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(I painted)\nYou see her pretty face? I paint it (I paint it)\nStackin' more cakes than Danish\nWe lit 'cross the States, and they hate it\nLil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\nMoney on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\nStrapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\nBitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: gp\n  artist: Gunna\n  album: Gunna\n  duration_ms: 92000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I'm 'bout to start cryin' right now\n  And I'm so emotional\n  Like, my pussy is so good\n  Like, it's so good\n  (Run that back, Turbo)\n  Fuck\n  That my lil' woe, she been pullin' up on us\n  Come right to the spot, I put dick in her stomach (dick in her stomach)\n  Play with that pussy, play with some more money (yeah)\n  Young nigga rich, and I keep a ho comin' (keep a ho comin')\n  Shades on my face, all I see is abundance\n  Cop the new Cullinan truck like it's nothin'\n  Ridin' in the spaceship with stars in the roof\n  And you still watchin' out for the Johnnies (Still watchin' out for the Johnnies)\n  Lil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\n  Money on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\n  Strapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\n  Bitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\n  Allergic to broke and I heard it's contagious\n  Been rappin' all night and I count it up daily (count it)\n  Breakin' her back, got her callin' me \"Baby\"\n  Pull up with ten, she know I 'preciate it (ten)\n  Pull up to the crib, the neighborhood gated\n  Residency for the summer is Vegas\n  Spirit of Ecstasy, cruise in Miss Daisy (cruise)\n  I'm floatin' in the back of the Mercedes (floatin' in the back of the Mercedes)\n  Floatin' on the track got me famous, uh\n  Fuckin' this ho to a cadence (fuckin' this ho to a cadence)\n  Marble in the spot, got it stainless (uh)\n  The rich understand my language (the rich understand my language)\n  You see the pretty picture I painted? (I painted)\n  You see her pretty face? I paint it (I paint it)\n  Stackin' more cakes than Danish\n  We lit 'cross the States, and they hate it\n  Lil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\n  Money on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\n  Strapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\n  Bitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\n"},{"id":35229825,"name":"gp","trackName":"gp","artistName":"Gunna","albumName":"Gunna Songs","duration":93.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm 'bout to start cryin' right now\nAnd I'm so emotional\nLike, my pussy is so good\nLike, it's so good\n(Run that back, Turbo)\nFuck\nThat my lil' woe, she been pullin' up on us\nCome right to the spot, I put dick in her stomach (dick in her stomach)\nPlay with that pussy, play with some more money (yeah)\nYoung nigga rich, and I keep a ho comin' (keep a ho comin')\nShades on my face, all I see is abundance\nCop the new Cullinan truck like it's nothin'\nRidin' in the spaceship with stars in the roof\nAnd you still watchin' out for the Johnnies (Still watchin' out for the Johnnies)\nLil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\nMoney on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\nStrapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\nBitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\nAllergic to broke and I heard it's contagious\nBeen rappin' all night and I count it up daily (count it)\nBreakin' her back, got her callin' me \"Baby\"\nPull up with ten, she know I 'preciate it (ten)\nPull up to the crib, the neighborhood gated\nResidency for the summer is Vegas\nSpirit of Ecstasy, cruise in Miss Daisy (cruise)\nI'm floatin' in the back of the Mercedes (floatin' in the back of the Mercedes)\nFloatin' on the track got me famous, uh\nFuckin' this ho to a cadence (fuckin' this ho to a cadence)\nMarble in the spot, got it stainless (uh)\nThe rich understand my language (the rich understand my language)\nYou see the pretty picture I painted? (I painted)\nYou see her pretty face? I paint it (I paint it)\nStackin' more cakes than Danish\nWe lit 'cross the States, and they hate it\nLil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\nMoney on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\nStrapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\nBitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: gp\n  artist: Gunna\n  album: Gunna Songs\n  duration_ms: 93000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I'm 'bout to start cryin' right now\n  And I'm so emotional\n  Like, my pussy is so good\n  Like, it's so good\n  (Run that back, Turbo)\n  Fuck\n  That my lil' woe, she been pullin' up on us\n  Come right to the spot, I put dick in her stomach (dick in her stomach)\n  Play with that pussy, play with some more money (yeah)\n  Young nigga rich, and I keep a ho comin' (keep a ho comin')\n  Shades on my face, all I see is abundance\n  Cop the new Cullinan truck like it's nothin'\n  Ridin' in the spaceship with stars in the roof\n  And you still watchin' out for the Johnnies (Still watchin' out for the Johnnies)\n  Lil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\n  Money on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\n  Strapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\n  Bitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\n  Allergic to broke and I heard it's contagious\n  Been rappin' all night and I count it up daily (count it)\n  Breakin' her back, got her callin' me \"Baby\"\n  Pull up with ten, she know I 'preciate it (ten)\n  Pull up to the crib, the neighborhood gated\n  Residency for the summer is Vegas\n  Spirit of Ecstasy, cruise in Miss Daisy (cruise)\n  I'm floatin' in the back of the Mercedes (floatin' in the back of the Mercedes)\n  Floatin' on the track got me famous, uh\n  Fuckin' this ho to a cadence (fuckin' this ho to a cadence)\n  Marble in the spot, got it stainless (uh)\n  The rich understand my language (the rich understand my language)\n  You see the pretty picture I painted? (I painted)\n  You see her pretty face? I paint it (I paint it)\n  Stackin' more cakes than Danish\n  We lit 'cross the States, and they hate it\n  Lil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\n  Money on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\n  Strapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\n  Bitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\n"},{"id":34307552,"name":"gp","trackName":"gp","artistName":"Gunna","albumName":"Gunna Videos","duration":93.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm 'bout to start cryin' right now\nAnd I'm so emotional\nLike, my pussy is so good\nLike, it's so good\n(Run that back, Turbo)\nFuck\nThat my lil' woe, she been pullin' up on us\nCome right to the spot, I put dick in her stomach (dick in her stomach)\nPlay with that pussy, play with some more money (yeah)\nYoung nigga rich, and I keep a ho comin' (keep a ho comin')\nShades on my face, all I see is abundance\nCop the new Cullinan truck like it's nothin'\nRidin' in the spaceship with stars in the roof\nAnd you still watchin' out for the Johnnies (Still watchin' out for the Johnnies)\nLil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\nMoney on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\nStrapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\nBitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\nAllergic to broke and I heard it's contagious\nBeen rappin' all night and I count it up daily (count it)\nBreakin' her back, got her callin' me \"Baby\"\nPull up with ten, she know I 'preciate it (ten)\nPull up to the crib, the neighborhood gated\nResidency for the summer is Vegas\nSpirit of Ecstasy, cruise in Miss Daisy (cruise)\nI'm floatin' in the back of the Mercedes (floatin' in the back of the Mercedes)\nFloatin' on the track got me famous, uh\nFuckin' this ho to a cadence (fuckin' this ho to a cadence)\nMarble in the spot, got it stainless (uh)\nThe rich understand my language (the rich understand my language)\nYou see the pretty picture I painted? (I painted)\nYou see her pretty face? 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(I painted)\n  You see her pretty face? I paint it (I paint it)\n  Stackin' more cakes than Danish\n  We lit 'cross the States, and they hate it\n  Lil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\n  Money on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\n  Strapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\n  Bitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\n"},{"id":32472657,"name":"gp","trackName":"gp","artistName":"Gunna","albumName":"The Last Wun","duration":29.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm 'bout to start cryin' right now\nAnd I'm so emotional\nLike, my pussy is so good\nLike, it's so good\n(Run that back, Turbo)\nFuck\nThat my lil' woe, she been pullin' up on us\nCome right to the spot, I put dick in her stomach (dick in her stomach)\nPlay with that pussy, play with some more money (yeah)\nYoung nigga rich, and I keep a ho comin' (keep a ho comin')\nShades on my face, all I see is abundance\nCop the new Cullinan truck like it's nothin'\nRidin' in the spaceship with stars in the roof\nAnd you still watchin' out for the Johnnies (Still watchin' out for the Johnnies)\nLil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\nMoney on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\nStrapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\nBitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\nAllergic to broke and I heard it's contagious\nBeen rappin' all night and I count it up daily (count it)\nBreakin' her back, got her callin' me \"Baby\"\nPull up with ten, she know I 'preciate it (ten)\nPull up to the crib, the neighborhood gated\nResidency for the summer is Vegas\nSpirit of Ecstasy, cruise in Miss Daisy (cruise)\nI'm floatin' in the back of the Mercedes (floatin' in the back of the Mercedes)\nFloatin' on the track got me famous, uh\nFuckin' this ho to a cadence (fuckin' this ho to a cadence)\nMarble in the spot, got it stainless (uh)\nThe rich understand my language (the rich understand my language)\nYou see the pretty picture I painted? (I painted)\nYou see her pretty face? I paint it (I paint it)\nStackin' more cakes than Danish\nWe lit 'cross the States, and they hate it\nLil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\nMoney on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\nStrapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\nBitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: gp\n  artist: Gunna\n  album: The Last Wun\n  duration_ms: 29000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I'm 'bout to start cryin' right now\n  And I'm so emotional\n  Like, my pussy is so good\n  Like, it's so good\n  (Run that back, Turbo)\n  Fuck\n  That my lil' woe, she been pullin' up on us\n  Come right to the spot, I put dick in her stomach (dick in her stomach)\n  Play with that pussy, play with some more money (yeah)\n  Young nigga rich, and I keep a ho comin' (keep a ho comin')\n  Shades on my face, all I see is abundance\n  Cop the new Cullinan truck like it's nothin'\n  Ridin' in the spaceship with stars in the roof\n  And you still watchin' out for the Johnnies (Still watchin' out for the Johnnies)\n  Lil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\n  Money on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\n  Strapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\n  Bitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\n  Allergic to broke and I heard it's contagious\n  Been rappin' all night and I count it up daily (count it)\n  Breakin' her back, got her callin' me \"Baby\"\n  Pull up with ten, she know I 'preciate it (ten)\n  Pull up to the crib, the neighborhood gated\n  Residency for the summer is Vegas\n  Spirit of Ecstasy, cruise in Miss Daisy (cruise)\n  I'm floatin' in the back of the Mercedes (floatin' in the back of the Mercedes)\n  Floatin' on the track got me famous, uh\n  Fuckin' this ho to a cadence (fuckin' this ho to a cadence)\n  Marble in the spot, got it stainless (uh)\n  The rich understand my language (the rich understand my language)\n  You see the pretty picture I painted? (I painted)\n  You see her pretty face? I paint it (I paint it)\n  Stackin' more cakes than Danish\n  We lit 'cross the States, and they hate it\n  Lil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\n  Money on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\n  Strapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\n  Bitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\n"},{"id":23340062,"name":"gp","trackName":"gp","artistName":"Gunna","albumName":"The Last Wun","duration":93.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm 'bout to start cryin' right now\nAnd I'm so emotional\nLike, my pussy is so good\nLike, it's so good\n(Run that back, Turbo)\nFuck\nThat my lil' woe, she been pullin' up on us\nCome right to the spot, I put dick in her stomach (dick in her stomach)\nPlay with that pussy, play with some more money (yeah)\nYoung nigga rich, and I keep a ho comin' (keep a ho comin')\nShades on my face, all I see is abundance\nCop the new Cullinan truck like it's nothin'\nRidin' in the spaceship with stars in the roof\nAnd you still watchin' out for the Johnnies (Still watchin' out for the Johnnies)\nLil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\nMoney on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\nStrapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\nBitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\nAllergic to broke and I heard it's contagious\nBeen rappin' all night and I count it up daily (count it)\nBreakin' her back, got her callin' me \"Baby\"\nPull up with ten, she know I 'preciate it (ten)\nPull up to the crib, the neighborhood gated\nResidency for the summer is Vegas\nSpirit of Ecstasy, cruise in Miss Daisy (cruise)\nI'm floatin' in the back of the Mercedes (floatin' in the back of the Mercedes)\nFloatin' on the track got me famous, uh\nFuckin' this ho to a cadence (fuckin' this ho to a cadence)\nMarble in the spot, got it stainless (uh)\nThe rich understand my language (the rich understand my language)\nYou see the pretty picture I painted? (I painted)\nYou see her pretty face? I paint it (I paint it)\nStackin' more cakes than Danish\nWe lit 'cross the States, and they hate it\nLil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\nMoney on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\nStrapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\nBitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: gp\n  artist: Gunna\n  album: The Last Wun\n  duration_ms: 93000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I'm 'bout to start cryin' right now\n  And I'm so emotional\n  Like, my pussy is so good\n  Like, it's so good\n  (Run that back, Turbo)\n  Fuck\n  That my lil' woe, she been pullin' up on us\n  Come right to the spot, I put dick in her stomach (dick in her stomach)\n  Play with that pussy, play with some more money (yeah)\n  Young nigga rich, and I keep a ho comin' (keep a ho comin')\n  Shades on my face, all I see is abundance\n  Cop the new Cullinan truck like it's nothin'\n  Ridin' in the spaceship with stars in the roof\n  And you still watchin' out for the Johnnies (Still watchin' out for the Johnnies)\n  Lil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\n  Money on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\n  Strapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\n  Bitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\n  Allergic to broke and I heard it's contagious\n  Been rappin' all night and I count it up daily (count it)\n  Breakin' her back, got her callin' me \"Baby\"\n  Pull up with ten, she know I 'preciate it (ten)\n  Pull up to the crib, the neighborhood gated\n  Residency for the summer is Vegas\n  Spirit of Ecstasy, cruise in Miss Daisy (cruise)\n  I'm floatin' in the back of the Mercedes (floatin' in the back of the Mercedes)\n  Floatin' on the track got me famous, uh\n  Fuckin' this ho to a cadence (fuckin' this ho to a cadence)\n  Marble in the spot, got it stainless (uh)\n  The rich understand my language (the rich understand my language)\n  You see the pretty picture I painted? (I painted)\n  You see her pretty face? I paint it (I paint it)\n  Stackin' more cakes than Danish\n  We lit 'cross the States, and they hate it\n  Lil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\n  Money on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\n  Strapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\n  Bitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\n"},{"id":36019063,"name":"gp","trackName":"gp","artistName":"Gunna","albumName":"The Last Wun","duration":82.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm 'bout to start cryin' right now\nAnd I'm so emotional\nLike, my pussy is so good\nLike, it's so good\n(Run that back, Turbo)\nFuck\nThat my lil' woe, she been pullin' up on us\nCome right to the spot, I put dick in her stomach (dick in her stomach)\nPlay with that pussy, play with some more money (yeah)\nYoung nigga rich, and I keep a ho comin' (keep a ho comin')\nShades on my face, all I see is abundance\nCop the new Cullinan truck like it's nothin'\nRidin' in the spaceship with stars in the roof\nAnd you still watchin' out for the Johnnies (Still watchin' out for the Johnnies)\nLil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\nMoney on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\nStrapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\nBitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\nAllergic to broke and I heard it's contagious\nBeen rappin' all night and I count it up daily (count it)\nBreakin' her back, got her callin' me \"Baby\"\nPull up with ten, she know I 'preciate it (ten)\nPull up to the crib, the neighborhood gated\nResidency for the summer is Vegas\nSpirit of Ecstasy, cruise in Miss Daisy (cruise)\nI'm floatin' in the back of the Mercedes (floatin' in the back of the Mercedes)\nFloatin' on the track got me famous, uh\nFuckin' this ho to a cadence (fuckin' this ho to a cadence)\nMarble in the spot, got it stainless (uh)\nThe rich understand my language (the rich understand my language)\nYou see the pretty picture I painted? (I painted)\nYou see her pretty face? I paint it (I paint it)\nStackin' more cakes than Danish\nWe lit 'cross the States, and they hate it\nLil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\nMoney on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\nStrapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\nBitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: gp\n  artist: Gunna\n  album: The Last Wun\n  duration_ms: 82000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I'm 'bout to start cryin' right now\n  And I'm so emotional\n  Like, my pussy is so good\n  Like, it's so good\n  (Run that back, Turbo)\n  Fuck\n  That my lil' woe, she been pullin' up on us\n  Come right to the spot, I put dick in her stomach (dick in her stomach)\n  Play with that pussy, play with some more money (yeah)\n  Young nigga rich, and I keep a ho comin' (keep a ho comin')\n  Shades on my face, all I see is abundance\n  Cop the new Cullinan truck like it's nothin'\n  Ridin' in the spaceship with stars in the roof\n  And you still watchin' out for the Johnnies (Still watchin' out for the Johnnies)\n  Lil' mama bad (lil' mama bad), stampin' her passport (uh)\n  Money on the dashboard (money in the dash), two hundred on the dash (board)\n  Strapped like a task force (force), hit her from the back (hit her from the back)\n  Bitch, I'm a bad boy (boy), put her on the tab\n  Allergic to broke and I heard it's contagious\n  Been rappin' all night and I count it up daily (count it)\n  Breakin' her back, got her callin' me \"Baby\"\n  Pull up with ten, she know I 'preciate it (ten)\n  Pull up to the crib, the neighborhood gated\n  Residency for the summer is Vegas\n  Spirit of Ecstasy, cruise in Miss Daisy (cruise)\n  I'm floatin' in the back of the Mercedes (floatin' in the back of the Mercedes)\n  Floatin' on the track got me famous, uh\n  Fuckin' this ho to a cadence (fuckin' this ho to a cadence)\n  Marble in the spot, got it stainless (uh)\n  The rich understand my language (the rich understand my language)\n  You see the pretty picture I painted? (I painted)\n  You see her pretty face? 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