[{"id":40131829,"name":"Lovsome","trackName":"Lovsome","artistName":"Frank Ocean","albumName":"Look At Us, We're In Love","duration":235.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Double D\nBig full breasts on my baby\n(Yo, we going to Florida)\nTriple weight\nCouldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl\nAnd I just wanna know\nWhy you ain't been going to work\nBoss ain't working you like this\nHe can't take care of you like this\n\nNow you're lost\nLost in the heat of it all\nGirl, you know you're lost\nLost in the thrill of it all\nMiami, Amsterdam\nTokyo, Spain, lost\nLos Angeles, India\nLost on a train, lost\n\nGot on my buttercream\nSilk shirt and it's Versace\n(One of God's own prototypes)\nHand me my triple weight\nSo I can weigh the work I got on your girl\n(Too weird to live, too rare to die)\nNo, I don't really wish\nI don't wish the titties would show\nNor have I ever, have I ever let you get caught?\n(No)\n\nLost\nLost in the heat of it all\nGirl, you know you're lost\nLost in the thrill of it all\nMiami, Amsterdam\nTokyo, Spain, lost\nLos Angeles, India\nLost on a train, lost\n\nShe's at a stove (who?)\nCan't believe I got her out here cooking dope (cooking dope)\nI promise she'll be\nWhipping meals up for a family of her own\nSome day\n\nNothing wrong (nothing wrong)\nNo, nothing wrong (ain't nothing wrong)\nWith a lie (ooh, ooh)\nNothing wrong with another short plane ride (ain't nothing wrong)\nThrough the sky (up in the sky)\nYou and I (just you and I)\n\nUh, lost\nLost in the heat of it all\nGirl, you know you're lost\nLost in the thrill of it all\nMiami, Amsterdam\nTokyo, Spain, lost\nLos Angeles, India\nLost on a train, lost\n\nLuh-uh, lost, lost\nLow-ooh-ah, low-ooh-ah\nLuh-uh, lost, lost\nLow-ooh-ah, low-ooh-ah\nLuh-uh, lost\nLow-ooh-ah, low-ooh-ah\nLuh-uh, lost\n\n(Faith is the substance)\n(Monte Liba)\n(In the other channel on the)","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.97] Double D\n[00:11.88] Big full breasts on my baby\n[00:15.04] (Yo, we going to Florida)\n[00:17.68] Triple weight\n[00:19.22] Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl\n[00:25.35] And I just wanna know\n[00:27.46] Why you ain't been going to work\n[00:33.31] Boss ain't working you like this\n[00:37.05] He can't take care of you like this\n[00:40.66] Now you're lost\n[00:43.13] Lost in the heat of it all\n[00:48.08] Girl, you know you're lost\n[00:50.94] Lost in the thrill of it all\n[00:55.59] Miami, Amsterdam\n[00:58.72] Tokyo, Spain, lost\n[01:04.34] Los Angeles, India\n[01:06.59] Lost on a train, lost\n[01:11.65] Got on my buttercream\n[01:14.13] Silk shirt and it's Versace\n[01:16.03] (One of God's own prototypes)\n[01:19.48] Hand me my triple weight\n[01:21.35] So I can weigh the work I got on your girl\n[01:25.35] (Too weird to live, too rare to die)\n[01:27.77] No, I don't really wish\n[01:29.92] I don't wish the titties would show\n[01:35.01] Nor have I ever, have I ever let you get caught?\n[01:41.31] (No)\n[01:43.44] Lost\n[01:45.56] Lost in the heat of it all\n[01:50.42] Girl, you know you're lost\n[01:53.32] Lost in the thrill of it all\n[01:57.93] Miami, Amsterdam\n[02:01.11] Tokyo, Spain, lost\n[02:03.09] \n[02:06.77] Los Angeles, India\n[02:08.92] Lost on a train, lost\n[02:13.93] She's at a stove (who?)\n[02:16.23] Can't believe I got her out here cooking dope (cooking dope)\n[02:21.88] I promise she'll be\n[02:23.85] Whipping meals up for a family of her own\n[02:27.89] Some day\n[02:29.64] Nothing wrong (nothing wrong)\n[02:31.70] No, nothing wrong (ain't nothing wrong)\n[02:33.57] With a lie (ooh, ooh)\n[02:37.58] Nothing wrong with another short plane ride (ain't nothing wrong)\n[02:41.48] Through the sky (up in the sky)\n[02:43.80] You and I (just you and I)\n[02:45.83] Uh, lost\n[02:47.97] Lost in the heat of it all\n[02:52.86] Girl, you know you're lost\n[02:55.76] Lost in the thrill of it all\n[03:00.31] Miami, Amsterdam\n[03:03.54] Tokyo, Spain, lost\n[03:09.12] Los Angeles, India\n[03:11.37] Lost on a train, lost\n[03:14.46] \n[03:17.07] \n[03:19.11] Luh-uh, lost, lost\n[03:24.35] Low-ooh-ah, low-ooh-ah\n[03:27.78] Luh-uh, lost, lost\n[03:32.23] Low-ooh-ah, low-ooh-ah\n[03:34.69] Luh-uh, lost\n[03:40.15] Low-ooh-ah, low-ooh-ah\n[03:42.36] Luh-uh, lost\n[03:48.71] (Faith is the substance)\n[03:49.88] (Monte Liba)\n[03:51.97] (In the other channel on the)\n[03:53.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lovsome\n  artist: Frank Ocean\n  album: Look At Us, We're In Love\n  duration_ms: 235000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Double D\n  start_ms: 9970\n  end_ms: 11880\n- text: Big full breasts on my baby\n  start_ms: 11880\n  end_ms: 15040\n- text: (Yo, we going to Florida)\n  start_ms: 15040\n  end_ms: 17680\n- text: Triple weight\n  start_ms: 17680\n  end_ms: 19220\n- text: Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl\n  start_ms: 19220\n  end_ms: 25350\n- text: And I just wanna know\n  start_ms: 25350\n  end_ms: 27460\n- text: Why you ain't been going to 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79480\n  end_ms: 81350\n- text: So I can weigh the work I got on your girl\n  start_ms: 81350\n  end_ms: 85350\n- text: (Too weird to live, too rare to die)\n  start_ms: 85350\n  end_ms: 87770\n- text: No, I don't really wish\n  start_ms: 87770\n  end_ms: 89920\n- text: I don't wish the titties would show\n  start_ms: 89920\n  end_ms: 95010\n- text: Nor have I ever, have I ever let you get caught?\n  start_ms: 95010\n  end_ms: 101310\n- text: (No)\n  start_ms: 101310\n  end_ms: 103440\n- text: Lost\n  start_ms: 103440\n  end_ms: 105560\n- text: Lost in the heat of it all\n  start_ms: 105560\n  end_ms: 110420\n- text: Girl, you know you're lost\n  start_ms: 110420\n  end_ms: 113320\n- text: Lost in the thrill of it all\n  start_ms: 113320\n  end_ms: 117930\n- text: Miami, Amsterdam\n  start_ms: 117930\n  end_ms: 121110\n- text: Tokyo, Spain, lost\n  start_ms: 121110\n  end_ms: 123090\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 123090\n  end_ms: 126770\n- text: Los Angeles, India\n  start_ms: 126770\n  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start_ms: 165830\n  end_ms: 167970\n- text: Lost in the heat of it all\n  start_ms: 167970\n  end_ms: 172860\n- text: Girl, you know you're lost\n  start_ms: 172860\n  end_ms: 175760\n- text: Lost in the thrill of it all\n  start_ms: 175760\n  end_ms: 180310\n- text: Miami, Amsterdam\n  start_ms: 180310\n  end_ms: 183540\n- text: Tokyo, Spain, lost\n  start_ms: 183540\n  end_ms: 189120\n- text: Los Angeles, India\n  start_ms: 189120\n  end_ms: 191370\n- text: Lost on a train, lost\n  start_ms: 191370\n  end_ms: 194460\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 194460\n  end_ms: 197070\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 197070\n  end_ms: 199110\n- text: Luh-uh, lost, lost\n  start_ms: 199110\n  end_ms: 204350\n- text: Low-ooh-ah, low-ooh-ah\n  start_ms: 204350\n  end_ms: 207780\n- text: Luh-uh, lost, lost\n  start_ms: 207780\n  end_ms: 212230\n- text: Low-ooh-ah, low-ooh-ah\n  start_ms: 212230\n  end_ms: 214690\n- text: Luh-uh, lost\n  start_ms: 214690\n  end_ms: 220150\n- text: Low-ooh-ah, low-ooh-ah\n  start_ms: 220150\n  end_ms: 222360\n- text: Luh-uh, lost\n  start_ms: 222360\n  end_ms: 228710\n- text: (Faith is the substance)\n  start_ms: 228710\n  end_ms: 229880\n- text: (Monte Liba)\n  start_ms: 229880\n  end_ms: 231970\n- text: (In the other channel on the)\n  start_ms: 231970\n  end_ms: 233930\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 233930\nplain: |-\n  Double D\n  Big full breasts on my baby\n  (Yo, we going to Florida)\n  Triple weight\n  Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl\n  And I just wanna know\n  Why you ain't been going to work\n  Boss ain't working you like this\n  He can't take care of you like this\n\n  Now you're lost\n  Lost in the heat of it all\n  Girl, you know you're lost\n  Lost in the thrill of it all\n  Miami, Amsterdam\n  Tokyo, Spain, lost\n  Los Angeles, India\n  Lost on a train, lost\n\n  Got on my buttercream\n  Silk shirt and it's Versace\n  (One of God's own prototypes)\n  Hand me my triple weight\n  So I can weigh the work I got on your girl\n  (Too weird to live, too rare to die)\n  No, I don't really wish\n  I don't wish the titties would show\n  Nor have I ever, have I ever let you get caught?\n  (No)\n\n  Lost\n  Lost in the heat of it all\n  Girl, you know you're lost\n  Lost in the thrill of it all\n  Miami, Amsterdam\n  Tokyo, Spain, lost\n  Los Angeles, India\n  Lost on a train, lost\n\n  She's at a stove (who?)\n  Can't believe I got her out here cooking dope (cooking dope)\n  I promise she'll be\n  Whipping meals up for a family of her own\n  Some day\n\n  Nothing wrong (nothing wrong)\n  No, nothing wrong (ain't nothing wrong)\n  With a lie (ooh, ooh)\n  Nothing wrong with another short plane ride (ain't nothing wrong)\n  Through the sky (up in the sky)\n  You and I (just you and I)\n\n  Uh, lost\n  Lost in the heat of it all\n  Girl, you know you're lost\n  Lost in the thrill of it all\n  Miami, Amsterdam\n  Tokyo, Spain, lost\n  Los Angeles, India\n  Lost on a train, lost\n\n  Luh-uh, lost, lost\n  Low-ooh-ah, low-ooh-ah\n  Luh-uh, lost, lost\n  Low-ooh-ah, low-ooh-ah\n  Luh-uh, lost\n  Low-ooh-ah, low-ooh-ah\n  Luh-uh, lost\n\n  (Faith is the substance)\n  (Monte Liba)\n  (In the other channel on the)\n"}]