[{"id":40203711,"name":"Easy Bake","trackName":"Easy Bake","artistName":"Jay Rock","albumName":"Easy Bake (feat. 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ass, take some\n[03:13.36] Advice and bang SZA ya flat-foot bitch\n[03:16.00] Itchin' for a climax lasting past 11: 30\n[03:20.79] Do you got it like that, do you really got it like that?\n[03:26.06] Itchin' for a purpose, I can't seem to scratch the surface\n[03:31.78] I ain't got it like that, do I really got it like that?\n[03:37.97] You keep talkin' 'bout time, I got none\n[03:41.32] You can find me where\n[03:44.02] The sun don't never end and the waves don't part\n[03:45.97] You don't pay enough of my rent, don't start\n[03:48.86] I got big dreams and you got quick scheme to get rich quickly\n[03:52.74] And I don't wanna waste another hour\n[03:55.86] Really need to take another shower\n[03:59.81] Dirty for you\n[04:02.46] Big business, big booty bitches\n[04:05.48] Black on black Benz's\n[04:08.96] Backing out the back to back my engine\n[04:10.15] Backpack with gats in it\n[04:11.13] Backflip my dollars and bend Impalas, my arm whistling\n[04:12.04] Palm flipping, middle 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Kendrick Lamar & SZA)\n artist: Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar, SZA\n album: '90059'\n duration_ms: 292000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: This shit is fresh out the oven\n start_ms: 3500\n end_ms: 6800\n- text: Fresh out the oven\n start_ms: 6800\n end_ms: 10860\n- text: I'm back in this bitch, nigga you know what's up\n start_ms: 10860\n end_ms: 13730\n- text: Stackin' my dividends\n start_ms: 13730\n end_ms: 15160\n- text: Straight out that gutta so you know just what you dealin' with\n start_ms: 15160\n end_ms: 18120\n- text: Highly belligerent\n start_ms: 18120\n end_ms: 20350\n- text: But that's way before the liquor hits\n start_ms: 20350\n end_ms: 22350\n- text: Roll that kushy-kushy, rub on her goodie-goodies\n start_ms: 22350\n end_ms: 25080\n- text: Crush her so good, she all on my timeline now\n start_ms: 25080\n end_ms: 27670\n- text: Lookin', lookin', she tryna sabotage my thing\n start_ms: 27670\n end_ms: 30460\n- text: Never go brazy when you deep inside the pink\n start_ms: 30460\n end_ms: 33370\n- text: I'm lowkey like a drug dealer\n start_ms: 33370\n end_ms: 35560\n- text: So don't snitch, my nigga, get your chips, my nigga\n start_ms: 35560\n end_ms: 38220\n- text: Mind your business, I mind mine, let's get rich, my nigga\n start_ms: 38220\n end_ms: 40910\n- text: Take our family on trips, my nigga\n start_ms: 40910\n end_ms: 42950\n- text: But if you try me then your wig I'ma split, my nigga\n start_ms: 42950\n end_ms: 46340\n- text: And I ain't tryna kill my own kind\n start_ms: 46340\n end_ms: 48480\n- text: But we always losin' to the wrong place at the wrong time, no lie\n start_ms: 48480\n end_ms: 52850\n- text: And they wonder why us niggas always get high\n start_ms: 52850\n end_ms: 55390\n- text: Spend a thou-wow on it just to get fly\n start_ms: 55390\n end_ms: 58020\n- text: Another thou-wow on it just to get by\n start_ms: 58020\n end_ms: 61080\n- text: Fuck it, only got one life to live\n start_ms: 61080\n end_ms: 63730\n- text: Gotta push it to the limit, do it big, like\n start_ms: 63730\n end_ms: 66580\n- text: What? 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I pull up and park, hop out in swag\n start_ms: 99030\n end_ms: 101750\n- text: Grab the Glock out the trunk, other Glock in the stash\n start_ms: 101750\n end_ms: 104440\n- text: Just a regular nigga, with no chains or nothin'\n start_ms: 104440\n end_ms: 107280\n- text: If I do get some shines, you try to snatch (ba-blam)\n start_ms: 107280\n end_ms: 109630\n- text: It's repercussions (ba-blam), and concussions (ba-blam)\n start_ms: 109630\n end_ms: 112720\n- text: You know what's after that, end of discussion (man down)\n start_ms: 112720\n end_ms: 115640\n- text: I came a long way from eatin' free lunches\n start_ms: 115640\n end_ms: 118300\n- text: From Mary County checks to makin' these numbers\n start_ms: 118300\n end_ms: 121080\n- text: Oh, Lord, I'm just reminiscin'\n start_ms: 121080\n end_ms: 123770\n- text: Could it be some intervention or some inner vision?\n start_ms: 123770\n end_ms: 126420\n- text: Look, I don't know, 'cause I'm just goin' with the flow\n start_ms: 126420\n end_ms: 129440\n- text: Whatever's required, I got it goin' for the low\n start_ms: 129440\n end_ms: 132120\n- text: I parted ways with my old self, I'm a new man\n start_ms: 132120\n end_ms: 135510\n- text: New face with a new stone and the blue van\n start_ms: 135510\n end_ms: 138290\n- text: Blew weight on a bad day with my loose hands\n start_ms: 138290\n end_ms: 141010\n- text: Suitcase full of merchandise, that's my new plan\n start_ms: 141010\n end_ms: 143730\n- text: This my new wave, this my new tan\n start_ms: 143730\n end_ms: 145880\n- text: This my summer-days-in-the-tropics-by-the-cool-sand\n start_ms: 145880\n end_ms: 148460\n- text: This my shakin'-down-you-niggas'-pockets, I don't do friends\n start_ms: 148460\n end_ms: 151120\n- text: And I don't do trends\n start_ms: 151120\n end_ms: 152320\n- text: Fuck it, though, I'll ride with you, then, bring the troops in\n start_ms: 152320\n end_ms: 155080\n- text: I'll fuck around and let 'em loose, then\n start_ms: 155080\n end_ms: 157090\n- text: We'll give 'em blues then\n start_ms: 157090\n end_ms: 157500\n- text: Ah, fuck it, call me Bobby \"Blue\" Bland\n start_ms: 157500\n end_ms: 159430\n- text: Aye, you a fool, man\n start_ms: 159430\n end_ms: 160260\n- text: Wide body swervin' at the intersection\n start_ms: 160260\n end_ms: 162360\n- text: Baby, come and get your blessin'\n start_ms: 162360\n end_ms: 163790\n- text: Aye, she gon' fuck with this erection\n start_ms: 163790\n end_ms: 165320\n- text: I got somethin' good for all these hoes\n start_ms: 165320\n end_ms: 168080\n- text: She gotta walk the blade 'fore I call these hoes\n start_ms: 168080\n end_ms: 170380\n- text: Now if I paid for your dress and your perm\n start_ms: 170380\n end_ms: 172760\n- text: That means you an investment, bitch\n start_ms: 172760\n end_ms: 174630\n- text: I'ma need my dough in return\n start_ms: 174630\n end_ms: 176830\n- text: We reportin' live from the 9-0-0-5-9 with my nigga Jay Rock\n start_ms: 176830\n end_ms: 180340\n- text: And this is WTOP Radio and I'm your host DJ Turn-Up\n start_ms: 180340\n end_ms: 184770\n- text: I don't turn down nothin' but my collar\n start_ms: 184770\n end_ms: 186650\n- text: I ain't turnin' down no money\n start_ms: 186650\n end_ms: 188090\n- text: And I ain't turnin' down no mothafuckin' fade\n start_ms: 188090\n end_ms: 190280\n- text: Now, bitch, if you're pushin' up the street\n start_ms: 190280\n end_ms: 191730\n- text: With your orangutan-lookin' ass\n start_ms: 191730\n end_ms: 193360\n- text: Take some advice and bang SZA, ya' flat-foot bitch!\n start_ms: 193360\n end_ms: 196100\n- text: Itchin' for a climax lastin' past 11:30\n start_ms: 196100\n end_ms: 200970\n- text: Do you got it like that, do you really got it like that?\n start_ms: 200970\n end_ms: 207280\n- text: Itchin' for a purpose, I can't seem to scratch the surface\n start_ms: 207280\n end_ms: 211910\n- text: I ain't got it like that, do I really got it like that?\n start_ms: 211910\n end_ms: 218270\n- text: You keep talkin' 'bout time, I got none\n start_ms: 218270\n end_ms: 221500\n- text: You can find me where\n start_ms: 221500\n end_ms: 223450\n- text: The sun don't never end and the waves don't part\n start_ms: 223450\n end_ms: 226340\n- text: You don't pay enough of my rent, don't start\n start_ms: 226340\n end_ms: 229250\n- text: I got big dreams and you got quick schemes to get rich quickly\n start_ms: 229250\n end_ms: 233070\n- text: And I don't wanna waste another hour\n start_ms: 233070\n end_ms: 235870\n- text: Really need to take another shower\n start_ms: 235870\n end_ms: 239340\n- text: Dirty for you\n start_ms: 239340\n end_ms: 241070\n- text: Now this that big shell fishscale\n start_ms: 241070\n end_ms: 242970\n- text: BMX on the ramp with the fishtail\n start_ms: 242970\n end_ms: 245180\n- text: Pegs on the front, we gon' get there\n start_ms: 245180\n end_ms: 247030\n- text: We four-deep at a swapmeet, don't need a fifth wheel\n start_ms: 247030\n end_ms: 249530\n- text: This big steel whoever if situations get real\n start_ms: 249530\n end_ms: 252580\n- text: This that fresh out the bounty, bustin' knuckles\n start_ms: 252580\n end_ms: 255860\n- text: Get buckled if you ever try to knock the hustle\n start_ms: 255860\n end_ms: 258220\n- text: Show your hands, watch how I shuffle (no cuts)\n start_ms: 258220\n end_ms: 260470\n- text: And show you why they hate more niggas than Uncle Ruckus\n start_ms: 260470\n end_ms: 263420\n- text: Rollin' up that boondock, some call it moonrock\n start_ms: 263420\n end_ms: 266160\n- text: Gotta keep that bass in my step, dope in a tube sock\n start_ms: 266160\n end_ms: 269100\n- text: Gotta do what I do to remain on\n start_ms: 269100\n end_ms: 271570\n- text: So all a nigga need is good love when I come home\n start_ms: 271570\n end_ms: 274030\n- text: '''Cause the babies gotta eat, baby, the rent''s been due lately'\n start_ms: 274030\n end_ms: 277060\n- text: And I just caught a hot one, I ain't tryna go too brazy\n start_ms: 277060\n end_ms: 280060\n- text: Fugazi? Not me, me and my niggas not sweet\n start_ms: 280060\n end_ms: 282810\n- text: Give you thug passion, how you walkin' 'round knock-kneed\n start_ms: 282810\n end_ms: 285490\n- text: I'm the silver bullet movin' at top speed\n start_ms: 285490\n end_ms: 288130\n- text: Show you how to get it and get away with it scott-free\n start_ms: 288130\n end_ms: 290830\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 290830\nplain: |-\n This shit is fresh out the oven\n Fresh out the oven\n\n I'm back in this bitch, nigga you know what's up\n Stackin' my dividends\n Straight out that gutta so you know just what you dealin' with\n Highly belligerent\n But that's way before the liquor hits\n\n Roll that kushy-kushy, rub on her goodie-goodies\n Crush her so good, she all on my timeline now\n Lookin', lookin', she tryna sabotage my thing\n Never go brazy when you deep inside the pink\n\n I'm lowkey like a drug dealer\n So don't snitch, my nigga, get your chips, my nigga\n Mind your business, I mind mine, let's get rich, my nigga\n Take our family on trips, my nigga\n\n But if you try me then your wig I'ma split, my nigga\n And I ain't tryna kill my own kind\n But we always losin' to the wrong place at the wrong time, no lie\n And they wonder why us niggas always get high\n\n Spend a thou-wow on it just to get fly\n Another thou-wow on it just to get by\n Fuck it, only got one life to live\n Gotta push it to the limit, do it big, like\n\n What? This shit is fresh out the oven\n Whip game cold, man, this shit 'bout to bubble\n Big bank rolls, either hate it or love it\n If anything goes, just as long as you thuggin'\n\n Just as long as you thuggin'\n Yeah, it's fresh out the oven\n Whip game cold, man this shit 'bout to bubble\n Big bank rolls, either hate it or love it\n\n If anything goes, just as long as you thuggin'\n Just as long as you thuggin'\n (Big bank rolls, just as long as you thuggin')\n (Whip game cold, just as long as you thuggin')\n\n I pull up and park, hop out in swag\n Grab the Glock out the trunk, other Glock in the stash\n Just a regular nigga, with no chains or nothin'\n If I do get some shines, you try to snatch (ba-blam)\n\n It's repercussions (ba-blam), and concussions (ba-blam)\n You know what's after that, end of discussion (man down)\n I came a long way from eatin' free lunches\n From Mary County checks to makin' these numbers\n\n Oh, Lord, I'm just reminiscin'\n Could it be some intervention or some inner vision?\n Look, I don't know, 'cause I'm just goin' with the flow\n Whatever's required, I got it goin' for the low\n\n I parted ways with my old self, I'm a new man\n New face with a new stone and the blue van\n Blew weight on a bad day with my loose hands\n Suitcase full of merchandise, that's my new plan\n\n This my new wave, this my new tan\n This my summer-days-in-the-tropics-by-the-cool-sand\n This my shakin'-down-you-niggas'-pockets, I don't do friends\n And I don't do trends\n\n Fuck it, though, I'll ride with you, then, bring the troops in\n I'll fuck around and let 'em loose, then\n We'll give 'em blues then\n Ah, fuck it, call me Bobby \"Blue\" Bland\n\n Aye, you a fool, man\n Wide body swervin' at the intersection\n Baby, come and get your blessin'\n Aye, she gon' fuck with this erection\n\n I got somethin' good for all these hoes\n She gotta walk the blade 'fore I call these hoes\n Now if I paid for your dress and your perm\n That means you an investment, bitch\n I'ma need my dough in return\n\n We reportin' live from the 9-0-0-5-9 with my nigga Jay Rock\n And this is WTOP Radio and I'm your host DJ Turn-Up\n I don't turn down nothin' but my collar\n I ain't turnin' down no money\n\n And I ain't turnin' down no mothafuckin' fade\n Now, bitch, if you're pushin' up the street\n With your orangutan-lookin' ass\n Take some advice and bang SZA, ya' flat-foot bitch!\n\n Itchin' for a climax lastin' past 11:30\n Do you got it like that, do you really got it like that?\n Itchin' for a purpose, I can't seem to scratch the surface\n I ain't got it like that, do I really got it like that?\n\n You keep talkin' 'bout time, I got none\n You can find me where\n The sun don't never end and the waves don't part\n You don't pay enough of my rent, don't start\n\n I got big dreams and you got quick schemes to get rich quickly\n And I don't wanna waste another hour\n Really need to take another shower\n Dirty for you\n\n Now this that big shell fishscale\n BMX on the ramp with the fishtail\n Pegs on the front, we gon' get there\n We four-deep at a swapmeet, don't need a fifth wheel\n\n This big steel whoever if situations get real\n This that fresh out the bounty, bustin' knuckles\n Get buckled if you ever try to knock the hustle\n Show your hands, watch how I shuffle (no cuts)\n\n And show you why they hate more niggas than Uncle Ruckus\n Rollin' up that boondock, some call it moonrock\n Gotta keep that bass in my step, dope in a tube sock\n Gotta do what I do to remain on\n\n So all a nigga need is good love when I come home\n 'Cause the babies gotta eat, baby, the rent's been due lately\n And I just caught a hot one, I ain't tryna go too brazy\n\n Fugazi? Not me, me and my niggas not sweet\n Give you thug passion, how you walkin' 'round knock-kneed\n I'm the silver bullet movin' at top speed\n Show you how to get it and get away with it scott-free\n"}]