uptown\n  And muthafucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n  And now I'm on that rock shit\n  But why they let me in? 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These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\nDamn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\nI'm in the daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? 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I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\nHaha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\nWeezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\nYoung Mula, baby\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.47] Yeah\n[00:08.92] Uh-huh\n[00:13.02] Uh, hardly home but always reppin'\n[00:19.04] You hardly on and always second\n[00:24.06] When I'm awake, you always restin'\n[00:27.57] And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n[00:30.49] I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n[00:33.98] Other niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\n[00:37.63] That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n[00:41.82] I just always did my own thing\n[00:44.58] Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n[00:47.78] I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n[00:51.10] Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n[00:54.70] Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n[00:57.86] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:02.83] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[01:06.56] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:10.43] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[01:14.06] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:17.65] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[01:21.58] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:26.17] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[01:30.36] Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n[01:33.37] Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n[01:36.76] Damn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\n[01:40.82] Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n[01:44.21] And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n[01:48.05] Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n[01:51.74] Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n[01:56.08] I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n[01:59.25] I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n[02:02.99] They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n[02:06.82] Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n[02:10.88] Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n[02:14.33] Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n[02:18.08] I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n[02:22.05] Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n[02:25.53] I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n[02:28.17] I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n[02:32.57] And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n[02:36.25] Guess I might, know what? 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These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\nDamn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\nI'm in the daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\nI am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\nPut it to ya life\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nBun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\nWhether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\nThe gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\nTime to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\nOr maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\nI wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\nI palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\nFrom the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\nBun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\nLook at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\nTry to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\nStupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\nThis that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\nThe best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\nUGK and Young Money, too strong\nBound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nI am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\nI own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\nCause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\nHate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\nSoowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\nAnd I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\nI'm so uptown\nAnd mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\nAnd now I'm on that rock shit\nBut why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\nHaha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\nWeezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\nYoung Mula, baby\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.98] Yeah\n[00:10.97] Uh-huh\n[00:14.12] Uh, hardly home but always reppin'\n[00:18.94] You hardly on and always second\n[00:22.82] When I'm awake, you always restin'\n[00:26.51] And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n[00:30.29] I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n[00:33.91] Other niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\n[00:37.83] That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n[00:41.57] I just always did my own thing\n[00:43.95] Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n[00:47.42] I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n[00:51.32] Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n[00:54.78] Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n[00:58.69] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:03.00] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[01:06.83] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:10.16] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[01:14.46] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:17.99] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[01:21.82] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:25.28] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[01:30.38] Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n[01:33.86] Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n[01:37.33] Damn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\n[01:41.03] Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n[01:44.74] And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n[01:48.47] Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n[01:52.15] Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n[01:56.09] I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n[01:59.68] I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n[02:03.43] They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n[02:07.06] Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n[02:10.71] Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n[02:14.77] Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n[02:18.68] I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n[02:22.81] Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n[02:26.27] I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n[02:29.00] I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n[02:33.05] And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n[02:36.74] Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n[02:39.35] I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n[02:43.17] Put it to ya life\n[02:44.77] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[02:47.94] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[02:51.77] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[02:55.07] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[02:58.98] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[03:02.73] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[03:06.63] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[03:10.18] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[03:14.96] Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n[03:18.02] Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n[03:22.07] The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n[03:25.92] Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n[03:29.76] Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n[03:33.10] I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n[03:37.47] I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n[03:40.83] From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n[03:44.76] Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\n[03:48.36] Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n[03:52.31] Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n[03:56.19] Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n[03:59.73] This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\n[04:03.52] The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\n[04:07.37] UGK and Young Money, too strong\n[04:09.92] Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n[04:14.63] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:18.04] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[04:21.73] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:25.19] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[04:29.10] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:32.69] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[04:36.76] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:40.16] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[04:44.34] I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n[04:48.54] I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n[04:51.94] Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n[04:55.82] Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n[04:59.78] Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n[05:03.68] And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n[05:07.30] I'm so uptown\n[05:10.64] And mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n[05:14.60] And now I'm on that rock shit\n[05:18.77] But why they let me in? 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These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\nDamn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\nI'm in the daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? 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These niggas always wonder who\n  Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n  And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n  Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n  Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n  I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n  I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n  They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n  Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n  Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n  Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n  I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n  Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n  I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n  I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n  And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n  Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n  I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n  Put it to ya life\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n  Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n  The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n  Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n  Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n  I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n  I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n  From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n  Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\n  Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n  Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n  Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n  This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\n  The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\n  UGK and Young Money, too strong\n  Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n  I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n  Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n  Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n  Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n  And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n  I'm so uptown\n  And mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n  And now I'm on that rock shit\n  But why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\n  Haha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\n  Weezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\n  Young Mula, baby\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n"},{"id":29748372,"name":"Uptown","trackName":"Uptown","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"Thank Me Later","duration":291.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nUh-huh\nUh, hardly home but always reppin'\nYou hardly on and always second\nWhen I'm awake, you always restin'\nAnd when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\nI'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\nOther niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\nThat's why I never follow y'all suggestions\nI just always did my own thing\nNow I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\nI see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\nShit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\nCause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nYeah, wrong way down a one-way\nWomen don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\nDamn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\nDamn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\nI'm in the daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\nI am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\nPut it to ya life\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nBun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\nWhether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\nThe gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\nTime to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\nOr maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\nI wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\nI palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\nFrom the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\nBun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\nLook at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\nTry to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\nStupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\nThis that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\nThe best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\nUGK and Young Money, too strong\nBound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nI am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\nI own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\nCause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\nHate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\nSoowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\nAnd I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\nI'm so uptown\nAnd mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\nAnd now I'm on that rock shit\nBut why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\nHaha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\nWeezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\nYoung Mula, baby\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.92] Yeah\n[00:10.94] Uh-huh\n[00:14.10] Uh, hardly home but always reppin'\n[00:18.99] You hardly on and always second\n[00:22.87] When I'm awake, you always restin'\n[00:26.52] And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n[00:30.23] I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n[00:33.92] Other niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\n[00:37.81] That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n[00:41.59] I just always did my own thing\n[00:43.91] Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n[00:47.43] I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n[00:51.37] Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n[00:54.75] Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n[00:58.62] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:03.02] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[01:06.88] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:10.19] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[01:14.40] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:17.93] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[01:21.86] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:25.26] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[01:30.39] Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n[01:33.82] Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n[01:37.38] Damn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\n[01:41.08] Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n[01:44.76] And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n[01:48.43] Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n[01:52.13] Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n[01:56.04] I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n[01:59.67] I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n[02:03.45] They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n[02:07.09] Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n[02:10.79] Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n[02:14.73] Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n[02:18.66] I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n[02:22.80] Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n[02:26.27] I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n[02:29.08] I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n[02:33.01] And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n[02:36.77] Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n[02:39.30] I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n[02:43.15] Put it to ya life\n[02:44.74] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[02:47.95] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[02:51.77] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[02:55.07] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[02:58.94] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[03:02.77] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[03:06.67] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[03:10.18] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[03:14.93] Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n[03:18.03] Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n[03:22.08] The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n[03:25.96] Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n[03:29.72] Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n[03:33.17] I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n[03:37.42] I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n[03:40.86] From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n[03:44.70] Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\n[03:48.37] Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n[03:52.33] Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n[03:56.16] Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n[03:59.76] This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\n[04:03.51] The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\n[04:07.39] UGK and Young Money, too strong\n[04:09.93] Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n[04:14.62] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:18.07] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[04:21.72] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:25.13] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[04:29.05] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:32.63] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[04:36.79] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:40.19] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[04:44.40] I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n[04:48.56] I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n[04:51.96] Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n[04:55.83] Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n[04:59.75] Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n[05:03.64] And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n[05:07.32] I'm so uptown\n[05:10.67] And mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n[05:14.68] And now I'm on that rock shit\n[05:18.70] But why they let me in? 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These niggas always wonder who\n  Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n  And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n  Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n  Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n  I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n  I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n  They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n  Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n  Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n  Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n  I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n  Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n  I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n  I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n  And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n  Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n  I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n  Put it to ya life\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n  Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n  The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n  Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n  Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n  I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n  I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n  From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n  Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\n  Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n  Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n  Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n  This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\n  The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\n  UGK and Young Money, too strong\n  Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n  I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n  Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n  Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n  Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n  And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n  I'm so uptown\n  And mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n  And now I'm on that rock shit\n  But why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\n  Haha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\n  Weezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\n  Young Mula, baby\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n"},{"id":14375044,"name":"Uptown","trackName":"Uptown","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"So Far Gone","duration":384.156735,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nUh-huh\nUh, hardly home but always reppin'\nYou hardly on and always second\nWhen I'm awake, you always restin'\nAnd when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\nI'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\nOther niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\nThat's why I never follow y'all suggestions\nI just always did my own thing\nNow I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\nI see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\nShit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\nCause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nYeah, wrong way down a one-way\nWomen don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\nDamn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\nDamn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\nI'm in the daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\nI am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\nPut it to ya life\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nBun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\nWhether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\nThe gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\nTime to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\nOr maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\nI wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\nI palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\nFrom the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\nBun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\nLook at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\nTry to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\nStupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\nThis that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\nThe best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\nUGK and Young Money, too strong\nBound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nI am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\nI own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\nCause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\nHate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\nSoowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\nAnd I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\nI'm so uptown\nAnd mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\nAnd now I'm on that rock shit\nBut why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\nHaha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\nWeezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\nYoung Mula, baby\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.35] Yeah\n[00:10.79] Uh-huh\n[00:15.28] Uh, hardly home but always reppin'\n[00:20.13] You hardly on and always second\n[00:23.96] When I'm awake, you always restin'\n[00:26.80] And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n[00:30.67] I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n[00:33.79] Other niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\n[00:37.92] That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n[00:41.67] I just always did my own thing\n[00:43.90] Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n[00:47.65] I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n[00:51.34] Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n[00:55.15] Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n[00:59.47] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:02.87] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[01:06.94] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:10.57] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[01:14.47] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:17.98] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[01:22.03] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:24.93] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[01:30.48] Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n[01:33.76] Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n[01:37.22] Damn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\n[01:41.17] Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n[01:44.92] And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n[01:48.46] Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n[01:52.50] Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n[01:55.97] I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n[01:59.93] I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n[02:03.66] They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n[02:07.46] Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n[02:11.21] Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n[02:15.29] Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n[02:19.23] I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n[02:22.72] Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n[02:26.68] I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n[02:29.02] I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n[02:32.83] And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n[02:36.74] Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n[02:40.03] I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n[02:43.49] Put it to ya life\n[02:45.09] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[02:47.69] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[02:52.36] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[02:55.46] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[02:59.23] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[03:03.14] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[03:07.04] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[03:10.02] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[03:15.27] Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n[03:18.48] Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n[03:22.10] The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n[03:26.14] Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n[03:29.50] Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n[03:33.37] I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n[03:37.16] I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n[03:41.17] From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n[03:44.97] Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\n[03:48.23] Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n[03:52.30] Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n[03:56.03] Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n[03:59.60] This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\n[04:03.72] The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\n[04:07.13] UGK and Young Money, too strong\n[04:09.94] Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n[04:14.94] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:18.52] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[04:22.26] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:25.08] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[04:29.06] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:32.29] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[04:35.28] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:38.15] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[04:41.98] I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n[04:46.14] I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n[04:49.92] Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n[04:53.82] Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n[04:57.58] Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n[05:01.17] And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n[05:06.64] I'm so uptown\n[05:08.36] And mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n[05:13.15] And now I'm on that rock shit\n[05:16.54] But why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\n[05:20.41] Haha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\n[05:23.96] Weezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\n[05:28.11] Young Mula, baby\n[05:29.67] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[05:32.23] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[05:34.78] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[05:37.51] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[05:41.84] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[05:45.32] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[05:49.61] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[05:53.06] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[06:07.96] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Uptown\n  artist: Drake\n  album: So Far Gone\n  duration_ms: 384157\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 5350\n  end_ms: 10790\n- text: Uh-huh\n  start_ms: 10790\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: Uh, hardly home but always reppin'\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 20130\n- text: You hardly on and always second\n  start_ms: 20130\n  end_ms: 23960\n- text: When I'm awake, you always restin'\n  start_ms: 23960\n  end_ms: 26800\n- text: And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n  start_ms: 26800\n  end_ms: 30670\n- text: I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n  start_ms: 30670\n  end_ms: 33790\n- text: Other niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\n  start_ms: 33790\n  end_ms: 37920\n- text: That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n  start_ms: 37920\n  end_ms: 41670\n- text: I just always did my own thing\n  start_ms: 41670\n  end_ms: 43900\n- text: Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n  start_ms: 43900\n  end_ms: 47650\n- text: I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n  start_ms: 47650\n  end_ms: 51340\n- text: Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n  start_ms: 51340\n  end_ms: 55150\n- text: Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n  start_ms: 55150\n  end_ms: 59470\n- text: It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  start_ms: 59470\n  end_ms: 62870\n- text: It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  start_ms: 62870\n  end_ms: 66940\n- text: That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  start_ms: 66940\n  end_ms: 70570\n- text: I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  start_ms: 70570\n  end_ms: 74470\n- text: It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  start_ms: 74470\n  end_ms: 77980\n- text: It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  start_ms: 77980\n  end_ms: 82030\n- text: I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  start_ms: 82030\n  end_ms: 84930\n- text: I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n  start_ms: 84930\n  end_ms: 90480\n- text: Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n  start_ms: 90480\n  end_ms: 93760\n- text: Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n  start_ms: 93760\n  end_ms: 97220\n- text: Damn, where I get it from? 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These niggas always wonder who\n  Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n  And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n  Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n  Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n  I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n  I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n  They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n  Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n  Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n  Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n  I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n  Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n  I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n  I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n  And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n  Guess I might, know what? 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These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\nDamn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\nI'm in the daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? 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These niggas always wonder who\n[01:40.83] Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n[01:44.24] And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n[01:48.06] Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n[01:51.79] Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n[01:56.08] I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n[01:59.20] I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n[02:02.99] They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n[02:06.86] Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n[02:10.84] Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n[02:14.39] Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n[02:18.09] I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n[02:22.03] Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n[02:25.50] I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n[02:28.16] I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n[02:32.59] And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n[02:36.27] Guess I might, know what? 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These niggas always wonder who\n  Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n  And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n  Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n  Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n  I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n  I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n  They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n  Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n  Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n  Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n  I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n  Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n  I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n  I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n  And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n  Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n  I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n  Put it to ya life\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n  Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n  The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n  Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n  Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n  I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n  I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n  From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n  Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\n  Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n  Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n  Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n  This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\n  The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\n  UGK and Young Money, too strong\n  Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n  I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n  Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n  Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n  Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n  And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n  I'm so uptown\n  And mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n  And now I'm on that rock shit\n  But why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\n  Haha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\n  Weezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\n  Young Mula, baby\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n"},{"id":14557987,"name":"Uptown","trackName":"Uptown","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"So Far Gone: An October's Very Own Presentation","duration":382.3020409,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nUh-huh\nUh, hardly home but always reppin'\nYou hardly on and always second\nWhen I'm awake, you always restin'\nAnd when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\nI'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\nOther niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\nThat's why I never follow y'all suggestions\nI just always did my own thing\nNow I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\nI see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\nShit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\nCause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nYeah, wrong way down a one-way\nWomen don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\nDamn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\nDamn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\nI'm in the daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\nI am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\nPut it to ya life\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nBun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\nWhether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\nThe gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\nTime to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\nOr maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\nI wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\nI palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\nFrom the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\nBun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\nLook at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\nTry to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\nStupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\nThis that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\nThe best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\nUGK and Young Money, too strong\nBound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nI am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\nI own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\nCause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\nHate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\nSoowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\nAnd I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\nI'm so uptown\nAnd mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\nAnd now I'm on that rock shit\nBut why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\nHaha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\nWeezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\nYoung Mula, baby\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.92] Yeah\n[00:10.93] Uh-huh\n[00:14.15] Uh, hardly home but always reppin'\n[00:18.91] You hardly on and always second\n[00:22.81] When I'm awake, you always restin'\n[00:26.54] And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n[00:30.20] I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n[00:33.94] Other niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\n[00:37.82] That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n[00:41.57] I just always did my own thing\n[00:43.91] Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n[00:47.43] I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n[00:51.32] Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n[00:54.73] Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n[00:58.61] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:03.04] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[01:06.88] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:10.10] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[01:14.48] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:17.98] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[01:21.85] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:25.24] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[01:30.39] Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n[01:33.84] Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n[01:37.31] Damn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\n[01:41.09] Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n[01:44.75] And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n[01:48.42] Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n[01:52.12] Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n[01:56.04] I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n[01:59.68] I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n[02:03.44] They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n[02:07.08] Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n[02:10.75] Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n[02:14.74] Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n[02:18.69] I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n[02:22.89] Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n[02:26.25] I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n[02:29.04] I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n[02:33.01] And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n[02:36.73] Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n[02:39.36] I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n[02:43.15] Put it to ya life\n[02:44.75] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[02:47.90] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[02:51.76] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[02:55.00] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[02:58.99] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[03:02.76] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[03:06.68] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[03:10.17] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[03:14.92] Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n[03:18.02] Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n[03:22.07] The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n[03:25.96] Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n[03:29.74] Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n[03:33.16] I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n[03:37.41] I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n[03:40.86] From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n[03:44.78] Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\n[03:48.36] Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n[03:52.35] Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n[03:56.13] Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n[03:59.74] This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\n[04:03.50] The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\n[04:07.38] UGK and Young Money, too strong\n[04:09.94] Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n[04:14.69] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:18.03] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[04:21.78] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:25.11] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[04:29.07] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:32.65] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[04:36.76] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:40.12] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[04:44.36] I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n[04:48.53] I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n[04:51.92] Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n[04:55.84] Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n[04:59.71] Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n[05:03.60] And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n[05:07.31] I'm so uptown\n[05:10.62] And mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n[05:14.63] And now I'm on that rock shit\n[05:18.79] But why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\n[05:22.18] Haha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\n[05:26.08] Weezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\n[05:29.65] Young Mula, baby\n[05:32.10] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[05:34.33] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[05:36.74] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[05:39.26] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[05:44.29] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[05:47.68] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[05:51.70] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[05:54.99] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[06:00.16] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Uptown\n  artist: Drake\n  album: 'So Far Gone: An October''s Very Own Presentation'\n  duration_ms: 382302\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 6920\n  end_ms: 10930\n- text: Uh-huh\n  start_ms: 10930\n  end_ms: 14150\n- text: Uh, hardly home but always reppin'\n  start_ms: 14150\n  end_ms: 18910\n- text: You hardly on and always second\n  start_ms: 18910\n  end_ms: 22810\n- text: When I'm awake, you always restin'\n  start_ms: 22810\n  end_ms: 26540\n- text: And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n  start_ms: 26540\n  end_ms: 30200\n- text: I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n  start_ms: 30200\n  end_ms: 33940\n- text: Other niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\n  start_ms: 33940\n  end_ms: 37820\n- text: That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n  start_ms: 37820\n  end_ms: 41570\n- text: I just always did my own thing\n  start_ms: 41570\n  end_ms: 43910\n- text: Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n  start_ms: 43910\n  end_ms: 47430\n- text: I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n  start_ms: 47430\n  end_ms: 51320\n- text: Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n  start_ms: 51320\n  end_ms: 54730\n- text: Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n  start_ms: 54730\n  end_ms: 58610\n- text: It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  start_ms: 58610\n  end_ms: 63040\n- text: It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  start_ms: 63040\n  end_ms: 66880\n- text: That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  start_ms: 66880\n  end_ms: 70100\n- text: I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  start_ms: 70100\n  end_ms: 74480\n- text: It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  start_ms: 74480\n  end_ms: 77980\n- text: It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  start_ms: 77980\n  end_ms: 81850\n- text: I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  start_ms: 81850\n  end_ms: 85240\n- text: I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n  start_ms: 85240\n  end_ms: 90390\n- text: Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n  start_ms: 90390\n  end_ms: 93840\n- text: Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n  start_ms: 93840\n  end_ms: 97310\n- text: Damn, where I get it from? 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These niggas always wonder who\n  Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n  And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n  Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n  Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n  I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n  I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n  They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n  Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n  Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n  Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n  I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n  Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n  I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n  I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n  And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n  Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n  I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n  Put it to ya life\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n  Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n  The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n  Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n  Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n  I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n  I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n  From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n  Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\n  Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n  Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n  Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n  This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\n  The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\n  UGK and Young Money, too strong\n  Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n  I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n  Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n  Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n  Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n  And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n  I'm so uptown\n  And mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n  And now I'm on that rock shit\n  But why they let me in? 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These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\nDamn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\nI'm in the daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\nI am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\nPut it to ya life\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nBun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\nWhether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\nThe gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\nTime to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\nOr maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\nI wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\nI palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\nFrom the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\nBun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\nLook at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\nTry to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\nStupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\nThis that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\nThe best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\nUGK and Young Money, too strong\nBound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nI am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\nI own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\nCause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\nHate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\nSoowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\nAnd I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\nI'm so uptown\nAnd mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\nAnd now I'm on that rock shit\nBut why they let me in? 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These niggas always wonder who\n[01:40.83] Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n[01:44.24] And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n[01:48.06] Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n[01:51.79] Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n[01:56.08] I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n[01:59.20] I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n[02:02.99] They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n[02:06.86] Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n[02:10.84] Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n[02:14.39] Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n[02:18.09] I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n[02:22.03] Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n[02:25.50] I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n[02:28.16] I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n[02:32.59] And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n[02:36.27] Guess I might, know what? 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These niggas always wonder who\n  Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n  And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n  Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n  Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n  I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n  I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n  They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n  Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n  Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n  Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n  I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n  Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n  I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n  I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n  And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n  Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n  I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n  Put it to ya life\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n  Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n  The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n  Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n  Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n  I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n  I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n  From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n  Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\n  Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n  Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n  Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n  This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\n  The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\n  UGK and Young Money, too strong\n  Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n  I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n  Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n  Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n  Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n  And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n  I'm so uptown\n  And mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n  And now I'm on that rock shit\n  But why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\n  Haha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\n  Weezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\n  Young Mula, baby\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n"},{"id":13599438,"name":"Uptown","trackName":"Uptown","artistName":"Drake","albumName":"Thank Me Later","duration":381.408,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nUh-huh\nUh, hardly home but always reppin'\nYou hardly on and always second\nWhen I'm awake, you always restin'\nAnd when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\nI'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\nOther niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\nThat's why I never follow y'all suggestions\nI just always did my own thing\nNow I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\nI see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\nShit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\nCause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nYeah, wrong way down a one-way\nWomen don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\nDamn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\nDamn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\nI'm in the daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\nI am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\nPut it to ya life\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nBun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\nWhether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\nThe gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\nTime to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\nOr maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\nI wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\nI palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\nFrom the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\nBun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\nLook at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\nTry to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\nStupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\nThis that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\nThe best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\nUGK and Young Money, too strong\nBound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nI am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\nI own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\nCause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\nHate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\nSoowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\nAnd I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\nI'm so uptown\nAnd mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\nAnd now I'm on that rock shit\nBut why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\nHaha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\nWeezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\nYoung Mula, baby\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.40] Yeah\n[00:08.98] Uh-huh\n[00:13.04] Uh, hardly home but always reppin'\n[00:19.09] You hardly on and always second\n[00:24.03] When I'm awake, you always restin'\n[00:27.58] And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n[00:30.41] I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n[00:33.96] Other niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\n[00:37.66] That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n[00:41.86] I just always did my own thing\n[00:44.52] Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n[00:47.75] I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n[00:51.13] Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n[00:54.72] Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n[00:57.84] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:02.80] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[01:06.50] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:10.42] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[01:14.03] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:17.63] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[01:21.59] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:26.18] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[01:30.37] Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n[01:33.35] Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n[01:36.70] Damn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\n[01:40.83] Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n[01:44.24] And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n[01:48.06] Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n[01:51.79] Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n[01:56.08] I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n[01:59.20] I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n[02:02.99] They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n[02:06.86] Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n[02:10.84] Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n[02:14.39] Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n[02:18.09] I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n[02:22.03] Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n[02:25.50] I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n[02:28.16] I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n[02:32.59] And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n[02:36.27] Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n[02:39.09] I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n[02:42.74] Put it to ya life\n[02:44.30] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[02:47.01] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[02:50.99] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[02:54.61] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[02:58.32] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[03:02.90] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[03:07.13] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[03:10.15] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[03:14.30] Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n[03:17.42] Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n[03:21.22] The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n[03:24.95] Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n[03:28.42] Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n[03:32.56] I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n[03:36.00] I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n[03:39.79] From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n[03:43.75] Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\n[03:47.48] Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n[03:51.29] Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n[03:54.45] Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n[03:58.34] This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\n[04:03.24] The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\n[04:06.14] UGK and Young Money, too strong\n[04:09.54] Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n[04:12.68] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:17.14] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[04:20.71] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:25.88] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[04:28.42] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[04:33.72] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[04:35.74] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[04:39.26] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[04:43.47] I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n[04:47.39] I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n[04:50.98] Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n[04:54.42] Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n[04:58.42] Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n[05:02.28] And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n[05:05.98] I'm so uptown\n[05:08.50] And mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n[05:13.30] And now I'm on that rock shit\n[05:17.46] But why they let me in? 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These niggas always wonder who\nThen they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\nAnd shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\nOr there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\nNow she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\nI drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\nI don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\nThey just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\nHave you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\nSippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\nDamn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\nI'm in the daze, you been amazed\nY'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\nI'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\nI got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\nAnd yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\nGuess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\nI am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\nPut it to ya life\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nBun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\nWhether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\nThe gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\nTime to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\nOr maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\nI wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\nI palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\nFrom the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\nBun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\nLook at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\nTry to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\nStupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\nThis that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\nThe best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\nUGK and Young Money, too strong\nBound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\nI am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\nI own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\nCause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\nHate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\nSoowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\nAnd I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\nI'm so uptown\nAnd mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\nAnd now I'm on that rock shit\nBut why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\nHaha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\nWeezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\nYoung Mula, baby\n\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\nThat I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\nIt's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\nIt's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\nI'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\nI'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.40] Yeah\n[00:08.98] Uh-huh\n[00:13.04] Uh, hardly home but always reppin'\n[00:19.09] You hardly on and always second\n[00:24.03] When I'm awake, you always restin'\n[00:27.58] And when they call you the answer, you are hardly questioned\n[00:30.41] I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions\n[00:33.96] Other niggas' situations, they are all depressin'\n[00:37.66] That's why I never follow y'all suggestions\n[00:41.86] I just always did my own thing\n[00:44.52] Now I run the game, you stupid motha-suckas\n[00:47.75] I see all this money through my Ohio State Buckeyes\n[00:51.13] Shit been goin' good, but good can turn to better\n[00:54.72] Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm about to get her\n[00:57.84] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:02.80] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n[01:06.50] That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:10.42] I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n[01:14.03] It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n[01:17.63] It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n[01:21.59] I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n[01:26.18] I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n[01:30.37] Yeah, wrong way down a one-way\n[01:33.35] Women don't get saved 'round me, even on a Sunday\n[01:36.70] Damn, where I get it from? These niggas always wonder who\n[01:40.83] Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n[01:44.24] And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n[01:48.06] Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n[01:51.79] Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n[01:56.08] I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n[01:59.20] I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n[02:02.99] They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n[02:06.86] Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n[02:10.84] Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n[02:14.39] Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n[02:18.09] I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n[02:22.03] Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n[02:25.50] I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n[02:28.16] I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n[02:32.59] And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n[02:36.27] Guess I might, know what? 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These niggas always wonder who\n  Then they meet my pop and tell him, \"Drake is just a younger you\"\n  And shawty wanna party, so don't let yo' girl up out the house\n  Or there'll be shots on TMZ of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth\n  Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to shoot her\n  I drive two black cars, I named 'em Malcolm X and Martin Luther\n  I don't ever play, but I'm in the game lady\n  They just lose to love, those are tennis games, lady\n  Have you countin' money, goin' duffle bag crazy\n  Sippin' on Pink Floyd and puffin Wayne Brady\n  Damn, Whose Line is it Anyway?\n  I'm in the daze, you been amazed\n  Y'all seem to be stuck on that beginner stage\n  I'm on fire, yup, I've been a blaze\n  I got dough to blow, but I wanna blow it right, you look nice\n  And yo' frame makes me wanna bowl a strike, well alright\n  Guess I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will\n  I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real\n  Put it to ya life\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  Bun B, king of the trill, also one of the dopest\n  Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused\n  The gangsta recognize me for my loc-ness, no joke, it's\n  Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a locust\n  Or maybe like a python, that's the type of shit I'm on\n  I wrote this on my iPhone, so let me drop this iBomb\n  I palm the game like it's a Spalding ball and take flight\n  From the free-throw line and slam it down like I'm the great Mike\n  Bun and Wayne and Drake in here, mayne, this gon' be a great night\n  Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white\n  Try to cross me over I just fake left, then I break right\n  Stupid animal tricks like David Letterman's Late Night\n  This that major moment you've been waitin' on for too long\n  The best that ever did it and doin' it on a new song\n  UGK and Young Money, too strong\n  Bound to be in the green like a crouton, so what the fuck is you on?\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n\n  I am the leather jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy\n  I own the swagga supermarket and you, you just a bag boy\n  Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you never had boy\n  Hate and I will leave your chest the color of my flag, boy\n  Soowoo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you bitch\n  And I keep that toaster, you can come and be my strudel, bitch\n  I'm so uptown\n  And mutha-fucka if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah\n  And now I'm on that rock shit\n  But why they let me in? I'mma start shootin in a moshpit\n  Haha, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?\n  Weezy in ya mouth, now, Weezy what you talkin' 'bout\n  Young Mula, baby\n\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell your friends\n  That I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, I'm on, best believe I understand\n  It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay\n  It's okay, it's okay, you can run and tell my city\n  I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on\n  I'm on, come on, you can run and tell my city it's on\n"}]