[{"id":11247949,"name":"Roll Up Re-Up","trackName":"Roll Up Re-Up","artistName":"Emtee","albumName":"Avery","duration":286.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's the re-up\nRing, ring ya'll on\nStarboy come, ya-ya\nIt's the re-up\n\nDon't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\nSo much money, I got money on me\nI let my mama hold a hundred thousand\nI let my sister hold two hundred thou-\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nPrivate jets in my Jays\nNga-phone-a uber yam letha\n\nYabona manje siyabaleka\nRasta, roll up the weed one time\nGive me that cheese one time\nI wanna feel cool one time\nGive me that tree one time\nFuck that bitch one time\n\nRasta, roll up the weed one time\nGive me that cheese one time\nI wanna feel cool one time\nGive me that tree one time\nFuck that bitch one time\n\nI pray, love come my way\nShe knows she loves my way\nMy love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\nMy love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\nI know, you love my way\nI pray, love comes my way\nMy love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\nMy love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n\nIf she trippin', leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch Niggaz over\nHot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling out up the jays\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's (It's the re-up)\nStart rolling up the jets\nNo matter what I know they see us (I know they see us)\n\nI see they hatin' that's 'cause we up\nStop talking, light the tree up (light the tree up)\nThis is no remix, this the re-up\nAzishe one time, (one time) s'phile one time (one time)\nAkufiwe one time, (one time) siz'wise one time (one time)\n\nSin'bise one time, (one time) nani n'fike one time (one time)\nRoll up one time, (one time) then we smoke some one time (one time)\nI'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\nI got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\nDo it if you think you better (think you better)\nThe strongest do it if you think you clever\n\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone (bitch alone)\nThat's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\nHot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me (pistol on me)\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\nStart rolling out the jays\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\nStart rolling up the jets\n\nI'm catching flights while niggas catch emotions, oh yeah\nThese flashing lights will make you lose your focus\nThat's the reason I'm so antisocial\nSeason after season, cheese at my disposal\nA week in Mozambique to catch my breath\nSmoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese\nYeah the crown heavy on my head\n\nIt's a lot of pressure\nClouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective\nHigher grade, dumb it down\nBlowing pounds, ganja clouds\nWay way out in London town, nearly missed my baby ultrasound\nWe been through this shit before\nNiggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that cooking oil\n\nTrouble's what you're looking for\nWhen the fam' come through, all we ever do is flex\nTryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew\nEmtee we in this sitch'\nFeel like it's time to roll another jet\nYeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\n\nIt's the re-up\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\nHotboxin' 'til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up in chains\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the chains (the chains)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.34] It's the re-up\n[00:03.00] Ring, ring ya'll on\n[00:04.28] Starboy come, ya-ya\n[00:08.34] It's the re-up\n[00:10.69] Don't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\n[00:14.53] So much money, I got money on me\n[00:18.38] I let my mama hold a hundred thousand\n[00:21.81] I let my sister hold two hundred thou-\n[00:26.06] Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n[00:29.95] Private jets in my Jays\n[00:33.26] Nga-phone-a uber yam letha\n[00:36.82] Yabona manje siyabaleka\n[00:39.05] Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n[00:41.13] Give me that cheese one time\n[00:42.22] I wanna feel cool one time\n[00:43.64] Give me that tree one time\n[00:45.00] Fuck that bitch one time\n[00:46.90] Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n[00:48.51] Give me that cheese one time\n[00:50.02] I wanna feel cool one time\n[00:51.43] Give me that tree one time\n[00:52.99] Fuck that bitch one time\n[00:55.48] I pray, love come my way\n[00:59.57] She knows she loves my way\n[01:02.75] My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\n[01:06.70] My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n[01:10.63] I know, you love my way\n[01:14.74] I pray, love comes my way\n[01:18.26] My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\n[01:21.59] My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n[01:26.78] If she trippin', leave that bitch alone\n[01:29.80] That's why you never catch Niggaz over\n[01:33.79] Hot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\n[01:37.56] I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n[01:38.54] Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n[01:45.49] Start rolling out up the jays\n[01:49.29] Krapa, fasa, baba let's (It's the re-up)\n[01:53.13] Start rolling up the jets\n[01:56.30] No matter what I know they see us (I know they see us)\n[02:00.56] I see they hatin' that's 'cause we up\n[02:04.49] Stop talking, light the tree up (light the tree up)\n[02:08.27] This is no remix, this the re-up\n[02:10.59] Azishe one time, (one time) s'phile one time (one time)\n[02:13.74] Akufiwe one time, (one time) siz'wise one time (one time)\n[02:15.90] Sin'bise one time, (one time) nani n'fike one time (one time)\n[02:21.62] Roll up one time, (one time) then we smoke some one time (one time)\n[02:26.70] I'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\n[02:30.61] I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\n[02:34.32] Do it if you think you better (think you better)\n[02:37.50] The strongest do it if you think you clever\n[02:42.23] If she tripping leave that bitch alone (bitch alone)\n[02:45.85] That's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\n[02:50.20] Hot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\n[02:53.22] I'm never scared, got no pistol on me (pistol on me)\n[02:57.12] Krapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\n[03:00.75] Start rolling out the jays\n[03:04.52] Krapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\n[03:08.36] Start rolling up the jets\n[03:12.00] I'm catching flights while niggas catch emotions, oh yeah\n[03:15.99] These flashing lights will make you lose your focus\n[03:19.65] That's the reason I'm so antisocial\n[03:23.28] Season after season, cheese at my disposal\n[03:26.29] A week in Mozambique to catch my breath\n[03:29.75] Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese\n[03:33.14] Yeah the crown heavy on my head\n[03:35.94] It's a lot of pressure\n[03:37.44] Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective\n[03:41.24] Higher grade, dumb it down\n[03:42.78] Blowing pounds, ganja clouds\n[03:44.74] Way way out in London town, nearly missed my baby ultrasound\n[03:48.81] We been through this shit before\n[03:50.37] Niggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that cooking oil\n[03:54.52] Trouble's what you're looking for\n[03:57.12] When the fam' come through, all we ever do is flex\n[03:59.74] Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew\n[04:02.46] Emtee we in this sitch'\n[04:04.17] Feel like it's time to roll another jet\n[04:07.49] Yeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\n[04:11.08] It's the re-up\n[04:13.02] If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n[04:16.52] That's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\n[04:20.08] Hotboxin' 'til the spliff is over\n[04:24.18] I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n[04:27.60] Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n[04:31.71] Start rolling up in chains\n[04:35.46] Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n[04:39.03] Start rolling up the chains (the chains)\n[04:44.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Up Re-Up\n  artist: Emtee\n  album: Avery\n  duration_ms: 286000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's the re-up\n  start_ms: 340\n  end_ms: 3000\n- text: Ring, ring ya'll on\n  start_ms: 3000\n  end_ms: 4280\n- text: Starboy come, ya-ya\n  start_ms: 4280\n  end_ms: 8340\n- text: It's the re-up\n  start_ms: 8340\n  end_ms: 10690\n- text: Don't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\n  start_ms: 10690\n  end_ms: 14530\n- text: So much money, I got money on me\n  start_ms: 14530\n  end_ms: 18380\n- text: I let my mama hold a hundred thousand\n  start_ms: 18380\n  end_ms: 21810\n- text: I let my sister hold two hundred thou-\n  start_ms: 21810\n  end_ms: 26060\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  start_ms: 26060\n  end_ms: 29950\n- text: Private jets in my Jays\n  start_ms: 29950\n  end_ms: 33260\n- text: Nga-phone-a uber yam letha\n  start_ms: 33260\n  end_ms: 36820\n- text: Yabona manje siyabaleka\n  start_ms: 36820\n  end_ms: 39050\n- text: Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  start_ms: 39050\n  end_ms: 41130\n- text: Give me that cheese one time\n  start_ms: 41130\n  end_ms: 42220\n- text: I wanna feel cool one time\n  start_ms: 42220\n  end_ms: 43640\n- text: Give me that tree one time\n  start_ms: 43640\n  end_ms: 45000\n- text: Fuck that bitch one time\n  start_ms: 45000\n  end_ms: 46900\n- text: Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  start_ms: 46900\n  end_ms: 48510\n- text: Give me that cheese one time\n  start_ms: 48510\n  end_ms: 50020\n- text: I wanna feel cool one time\n  start_ms: 50020\n  end_ms: 51430\n- text: Give me that tree one time\n  start_ms: 51430\n  end_ms: 52990\n- text: Fuck that bitch one time\n  start_ms: 52990\n  end_ms: 55480\n- text: I pray, love come my way\n  start_ms: 55480\n  end_ms: 59570\n- text: She knows she loves my way\n  start_ms: 59570\n  end_ms: 62750\n- text: My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\n  start_ms: 62750\n  end_ms: 66700\n- text: My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n  start_ms: 66700\n  end_ms: 70630\n- text: I know, you love my way\n  start_ms: 70630\n  end_ms: 74740\n- text: I pray, love comes my way\n  start_ms: 74740\n  end_ms: 78260\n- text: My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\n  start_ms: 78260\n  end_ms: 81590\n- text: My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n  start_ms: 81590\n  end_ms: 86780\n- text: If she trippin', leave that bitch alone\n  start_ms: 86780\n  end_ms: 89800\n- text: That's why you never catch Niggaz over\n  start_ms: 89800\n  end_ms: 93790\n- text: Hot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\n  start_ms: 93790\n  end_ms: 97560\n- text: I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  start_ms: 97560\n  end_ms: 98540\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  start_ms: 98540\n  end_ms: 105490\n- text: Start rolling out up the jays\n  start_ms: 105490\n  end_ms: 109290\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's (It's the re-up)\n  start_ms: 109290\n  end_ms: 113130\n- text: Start rolling up the jets\n  start_ms: 113130\n  end_ms: 116300\n- text: No matter what I know they see us (I know they see us)\n  start_ms: 116300\n  end_ms: 120560\n- text: I see they hatin' that's 'cause we up\n  start_ms: 120560\n  end_ms: 124490\n- text: Stop talking, light the tree up (light the tree up)\n  start_ms: 124490\n  end_ms: 128270\n- text: This is no remix, this the re-up\n  start_ms: 128270\n  end_ms: 130590\n- text: Azishe one time, (one time) s'phile one time (one time)\n  start_ms: 130590\n  end_ms: 133740\n- text: Akufiwe one time, (one time) siz'wise one time (one time)\n  start_ms: 133740\n  end_ms: 135900\n- text: Sin'bise one time, (one time) nani n'fike one time (one time)\n  start_ms: 135900\n  end_ms: 141620\n- text: Roll up one time, (one time) then we smoke some one time (one time)\n  start_ms: 141620\n  end_ms: 146700\n- text: I'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\n  start_ms: 146700\n  end_ms: 150610\n- text: I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\n  start_ms: 150610\n  end_ms: 154320\n- text: Do it if you think you better (think you better)\n  start_ms: 154320\n  end_ms: 157500\n- text: The strongest do it if you think you clever\n  start_ms: 157500\n  end_ms: 162230\n- text: If she tripping leave that bitch alone (bitch alone)\n  start_ms: 162230\n  end_ms: 165850\n- text: That's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\n  start_ms: 165850\n  end_ms: 170200\n- text: Hot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\n  start_ms: 170200\n  end_ms: 173220\n- text: I'm never scared, got no pistol on me (pistol on me)\n  start_ms: 173220\n  end_ms: 177120\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\n  start_ms: 177120\n  end_ms: 180750\n- text: Start rolling out the jays\n  start_ms: 180750\n  end_ms: 184520\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\n  start_ms: 184520\n  end_ms: 188360\n- text: Start rolling up the jets\n  start_ms: 188360\n  end_ms: 192000\n- text: I'm catching flights while niggas catch emotions, oh yeah\n  start_ms: 192000\n  end_ms: 195990\n- text: These flashing lights will make you lose your focus\n  start_ms: 195990\n  end_ms: 199650\n- text: That's the reason I'm so antisocial\n  start_ms: 199650\n  end_ms: 203280\n- text: Season after season, cheese at my disposal\n  start_ms: 203280\n  end_ms: 206290\n- text: A week in Mozambique to catch my breath\n  start_ms: 206290\n  end_ms: 209750\n- text: Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese\n  start_ms: 209750\n  end_ms: 213140\n- text: Yeah the crown heavy on my head\n  start_ms: 213140\n  end_ms: 215940\n- text: It's a lot of pressure\n  start_ms: 215940\n  end_ms: 217440\n- text: Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective\n  start_ms: 217440\n  end_ms: 221240\n- text: Higher grade, dumb it down\n  start_ms: 221240\n  end_ms: 222780\n- text: Blowing pounds, ganja clouds\n  start_ms: 222780\n  end_ms: 224740\n- text: Way way out in London town, nearly missed my baby ultrasound\n  start_ms: 224740\n  end_ms: 228810\n- text: We been through this shit before\n  start_ms: 228810\n  end_ms: 230370\n- text: Niggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that cooking oil\n  start_ms: 230370\n  end_ms: 234520\n- text: Trouble's what you're looking for\n  start_ms: 234520\n  end_ms: 237120\n- text: When the fam' come through, all we ever do is flex\n  start_ms: 237120\n  end_ms: 239740\n- text: Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew\n  start_ms: 239740\n  end_ms: 242460\n- text: Emtee we in this sitch'\n  start_ms: 242460\n  end_ms: 244170\n- text: Feel like it's time to roll another jet\n  start_ms: 244170\n  end_ms: 247490\n- text: Yeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\n  start_ms: 247490\n  end_ms: 251080\n- text: It's the re-up\n  start_ms: 251080\n  end_ms: 253020\n- text: If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  start_ms: 253020\n  end_ms: 256520\n- text: That's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\n  start_ms: 256520\n  end_ms: 260080\n- text: Hotboxin' 'til the spliff is over\n  start_ms: 260080\n  end_ms: 264180\n- text: I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  start_ms: 264180\n  end_ms: 267600\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  start_ms: 267600\n  end_ms: 271710\n- text: Start rolling up in chains\n  start_ms: 271710\n  end_ms: 275460\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  start_ms: 275460\n  end_ms: 279030\n- text: Start rolling up the chains (the chains)\n  start_ms: 279030\n  end_ms: 284560\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 284560\nplain: |-\n  It's the re-up\n  Ring, ring ya'll on\n  Starboy come, ya-ya\n  It's the re-up\n\n  Don't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\n  So much money, I got money on me\n  I let my mama hold a hundred thousand\n  I let my sister hold two hundred thou-\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Private jets in my Jays\n  Nga-phone-a uber yam letha\n\n  Yabona manje siyabaleka\n  Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  Give me that cheese one time\n  I wanna feel cool one time\n  Give me that tree one time\n  Fuck that bitch one time\n\n  Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  Give me that cheese one time\n  I wanna feel cool one time\n  Give me that tree one time\n  Fuck that bitch one time\n\n  I pray, love come my way\n  She knows she loves my way\n  My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\n  My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n  I know, you love my way\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\n  My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n\n  If she trippin', leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch Niggaz over\n  Hot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling out up the jays\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's (It's the re-up)\n  Start rolling up the jets\n  No matter what I know they see us (I know they see us)\n\n  I see they hatin' that's 'cause we up\n  Stop talking, light the tree up (light the tree up)\n  This is no remix, this the re-up\n  Azishe one time, (one time) s'phile one time (one time)\n  Akufiwe one time, (one time) siz'wise one time (one time)\n\n  Sin'bise one time, (one time) nani n'fike one time (one time)\n  Roll up one time, (one time) then we smoke some one time (one time)\n  I'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\n  I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\n  Do it if you think you better (think you better)\n  The strongest do it if you think you clever\n\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone (bitch alone)\n  That's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\n  Hot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me (pistol on me)\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\n  Start rolling out the jays\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\n  Start rolling up the jets\n\n  I'm catching flights while niggas catch emotions, oh yeah\n  These flashing lights will make you lose your focus\n  That's the reason I'm so antisocial\n  Season after season, cheese at my disposal\n  A week in Mozambique to catch my breath\n  Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese\n  Yeah the crown heavy on my head\n\n  It's a lot of pressure\n  Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective\n  Higher grade, dumb it down\n  Blowing pounds, ganja clouds\n  Way way out in London town, nearly missed my baby ultrasound\n  We been through this shit before\n  Niggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that cooking oil\n\n  Trouble's what you're looking for\n  When the fam' come through, all we ever do is flex\n  Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew\n  Emtee we in this sitch'\n  Feel like it's time to roll another jet\n  Yeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\n\n  It's the re-up\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\n  Hotboxin' 'til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up in chains\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the chains (the chains)\n"},{"id":14755795,"name":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. AKA","trackName":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. AKA","artistName":"Emtee","albumName":"Avery","duration":286.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's the Re-Up\nRing, ring along\nStarboy come through\nIt's the Re-Up\n\nDon't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\nSo much money, I got money on it\nI let my mama hold a hundred thousand\nI let my sister hold two hundred thousand\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nPrivate jets in my Jays\nKa phona uber\nYa bana manje se ba late\n\nRasta, roll up the weed one time\nGive me that cheese one time\nI wanna feel cool one time\nGive me that tree one time\nFuck that bitch one time\n\nRasta, roll up the weed one time\nGive me that cheese one time\nI wanna feel cool one time\nGive me that tree one time\nFuck that bitch one time\nI pray, love comes my way\nShe knows she loves my way\nMy love for money got me working on a\nMy love for money got me working on a Saturday\nMy love for money got me grinding on a Sunday\nI pray, love comes my way\nMy love for money got me working on a\nMy love for money got me working on a Saturday\nMy love for money got me grinding on a Sunday\n\nIf she tripping, leave that bitch alone\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nHotboxing 'til the spliff is over\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the jets\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the jets\n\nNo matter what I know they see us\nI see they hating, that's cause we up\nThis is no remix, this the re-up\nAzishe one time, s'phile one time\nAkufiwe one time, siz'wise one time\nSin'bise one time, nani n'fike one time\nRoll up one time, then we smoke some one\nRoll up one time, then we smoke some one time\nI got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\nDo it if you think you better\nNgizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you\nClever\nNgizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you clever\n\nIf she tripping, leave that bitch alone\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nHotboxing 'til the spliff is over\nJets I'm catching flights while niggas catch\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the jets\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the jets\n\nI'm catching flights while niggas catch emotions\nThese flashing lights will make you lose your focus\nA week in Mozambique to catch my breath\nSmoke a lot of dank, brush up on my\nPortuguese\nSmoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese\nClouds of the Mary Jane help me get\nPerspective\nHigher grade, dumb it down\nClouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective\nMy baby ultrasound\nWe been through this shit before\nWay, way out in London town, nearly missed\nMy baby ultrasound\nTrouble's what you looking for\nWhen the fam come through, all we ever do\nCooking oil\nTryna make handsome loot, shoutout my\n\nWhen the fam come through, all we ever do is flex\nTryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nFeel like it's time to roll another jay (Yeah, yeah)\nWatch me suffer from success\n\nIf she tripping, leave that bitch alone\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\nHotboxing 'til the spliff is over\nMe and you is not the same bro\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the jets\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the jets","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Up Re-Up (feat. AKA\n  artist: Emtee\n  album: Avery\n  duration_ms: 286000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  It's the Re-Up\n  Ring, ring along\n  Starboy come through\n  It's the Re-Up\n\n  Don't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\n  So much money, I got money on it\n  I let my mama hold a hundred thousand\n  I let my sister hold two hundred thousand\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Private jets in my Jays\n  Ka phona uber\n  Ya bana manje se ba late\n\n  Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  Give me that cheese one time\n  I wanna feel cool one time\n  Give me that tree one time\n  Fuck that bitch one time\n\n  Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  Give me that cheese one time\n  I wanna feel cool one time\n  Give me that tree one time\n  Fuck that bitch one time\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  She knows she loves my way\n  My love for money got me working on a\n  My love for money got me working on a Saturday\n  My love for money got me grinding on a Sunday\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  My love for money got me working on a\n  My love for money got me working on a Saturday\n  My love for money got me grinding on a Sunday\n\n  If she tripping, leave that bitch alone\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  Hotboxing 'til the spliff is over\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the jets\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the jets\n\n  No matter what I know they see us\n  I see they hating, that's cause we up\n  This is no remix, this the re-up\n  Azishe one time, s'phile one time\n  Akufiwe one time, siz'wise one time\n  Sin'bise one time, nani n'fike one time\n  Roll up one time, then we smoke some one\n  Roll up one time, then we smoke some one time\n  I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\n  Do it if you think you better\n  Ngizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you\n  Clever\n  Ngizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you clever\n\n  If she tripping, leave that bitch alone\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Hotboxing 'til the spliff is over\n  Jets I'm catching flights while niggas catch\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the jets\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the jets\n\n  I'm catching flights while niggas catch emotions\n  These flashing lights will make you lose your focus\n  A week in Mozambique to catch my breath\n  Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my\n  Portuguese\n  Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese\n  Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get\n  Perspective\n  Higher grade, dumb it down\n  Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective\n  My baby ultrasound\n  We been through this shit before\n  Way, way out in London town, nearly missed\n  My baby ultrasound\n  Trouble's what you looking for\n  When the fam come through, all we ever do\n  Cooking oil\n  Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my\n\n  When the fam come through, all we ever do is flex\n  Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  Feel like it's time to roll another jay (Yeah, yeah)\n  Watch me suffer from success\n\n  If she tripping, leave that bitch alone\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  Hotboxing 'til the spliff is over\n  Me and you is not the same bro\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the jets\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the jets\n"},{"id":4211651,"name":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. Wizkid & AKA)","trackName":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. Wizkid & AKA)","artistName":"Emtee","albumName":"Avery","duration":286.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Roll Up (Re-Up)\nFeaturing: Wizkid & AKA\n\nDon't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\nSo much money, I got money on it\nI let my mama hold a hundred thousand\nI let my sister hold two hundred thou\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nPrivate jets in my Jays\nKa phona uber\nYa bana manje se ba late\nRasta, roll up the weed one time\nGive her that cheese one time\nI wanna feel cool one time\nGive me that tree one time\nFuck that bitch one time\nI pray, love comes my way\nShe knows she loves my way\nMy love for money got me working on a\nSaturday\nMy love for money got me grinding on a\nSunday\nI know you love my way\nI pray, love comes my way\nMy love for money got me working on a\nSaturday\nMy love for money got me grinding on a\nSunday\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\nJets No matter what I know they see us\nI see they hating that's cause we up\nStop talking like a G, yo\nThis is no remix, this the re-up\nAzishe one time, s'phile one time\nAkufiwe one time, siz'wise one time\nSin'bise one time, nani n'fike one time\nRoll up one time, then we smoke some one\nTime\nI'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\nI got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\nDo it if you think you better\nNgizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you\nClever\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\nJets I'm catching flights while niggas catch\nEmotions\nThese flashing lights will make you lose your\nFocus\nThat's that reason I'm so antisocial\nSeason after season, cheese at my disposal\nA week in Mozambique to catch my breath\nSmoke a lot of dank, brush up on my\nPortuguese\nYeah the crown heavy on my head\nIt's a lot of pressure\nClouds of the Mary Jane help me get\nPerspective\nHigher grade, dumb it down\nBlowing pounds, ganja clouds\nWay way out in London town, nearly missed\nMy baby ultrasound\nWe been through this shit before\nNiggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that\nCooking oil\nTrouble's what you looking for\nWhen the fam come through, all we ever do\nIs flex\nTryna make handsome loot, shoutout my\nSandton crew\nEmtee we in this sitch'\nFeel like it's time to roll another jet\nYeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\nJets There they go talking like they know\nMe and you is not the same bro\nI'm getting in cause I prayed yo\nThey dancing, but who is to blame though?\n(Me)\nI be on the phone talking 'bout some deals\nPhela\nI'm working hard so don't you hate on me, I\nBeen fed up\nUthatha ma chance and you think you gonna\nWin? Never!\nMawuphethe mali uyaphaula kanti yin'\nClever?\nWoah, out here with them OG's baby\nYour boyfriend acting like he know me baby\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\nJets","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Up Re-Up (feat. Wizkid & AKA)\n  artist: Emtee\n  album: Avery\n  duration_ms: 286000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Roll Up (Re-Up)\n  Featuring: Wizkid & AKA\n\n  Don't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\n  So much money, I got money on it\n  I let my mama hold a hundred thousand\n  I let my sister hold two hundred thou\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Private jets in my Jays\n  Ka phona uber\n  Ya bana manje se ba late\n  Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  Give her that cheese one time\n  I wanna feel cool one time\n  Give me that tree one time\n  Fuck that bitch one time\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  She knows she loves my way\n  My love for money got me working on a\n  Saturday\n  My love for money got me grinding on a\n  Sunday\n  I know you love my way\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  My love for money got me working on a\n  Saturday\n  My love for money got me grinding on a\n  Sunday\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  Jets No matter what I know they see us\n  I see they hating that's cause we up\n  Stop talking like a G, yo\n  This is no remix, this the re-up\n  Azishe one time, s'phile one time\n  Akufiwe one time, siz'wise one time\n  Sin'bise one time, nani n'fike one time\n  Roll up one time, then we smoke some one\n  Time\n  I'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\n  I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\n  Do it if you think you better\n  Ngizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you\n  Clever\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  Jets I'm catching flights while niggas catch\n  Emotions\n  These flashing lights will make you lose your\n  Focus\n  That's that reason I'm so antisocial\n  Season after season, cheese at my disposal\n  A week in Mozambique to catch my breath\n  Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my\n  Portuguese\n  Yeah the crown heavy on my head\n  It's a lot of pressure\n  Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get\n  Perspective\n  Higher grade, dumb it down\n  Blowing pounds, ganja clouds\n  Way way out in London town, nearly missed\n  My baby ultrasound\n  We been through this shit before\n  Niggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that\n  Cooking oil\n  Trouble's what you looking for\n  When the fam come through, all we ever do\n  Is flex\n  Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my\n  Sandton crew\n  Emtee we in this sitch'\n  Feel like it's time to roll another jet\n  Yeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  Jets There they go talking like they know\n  Me and you is not the same bro\n  I'm getting in cause I prayed yo\n  They dancing, but who is to blame though?\n  (Me)\n  I be on the phone talking 'bout some deals\n  Phela\n  I'm working hard so don't you hate on me, I\n  Been fed up\n  Uthatha ma chance and you think you gonna\n  Win? Never!\n  Mawuphethe mali uyaphaula kanti yin'\n  Clever?\n  Woah, out here with them OG's baby\n  Your boyfriend acting like he know me baby\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  Jets\n"},{"id":9225011,"name":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. AKA & Wizkid)","trackName":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. AKA & Wizkid)","artistName":"Emtee","albumName":"Avery","duration":285.48,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Roll Up (Re-Up)\nFeaturing: Wizkid & AKA\n\nDon't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\nSo much money, I got money on it\nI let my mama hold a hundred thousand\nI let my sister hold two hundred thou\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nPrivate jets in my Jays\nKa phona uber\nYa bana manje se ba late\nRasta, roll up the weed one time\nGive her that cheese one time\nI wanna feel cool one time\nGive me that tree one time\nFuck that bitch one time\nI pray, love comes my way\nShe knows she loves my way\nMy love for money got me working on a\nSaturday\nMy love for money got me grinding on a\nSunday\nI know you love my way\nI pray, love comes my way\nMy love for money got me working on a\nSaturday\nMy love for money got me grinding on a\nSunday\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\njets No matter what I know they see us\nI see they hating that's cause we up\nStop talking like a G, yo\nThis is no remix, this the re-up\nAzishe one time, s'phile one time\nAkufiwe one time, siz'wise one time\nSin'bise one time, nani n'fike one time\nRoll up one time, then we smoke some one\ntime\nI'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\nI got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\nDo it if you think you better\nNgizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you\nclever\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\njets I'm catching flights while niggas catch\nemotions\nThese flashing lights will make you lose your\nfocus\nThat's that reason I'm so antisocial\nSeason after season, cheese at my disposal\nA week in Mozambique to catch my breath\nSmoke a lot of dank, brush up on my\nPortuguese\nYeah the crown heavy on my head\nIt's a lot of pressure\nClouds of the Mary Jane help me get\nperspective\nHigher grade, dumb it down\nBlowing pounds, ganja clouds\nWay way out in London town, nearly missed\nmy baby ultrasound\nWe been through this shit before\nNiggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that\ncooking oil\nTrouble's what you looking for\nWhen the fam come through, all we ever do\nis flex\nTryna make handsome loot, shoutout my\nSandton crew\nEmtee we in this sitch'\nFeel like it's time to roll another jet\nYeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\njets There they go talking like they know\nMe and you is not the same bro\nI'm getting in cause I prayed yo\nThey dancing, but who is to blame though?\n(Me)\nI be on the phone talking 'bout some deals\nphela\nI'm working hard so don't you hate on me, I\nbeen fed up\nUthatha ma chance and you think you gonna\nwin? Never!\nMawuphethe mali uyaphaula kanti yin'\nclever?\nWoah, out here with them OG's baby\nYour boyfriend acting like he know me baby\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\njets","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Up Re-Up (feat. AKA & Wizkid)\n  artist: Emtee\n  album: Avery\n  duration_ms: 285480\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Roll Up (Re-Up)\n  Featuring: Wizkid & AKA\n\n  Don't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\n  So much money, I got money on it\n  I let my mama hold a hundred thousand\n  I let my sister hold two hundred thou\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Private jets in my Jays\n  Ka phona uber\n  Ya bana manje se ba late\n  Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  Give her that cheese one time\n  I wanna feel cool one time\n  Give me that tree one time\n  Fuck that bitch one time\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  She knows she loves my way\n  My love for money got me working on a\n  Saturday\n  My love for money got me grinding on a\n  Sunday\n  I know you love my way\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  My love for money got me working on a\n  Saturday\n  My love for money got me grinding on a\n  Sunday\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  jets No matter what I know they see us\n  I see they hating that's cause we up\n  Stop talking like a G, yo\n  This is no remix, this the re-up\n  Azishe one time, s'phile one time\n  Akufiwe one time, siz'wise one time\n  Sin'bise one time, nani n'fike one time\n  Roll up one time, then we smoke some one\n  time\n  I'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\n  I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\n  Do it if you think you better\n  Ngizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you\n  clever\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  jets I'm catching flights while niggas catch\n  emotions\n  These flashing lights will make you lose your\n  focus\n  That's that reason I'm so antisocial\n  Season after season, cheese at my disposal\n  A week in Mozambique to catch my breath\n  Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my\n  Portuguese\n  Yeah the crown heavy on my head\n  It's a lot of pressure\n  Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get\n  perspective\n  Higher grade, dumb it down\n  Blowing pounds, ganja clouds\n  Way way out in London town, nearly missed\n  my baby ultrasound\n  We been through this shit before\n  Niggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that\n  cooking oil\n  Trouble's what you looking for\n  When the fam come through, all we ever do\n  is flex\n  Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my\n  Sandton crew\n  Emtee we in this sitch'\n  Feel like it's time to roll another jet\n  Yeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  jets There they go talking like they know\n  Me and you is not the same bro\n  I'm getting in cause I prayed yo\n  They dancing, but who is to blame though?\n  (Me)\n  I be on the phone talking 'bout some deals\n  phela\n  I'm working hard so don't you hate on me, I\n  been fed up\n  Uthatha ma chance and you think you gonna\n  win? Never!\n  Mawuphethe mali uyaphaula kanti yin'\n  clever?\n  Woah, out here with them OG's baby\n  Your boyfriend acting like he know me baby\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  jets\n"},{"id":16492564,"name":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. AKA & Wizkid)","trackName":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. AKA & Wizkid)","artistName":"Emtee","albumName":"4:46","duration":285.48,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's the Re-Up\nRing, ring along\nStarboy come through\nIt's the Re-Up\n\nDon't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\nSo much money, I got money on it\nI let my mama hold a hundred thousand\nI let my sister hold two hundred thousand\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nPrivate jets in my Jays\nKa phona uber\nYa bana manje se ba late\n\nRasta, roll up the weed one time\nGive me that cheese one time\nI wanna feel cool one time\nGive me that tree one time\nFuck that bitch one time\n\nRasta, roll up the weed one time\nGive me that cheese one time\nI wanna feel cool one time\nGive me that tree one time\nFuck that bitch one time\nI pray, love comes my way\nShe knows she loves my way\nMy love for money got me working on a\nMy love for money got me working on a Saturday\nMy love for money got me grinding on a Sunday\nI pray, love comes my way\nMy love for money got me working on a\nMy love for money got me working on a Saturday\nMy love for money got me grinding on a Sunday\n\nIf she tripping, leave that bitch alone\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nHotboxing 'til the spliff is over\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the jets\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the jets\n\nNo matter what I know they see us\nI see they hating, that's cause we up\nThis is no remix, this the re-up\nAzishe one time, s'phile one time\nAkufiwe one time, siz'wise one time\nSin'bise one time, nani n'fike one time\nRoll up one time, then we smoke some one\nRoll up one time, then we smoke some one time\nI got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\nDo it if you think you better\nNgizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you\nClever\nNgizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you clever\n\nIf she tripping, leave that bitch alone\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nHotboxing 'til the spliff is over\nJets I'm catching flights while niggas catch\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the jets\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the jets\n\nI'm catching flights while niggas catch emotions\nThese flashing lights will make you lose your focus\nA week in Mozambique to catch my breath\nSmoke a lot of dank, brush up on my\nPortuguese\nSmoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese\nClouds of the Mary Jane help me get\nPerspective\nHigher grade, dumb it down\nClouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective\nMy baby ultrasound\nWe been through this shit before\nWay, way out in London town, nearly missed\nMy baby ultrasound\nTrouble's what you looking for\nWhen the fam come through, all we ever do\nCooking oil\nTryna make handsome loot, shoutout my\n\nWhen the fam come through, all we ever do is flex\nTryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nFeel like it's time to roll another jay (Yeah, yeah)\nWatch me suffer from success\n\nIf she tripping, leave that bitch alone\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\nHotboxing 'til the spliff is over\nMe and you is not the same bro\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the jets\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the jets","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Up Re-Up (feat. AKA & Wizkid)\n  artist: Emtee\n  album: 4:46\n  duration_ms: 285480\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  It's the Re-Up\n  Ring, ring along\n  Starboy come through\n  It's the Re-Up\n\n  Don't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\n  So much money, I got money on it\n  I let my mama hold a hundred thousand\n  I let my sister hold two hundred thousand\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Private jets in my Jays\n  Ka phona uber\n  Ya bana manje se ba late\n\n  Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  Give me that cheese one time\n  I wanna feel cool one time\n  Give me that tree one time\n  Fuck that bitch one time\n\n  Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  Give me that cheese one time\n  I wanna feel cool one time\n  Give me that tree one time\n  Fuck that bitch one time\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  She knows she loves my way\n  My love for money got me working on a\n  My love for money got me working on a Saturday\n  My love for money got me grinding on a Sunday\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  My love for money got me working on a\n  My love for money got me working on a Saturday\n  My love for money got me grinding on a Sunday\n\n  If she tripping, leave that bitch alone\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  Hotboxing 'til the spliff is over\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the jets\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the jets\n\n  No matter what I know they see us\n  I see they hating, that's cause we up\n  This is no remix, this the re-up\n  Azishe one time, s'phile one time\n  Akufiwe one time, siz'wise one time\n  Sin'bise one time, nani n'fike one time\n  Roll up one time, then we smoke some one\n  Roll up one time, then we smoke some one time\n  I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\n  Do it if you think you better\n  Ngizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you\n  Clever\n  Ngizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you clever\n\n  If she tripping, leave that bitch alone\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Hotboxing 'til the spliff is over\n  Jets I'm catching flights while niggas catch\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the jets\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the jets\n\n  I'm catching flights while niggas catch emotions\n  These flashing lights will make you lose your focus\n  A week in Mozambique to catch my breath\n  Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my\n  Portuguese\n  Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese\n  Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get\n  Perspective\n  Higher grade, dumb it down\n  Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective\n  My baby ultrasound\n  We been through this shit before\n  Way, way out in London town, nearly missed\n  My baby ultrasound\n  Trouble's what you looking for\n  When the fam come through, all we ever do\n  Cooking oil\n  Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my\n\n  When the fam come through, all we ever do is flex\n  Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  Feel like it's time to roll another jay (Yeah, yeah)\n  Watch me suffer from success\n\n  If she tripping, leave that bitch alone\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  Hotboxing 'til the spliff is over\n  Me and you is not the same bro\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the jets\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the jets\n"},{"id":38862190,"name":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. Wizkid & AKA)","trackName":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. Wizkid & AKA)","artistName":"Emtee","albumName":"Avery","duration":285.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's the re-up\nRing, ring ya'll on\nStarboy come, ya-ya\nIt's the re-up\n\nDon't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\nSo much money, I got money on me\nI let my mama hold a hundred thousand\nI let my sister hold two hundred thou-\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nPrivate jets in my Jays\nNga-phone-a uber yam letha\n\nYabona manje siyabaleka\nRasta, roll up the weed one time\nGive me that cheese one time\nI wanna feel cool one time\nGive me that tree one time\nFuck that bitch one time\n\nRasta, roll up the weed one time\nGive me that cheese one time\nI wanna feel cool one time\nGive me that tree one time\nFuck that bitch one time\n\nI pray, love come my way\nShe knows she loves my way\nMy love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\nMy love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\nI know, you love my way\nI pray, love comes my way\nMy love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\nMy love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n\nIf she trippin', leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch Niggaz over\nHot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling out up the jays\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's (It's the re-up)\nStart rolling up the jets\nNo matter what I know they see us (I know they see us)\n\nI see they hatin' that's 'cause we up\nStop talking, light the tree up (light the tree up)\nThis is no remix, this the re-up\nAzishe one time, (one time) s'phile one time (one time)\nAkufiwe one time, (one time) siz'wise one time (one time)\n\nSin'bise one time, (one time) nani n'fike one time (one time)\nRoll up one time, (one time) then we smoke some one time (one time)\nI'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\nI got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\nDo it if you think you better (think you better)\nThe strongest do it if you think you clever\n\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone (bitch alone)\nThat's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\nHot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me (pistol on me)\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\nStart rolling out the jays\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\nStart rolling up the jets\n\nI'm catching flights while niggas catch emotions, oh yeah\nThese flashing lights will make you lose your focus\nThat's the reason I'm so antisocial\nSeason after season, cheese at my disposal\nA week in Mozambique to catch my breath\nSmoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese\nYeah the crown heavy on my head\n\nIt's a lot of pressure\nClouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective\nHigher grade, dumb it down\nBlowing pounds, ganja clouds\nWay way out in London town, nearly missed my baby ultrasound\nWe been through this shit before\nNiggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that cooking oil\n\nTrouble's what you're looking for\nWhen the fam' come through, all we ever do is flex\nTryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew\nEmtee we in this sitch'\nFeel like it's time to roll another jet\nYeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\n\nIt's the re-up\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\nHotboxin' 'til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up in chains\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nStart rolling up the chains (the chains)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.34] It's the re-up\n[00:03.00] Ring, ring ya'll on\n[00:04.28] Starboy come, ya-ya\n[00:08.34] It's the re-up\n[00:10.69] Don't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\n[00:14.53] So much money, I got money on me\n[00:18.38] I let my mama hold a hundred thousand\n[00:21.81] I let my sister hold two hundred thou-\n[00:26.06] Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n[00:29.95] Private jets in my Jays\n[00:33.26] Nga-phone-a uber yam letha\n[00:36.82] Yabona manje siyabaleka\n[00:39.05] Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n[00:41.13] Give me that cheese one time\n[00:42.22] I wanna feel cool one time\n[00:43.64] Give me that tree one time\n[00:45.00] Fuck that bitch one time\n[00:46.90] Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n[00:48.51] Give me that cheese one time\n[00:50.02] I wanna feel cool one time\n[00:51.43] Give me that tree one time\n[00:52.99] Fuck that bitch one time\n[00:55.48] I pray, love come my way\n[00:59.57] She knows she loves my way\n[01:02.75] My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\n[01:06.70] My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n[01:10.63] I know, you love my way\n[01:14.74] I pray, love comes my way\n[01:18.26] My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\n[01:21.59] My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n[01:26.78] If she trippin', leave that bitch alone\n[01:29.80] That's why you never catch Niggaz over\n[01:33.79] Hot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\n[01:37.56] I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n[01:38.54] Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n[01:45.49] Start rolling out up the jays\n[01:49.29] Krapa, fasa, baba let's (It's the re-up)\n[01:53.13] Start rolling up the jets\n[01:56.30] No matter what I know they see us (I know they see us)\n[02:00.56] I see they hatin' that's 'cause we up\n[02:04.49] Stop talking, light the tree up (light the tree up)\n[02:08.27] This is no remix, this the re-up\n[02:10.59] Azishe one time, (one time) s'phile one time (one time)\n[02:13.74] Akufiwe one time, (one time) siz'wise one time (one time)\n[02:15.90] Sin'bise one time, (one time) nani n'fike one time (one time)\n[02:21.62] Roll up one time, (one time) then we smoke some one time (one time)\n[02:26.70] I'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\n[02:30.61] I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\n[02:34.32] Do it if you think you better (think you better)\n[02:37.50] The strongest do it if you think you clever\n[02:42.23] If she tripping leave that bitch alone (bitch alone)\n[02:45.85] That's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\n[02:50.20] Hot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\n[02:53.22] I'm never scared, got no pistol on me (pistol on me)\n[02:57.12] Krapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\n[03:00.75] Start rolling out the jays\n[03:04.52] Krapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\n[03:08.36] Start rolling up the jets\n[03:12.00] I'm catching flights while niggas catch emotions, oh yeah\n[03:15.99] These flashing lights will make you lose your focus\n[03:19.65] That's the reason I'm so antisocial\n[03:23.28] Season after season, cheese at my disposal\n[03:26.29] A week in Mozambique to catch my breath\n[03:29.75] Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese\n[03:33.14] Yeah the crown heavy on my head\n[03:35.94] It's a lot of pressure\n[03:37.44] Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective\n[03:41.24] Higher grade, dumb it down\n[03:42.78] Blowing pounds, ganja clouds\n[03:44.74] Way way out in London town, nearly missed my baby ultrasound\n[03:48.81] We been through this shit before\n[03:50.37] Niggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that cooking oil\n[03:54.52] Trouble's what you're looking for\n[03:57.12] When the fam' come through, all we ever do is flex\n[03:59.74] Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew\n[04:02.46] Emtee we in this sitch'\n[04:04.17] Feel like it's time to roll another jet\n[04:07.49] Yeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\n[04:11.08] It's the re-up\n[04:13.02] If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n[04:16.52] That's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\n[04:20.08] Hotboxin' 'til the spliff is over\n[04:24.18] I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n[04:27.60] Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n[04:31.71] Start rolling up in chains\n[04:35.46] Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n[04:39.03] Start rolling up the chains (the chains)\n[04:44.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Up Re-Up (feat. Wizkid & AKA)\n  artist: Emtee\n  album: Avery\n  duration_ms: 285000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's the re-up\n  start_ms: 340\n  end_ms: 3000\n- text: Ring, ring ya'll on\n  start_ms: 3000\n  end_ms: 4280\n- text: Starboy come, ya-ya\n  start_ms: 4280\n  end_ms: 8340\n- text: It's the re-up\n  start_ms: 8340\n  end_ms: 10690\n- text: Don't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\n  start_ms: 10690\n  end_ms: 14530\n- text: So much money, I got money on me\n  start_ms: 14530\n  end_ms: 18380\n- text: I let my mama hold a hundred thousand\n  start_ms: 18380\n  end_ms: 21810\n- text: I let my sister hold two hundred thou-\n  start_ms: 21810\n  end_ms: 26060\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  start_ms: 26060\n  end_ms: 29950\n- text: Private jets in my Jays\n  start_ms: 29950\n  end_ms: 33260\n- text: Nga-phone-a uber yam letha\n  start_ms: 33260\n  end_ms: 36820\n- text: Yabona manje siyabaleka\n  start_ms: 36820\n  end_ms: 39050\n- text: Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  start_ms: 39050\n  end_ms: 41130\n- text: Give me that cheese one time\n  start_ms: 41130\n  end_ms: 42220\n- text: I wanna feel cool one time\n  start_ms: 42220\n  end_ms: 43640\n- text: Give me that tree one time\n  start_ms: 43640\n  end_ms: 45000\n- text: Fuck that bitch one time\n  start_ms: 45000\n  end_ms: 46900\n- text: Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  start_ms: 46900\n  end_ms: 48510\n- text: Give me that cheese one time\n  start_ms: 48510\n  end_ms: 50020\n- text: I wanna feel cool one time\n  start_ms: 50020\n  end_ms: 51430\n- text: Give me that tree one time\n  start_ms: 51430\n  end_ms: 52990\n- text: Fuck that bitch one time\n  start_ms: 52990\n  end_ms: 55480\n- text: I pray, love come my way\n  start_ms: 55480\n  end_ms: 59570\n- text: She knows she loves my way\n  start_ms: 59570\n  end_ms: 62750\n- text: My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\n  start_ms: 62750\n  end_ms: 66700\n- text: My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n  start_ms: 66700\n  end_ms: 70630\n- text: I know, you love my way\n  start_ms: 70630\n  end_ms: 74740\n- text: I pray, love comes my way\n  start_ms: 74740\n  end_ms: 78260\n- text: My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\n  start_ms: 78260\n  end_ms: 81590\n- text: My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n  start_ms: 81590\n  end_ms: 86780\n- text: If she trippin', leave that bitch alone\n  start_ms: 86780\n  end_ms: 89800\n- text: That's why you never catch Niggaz over\n  start_ms: 89800\n  end_ms: 93790\n- text: Hot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\n  start_ms: 93790\n  end_ms: 97560\n- text: I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  start_ms: 97560\n  end_ms: 98540\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  start_ms: 98540\n  end_ms: 105490\n- text: Start rolling out up the jays\n  start_ms: 105490\n  end_ms: 109290\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's (It's the re-up)\n  start_ms: 109290\n  end_ms: 113130\n- text: Start rolling up the jets\n  start_ms: 113130\n  end_ms: 116300\n- text: No matter what I know they see us (I know they see us)\n  start_ms: 116300\n  end_ms: 120560\n- text: I see they hatin' that's 'cause we up\n  start_ms: 120560\n  end_ms: 124490\n- text: Stop talking, light the tree up (light the tree up)\n  start_ms: 124490\n  end_ms: 128270\n- text: This is no remix, this the re-up\n  start_ms: 128270\n  end_ms: 130590\n- text: Azishe one time, (one time) s'phile one time (one time)\n  start_ms: 130590\n  end_ms: 133740\n- text: Akufiwe one time, (one time) siz'wise one time (one time)\n  start_ms: 133740\n  end_ms: 135900\n- text: Sin'bise one time, (one time) nani n'fike one time (one time)\n  start_ms: 135900\n  end_ms: 141620\n- text: Roll up one time, (one time) then we smoke some one time (one time)\n  start_ms: 141620\n  end_ms: 146700\n- text: I'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\n  start_ms: 146700\n  end_ms: 150610\n- text: I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\n  start_ms: 150610\n  end_ms: 154320\n- text: Do it if you think you better (think you better)\n  start_ms: 154320\n  end_ms: 157500\n- text: The strongest do it if you think you clever\n  start_ms: 157500\n  end_ms: 162230\n- text: If she tripping leave that bitch alone (bitch alone)\n  start_ms: 162230\n  end_ms: 165850\n- text: That's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\n  start_ms: 165850\n  end_ms: 170200\n- text: Hot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\n  start_ms: 170200\n  end_ms: 173220\n- text: I'm never scared, got no pistol on me (pistol on me)\n  start_ms: 173220\n  end_ms: 177120\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\n  start_ms: 177120\n  end_ms: 180750\n- text: Start rolling out the jays\n  start_ms: 180750\n  end_ms: 184520\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\n  start_ms: 184520\n  end_ms: 188360\n- text: Start rolling up the jets\n  start_ms: 188360\n  end_ms: 192000\n- text: I'm catching flights while niggas catch emotions, oh yeah\n  start_ms: 192000\n  end_ms: 195990\n- text: These flashing lights will make you lose your focus\n  start_ms: 195990\n  end_ms: 199650\n- text: That's the reason I'm so antisocial\n  start_ms: 199650\n  end_ms: 203280\n- text: Season after season, cheese at my disposal\n  start_ms: 203280\n  end_ms: 206290\n- text: A week in Mozambique to catch my breath\n  start_ms: 206290\n  end_ms: 209750\n- text: Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese\n  start_ms: 209750\n  end_ms: 213140\n- text: Yeah the crown heavy on my head\n  start_ms: 213140\n  end_ms: 215940\n- text: It's a lot of pressure\n  start_ms: 215940\n  end_ms: 217440\n- text: Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective\n  start_ms: 217440\n  end_ms: 221240\n- text: Higher grade, dumb it down\n  start_ms: 221240\n  end_ms: 222780\n- text: Blowing pounds, ganja clouds\n  start_ms: 222780\n  end_ms: 224740\n- text: Way way out in London town, nearly missed my baby ultrasound\n  start_ms: 224740\n  end_ms: 228810\n- text: We been through this shit before\n  start_ms: 228810\n  end_ms: 230370\n- text: Niggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that cooking oil\n  start_ms: 230370\n  end_ms: 234520\n- text: Trouble's what you're looking for\n  start_ms: 234520\n  end_ms: 237120\n- text: When the fam' come through, all we ever do is flex\n  start_ms: 237120\n  end_ms: 239740\n- text: Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew\n  start_ms: 239740\n  end_ms: 242460\n- text: Emtee we in this sitch'\n  start_ms: 242460\n  end_ms: 244170\n- text: Feel like it's time to roll another jet\n  start_ms: 244170\n  end_ms: 247490\n- text: Yeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\n  start_ms: 247490\n  end_ms: 251080\n- text: It's the re-up\n  start_ms: 251080\n  end_ms: 253020\n- text: If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  start_ms: 253020\n  end_ms: 256520\n- text: That's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\n  start_ms: 256520\n  end_ms: 260080\n- text: Hotboxin' 'til the spliff is over\n  start_ms: 260080\n  end_ms: 264180\n- text: I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  start_ms: 264180\n  end_ms: 267600\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  start_ms: 267600\n  end_ms: 271710\n- text: Start rolling up in chains\n  start_ms: 271710\n  end_ms: 275460\n- text: Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  start_ms: 275460\n  end_ms: 279030\n- text: Start rolling up the chains (the chains)\n  start_ms: 279030\n  end_ms: 284560\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 284560\nplain: |-\n  It's the re-up\n  Ring, ring ya'll on\n  Starboy come, ya-ya\n  It's the re-up\n\n  Don't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\n  So much money, I got money on me\n  I let my mama hold a hundred thousand\n  I let my sister hold two hundred thou-\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Private jets in my Jays\n  Nga-phone-a uber yam letha\n\n  Yabona manje siyabaleka\n  Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  Give me that cheese one time\n  I wanna feel cool one time\n  Give me that tree one time\n  Fuck that bitch one time\n\n  Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  Give me that cheese one time\n  I wanna feel cool one time\n  Give me that tree one time\n  Fuck that bitch one time\n\n  I pray, love come my way\n  She knows she loves my way\n  My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\n  My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n  I know, you love my way\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  My love for money got me workin' on a Saturday\n  My love for money got me grindin' on a Sunday\n\n  If she trippin', leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch Niggaz over\n  Hot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling out up the jays\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's (It's the re-up)\n  Start rolling up the jets\n  No matter what I know they see us (I know they see us)\n\n  I see they hatin' that's 'cause we up\n  Stop talking, light the tree up (light the tree up)\n  This is no remix, this the re-up\n  Azishe one time, (one time) s'phile one time (one time)\n  Akufiwe one time, (one time) siz'wise one time (one time)\n\n  Sin'bise one time, (one time) nani n'fike one time (one time)\n  Roll up one time, (one time) then we smoke some one time (one time)\n  I'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\n  I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\n  Do it if you think you better (think you better)\n  The strongest do it if you think you clever\n\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone (bitch alone)\n  That's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\n  Hot boxin' 'till the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me (pistol on me)\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\n  Start rolling out the jays\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's (baba let's)\n  Start rolling up the jets\n\n  I'm catching flights while niggas catch emotions, oh yeah\n  These flashing lights will make you lose your focus\n  That's the reason I'm so antisocial\n  Season after season, cheese at my disposal\n  A week in Mozambique to catch my breath\n  Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese\n  Yeah the crown heavy on my head\n\n  It's a lot of pressure\n  Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective\n  Higher grade, dumb it down\n  Blowing pounds, ganja clouds\n  Way way out in London town, nearly missed my baby ultrasound\n  We been through this shit before\n  Niggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that cooking oil\n\n  Trouble's what you're looking for\n  When the fam' come through, all we ever do is flex\n  Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew\n  Emtee we in this sitch'\n  Feel like it's time to roll another jet\n  Yeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\n\n  It's the re-up\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch Niggaz over (Niggaz over)\n  Hotboxin' 'til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up in chains\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Start rolling up the chains (the chains)\n"},{"id":9300631,"name":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. Wizkid & AKA)","trackName":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. Wizkid & AKA)","artistName":"Emtee, AKA, Wizkid","albumName":"Avery","duration":285.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Roll Up (Re-Up)\nFeaturing: Wizkid & AKA\n\nDon't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\nSo much money, I got money on it\nI let my mama hold a hundred thousand\nI let my sister hold two hundred thou\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nPrivate jets in my Jays\nKa phona uber\nYa bana manje se ba late\nRasta, roll up the weed one time\nGive her that cheese one time\nI wanna feel cool one time\nGive me that tree one time\nFuck that bitch one time\nI pray, love comes my way\nShe knows she loves my way\nMy love for money got me working on a\nSaturday\nMy love for money got me grinding on a\nSunday\nI know you love my way\nI pray, love comes my way\nMy love for money got me working on a\nSaturday\nMy love for money got me grinding on a\nSunday\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\njets No matter what I know they see us\nI see they hating that's cause we up\nStop talking like a G, yo\nThis is no remix, this the re-up\nAzishe one time, s'phile one time\nAkufiwe one time, siz'wise one time\nSin'bise one time, nani n'fike one time\nRoll up one time, then we smoke some one\ntime\nI'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\nI got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\nDo it if you think you better\nNgizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you\nclever\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\njets I'm catching flights while niggas catch\nemotions\nThese flashing lights will make you lose your\nfocus\nThat's that reason I'm so antisocial\nSeason after season, cheese at my disposal\nA week in Mozambique to catch my breath\nSmoke a lot of dank, brush up on my\nPortuguese\nYeah the crown heavy on my head\nIt's a lot of pressure\nClouds of the Mary Jane help me get\nperspective\nHigher grade, dumb it down\nBlowing pounds, ganja clouds\nWay way out in London town, nearly missed\nmy baby ultrasound\nWe been through this shit before\nNiggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that\ncooking oil\nTrouble's what you looking for\nWhen the fam come through, all we ever do\nis flex\nTryna make handsome loot, shoutout my\nSandton crew\nEmtee we in this sitch'\nFeel like it's time to roll another jet\nYeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\njets There they go talking like they know\nMe and you is not the same bro\nI'm getting in cause I prayed yo\nThey dancing, but who is to blame though?\n(Me)\nI be on the phone talking 'bout some deals\nphela\nI'm working hard so don't you hate on me, I\nbeen fed up\nUthatha ma chance and you think you gonna\nwin? Never!\nMawuphethe mali uyaphaula kanti yin'\nclever?\nWoah, out here with them OG's baby\nYour boyfriend acting like he know me baby\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\njets","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Up Re-Up (feat. Wizkid & AKA)\n  artist: Emtee, AKA, Wizkid\n  album: Avery\n  duration_ms: 285000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Roll Up (Re-Up)\n  Featuring: Wizkid & AKA\n\n  Don't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\n  So much money, I got money on it\n  I let my mama hold a hundred thousand\n  I let my sister hold two hundred thou\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Private jets in my Jays\n  Ka phona uber\n  Ya bana manje se ba late\n  Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  Give her that cheese one time\n  I wanna feel cool one time\n  Give me that tree one time\n  Fuck that bitch one time\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  She knows she loves my way\n  My love for money got me working on a\n  Saturday\n  My love for money got me grinding on a\n  Sunday\n  I know you love my way\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  My love for money got me working on a\n  Saturday\n  My love for money got me grinding on a\n  Sunday\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  jets No matter what I know they see us\n  I see they hating that's cause we up\n  Stop talking like a G, yo\n  This is no remix, this the re-up\n  Azishe one time, s'phile one time\n  Akufiwe one time, siz'wise one time\n  Sin'bise one time, nani n'fike one time\n  Roll up one time, then we smoke some one\n  time\n  I'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\n  I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\n  Do it if you think you better\n  Ngizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you\n  clever\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  jets I'm catching flights while niggas catch\n  emotions\n  These flashing lights will make you lose your\n  focus\n  That's that reason I'm so antisocial\n  Season after season, cheese at my disposal\n  A week in Mozambique to catch my breath\n  Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my\n  Portuguese\n  Yeah the crown heavy on my head\n  It's a lot of pressure\n  Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get\n  perspective\n  Higher grade, dumb it down\n  Blowing pounds, ganja clouds\n  Way way out in London town, nearly missed\n  my baby ultrasound\n  We been through this shit before\n  Niggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that\n  cooking oil\n  Trouble's what you looking for\n  When the fam come through, all we ever do\n  is flex\n  Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my\n  Sandton crew\n  Emtee we in this sitch'\n  Feel like it's time to roll another jet\n  Yeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  jets There they go talking like they know\n  Me and you is not the same bro\n  I'm getting in cause I prayed yo\n  They dancing, but who is to blame though?\n  (Me)\n  I be on the phone talking 'bout some deals\n  phela\n  I'm working hard so don't you hate on me, I\n  been fed up\n  Uthatha ma chance and you think you gonna\n  win? Never!\n  Mawuphethe mali uyaphaula kanti yin'\n  clever?\n  Woah, out here with them OG's baby\n  Your boyfriend acting like he know me baby\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  jets\n"},{"id":4211650,"name":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. Wizkid & AKA)","trackName":"Roll Up Re-Up (feat. Wizkid & AKA)","artistName":"Emtee feat. AKA & WizKid","albumName":"Avery","duration":286.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Roll Up (Re-Up)\nFeaturing: Wizkid & AKA\n\nDon't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\nSo much money, I got money on it\nI let my mama hold a hundred thousand\nI let my sister hold two hundred thou\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's\nPrivate jets in my Jays\nKa phona uber\nYa bana manje se ba late\nRasta, roll up the weed one time\nGive her that cheese one time\nI wanna feel cool one time\nGive me that tree one time\nFuck that bitch one time\nI pray, love comes my way\nShe knows she loves my way\nMy love for money got me working on a\nSaturday\nMy love for money got me grinding on a\nSunday\nI know you love my way\nI pray, love comes my way\nMy love for money got me working on a\nSaturday\nMy love for money got me grinding on a\nSunday\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\nJets No matter what I know they see us\nI see they hating that's cause we up\nStop talking like a G, yo\nThis is no remix, this the re-up\nAzishe one time, s'phile one time\nAkufiwe one time, siz'wise one time\nSin'bise one time, nani n'fike one time\nRoll up one time, then we smoke some one\nTime\nI'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\nI got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\nDo it if you think you better\nNgizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you\nClever\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\nJets I'm catching flights while niggas catch\nEmotions\nThese flashing lights will make you lose your\nFocus\nThat's that reason I'm so antisocial\nSeason after season, cheese at my disposal\nA week in Mozambique to catch my breath\nSmoke a lot of dank, brush up on my\nPortuguese\nYeah the crown heavy on my head\nIt's a lot of pressure\nClouds of the Mary Jane help me get\nPerspective\nHigher grade, dumb it down\nBlowing pounds, ganja clouds\nWay way out in London town, nearly missed\nMy baby ultrasound\nWe been through this shit before\nNiggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that\nCooking oil\nTrouble's what you looking for\nWhen the fam come through, all we ever do\nIs flex\nTryna make handsome loot, shoutout my\nSandton crew\nEmtee we in this sitch'\nFeel like it's time to roll another jet\nYeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\nJets There they go talking like they know\nMe and you is not the same bro\nI'm getting in cause I prayed yo\nThey dancing, but who is to blame though?\n(Me)\nI be on the phone talking 'bout some deals\nPhela\nI'm working hard so don't you hate on me, I\nBeen fed up\nUthatha ma chance and you think you gonna\nWin? Never!\nMawuphethe mali uyaphaula kanti yin'\nClever?\nWoah, out here with them OG's baby\nYour boyfriend acting like he know me baby\nIf she tripping leave that bitch alone\nThat's why you never catch a nigga sober\nHotboxin' til the spliff is over\nI'm never scared, got no pistol on me\nKrapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\nJets","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Roll Up Re-Up (feat. Wizkid & AKA)\n  artist: Emtee feat. AKA & WizKid\n  album: Avery\n  duration_ms: 286000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Roll Up (Re-Up)\n  Featuring: Wizkid & AKA\n\n  Don't fuck around, I got my pistol on me\n  So much money, I got money on it\n  I let my mama hold a hundred thousand\n  I let my sister hold two hundred thou\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's\n  Private jets in my Jays\n  Ka phona uber\n  Ya bana manje se ba late\n  Rasta, roll up the weed one time\n  Give her that cheese one time\n  I wanna feel cool one time\n  Give me that tree one time\n  Fuck that bitch one time\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  She knows she loves my way\n  My love for money got me working on a\n  Saturday\n  My love for money got me grinding on a\n  Sunday\n  I know you love my way\n  I pray, love comes my way\n  My love for money got me working on a\n  Saturday\n  My love for money got me grinding on a\n  Sunday\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  Jets No matter what I know they see us\n  I see they hating that's cause we up\n  Stop talking like a G, yo\n  This is no remix, this the re-up\n  Azishe one time, s'phile one time\n  Akufiwe one time, siz'wise one time\n  Sin'bise one time, nani n'fike one time\n  Roll up one time, then we smoke some one\n  Time\n  I'm on the scene clever ungazong' tshela\n  I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega\n  Do it if you think you better\n  Ngizokushaya nge s'cima if you think you\n  Clever\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  Jets I'm catching flights while niggas catch\n  Emotions\n  These flashing lights will make you lose your\n  Focus\n  That's that reason I'm so antisocial\n  Season after season, cheese at my disposal\n  A week in Mozambique to catch my breath\n  Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my\n  Portuguese\n  Yeah the crown heavy on my head\n  It's a lot of pressure\n  Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get\n  Perspective\n  Higher grade, dumb it down\n  Blowing pounds, ganja clouds\n  Way way out in London town, nearly missed\n  My baby ultrasound\n  We been through this shit before\n  Niggas talking greasy on the TV, that's that\n  Cooking oil\n  Trouble's what you looking for\n  When the fam come through, all we ever do\n  Is flex\n  Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my\n  Sandton crew\n  Emtee we in this sitch'\n  Feel like it's time to roll another jet\n  Yeah, yeah watch me suffer from success\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  Jets There they go talking like they know\n  Me and you is not the same bro\n  I'm getting in cause I prayed yo\n  They dancing, but who is to blame though?\n  (Me)\n  I be on the phone talking 'bout some deals\n  Phela\n  I'm working hard so don't you hate on me, I\n  Been fed up\n  Uthatha ma chance and you think you gonna\n  Win? Never!\n  Mawuphethe mali uyaphaula kanti yin'\n  Clever?\n  Woah, out here with them OG's baby\n  Your boyfriend acting like he know me baby\n  If she tripping leave that bitch alone\n  That's why you never catch a nigga sober\n  Hotboxin' til the spliff is over\n  I'm never scared, got no pistol on me\n  Krapa, fasa, baba let's start rolling up the\n  Jets\n"}]