[{"id":37903744,"name":"Slow Down","trackName":"Slow Down","artistName":"Jim Jones","albumName":"The Capo Chronicles","duration":224.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh, y-yeah, y-you know\nThat-that's just how Harlem niggas doin' shit, you know\nWe-we be tryin' to match the latest kicks\nWith the latest rides and shit, you know\nCome out fifteen, twenty grand in the pocket, you know\n\nYou know, e-every day is like a block party in\nHarlem, that-that's why we stay at the barbecue\nPaper plates on the ride, we gettin' chicken\n\n[Chorus: Jim Jones & (Female)\n(Steady, I'm ready)\nGo\n(What's going on?)\nWait, wait, wait, wait, go\n(Steady, I'm ready)\nWait, wait\n(Are you ready?)\n(What's going on?)\nWait, wait, wait, wait, go\n\nAnd I'll be in that Martin, I ain't talkin' Lawrence (Yo)\nTalkin' 'bout the Aston, yeah, that's somethin' foreign (Foreign)\nCan't remember shit when the champagne pourin' (Nah)\nJust a couple bitches when I walk in the mornin' (Yo)\n\nOne bitch, she was snorin'\n\nKick the ass out and caught my flight\nIn the mornin' (We on the runway)\nAnd they be sayin' I'm a maniac\nNeed a smart girl, yeah, somethin' like a brainiac (Damn)\n\nAnd sometimes I don't even know where we at (Oh, oh)\nI be tryin' to figure out where the fuck\nMy plane is at (We at the clear port)\n'Cause I forgot the tail number\nShout to Rome, more than locked up, doin' real numbers\nDays like this, word to God, I can feel summer\n\nSo I called the dealer 'cause you know\nI got to kill summer (So what you do?)\nBut we don't call 'em drop-tops, we just call 'em pop-tops\n'Cause we just pop the top and pop shots (Wait)\n[Chorus: Jim Jones & (Female)\n(Steady, I'm ready)\n\nWait, wait, wait, wait, wait, uh\n(What's going on?)\n\nWait, go\n(Steady, I'm ready)\n\n(Are you ready?)\nWait, wait\n\n(What's going on?)\nWait, wait, wait, wait, go\n\nJimmy hit my phone, said he landed in Miami (Capo)\n\nI was in Brooklyn, playin' with the swammy (Yeah)\nOh, you're on retainer, niggas can't jam me (Nah)\nYeah, I put in work, but it's only for my family (Nah, true)\nI'm stuntin' all brazy, niggas can't stand me (Ha)\n\nThinkin' it's sweet, it's not cotton candy (At all)\nPrayin' to God, they hope that they can me (Uh-huh)\nDaytime at the Porsche, nighttime at the camera (On the low, ha)\nThe bright land look like lightnin' (Bling)\nFull moon, my whole gang turn to lycans (Woo)\nWe gettin' money, but we live like Vikings\nAnd we like gettin' high to fucking cum from dykin' it\n[Chorus: Jim Jones & (Female)\n(Steady, I'm ready)\n\nWait, wait, wait, uh\n(Steady, I'm ready)\n\n(Are you ready?)\n\nNah, nah, I'm ready\n(What's going on?)\n\nWait\n\nI have no idea what the fuck y'all niggas talkin' 'bout, Jones (Go)\nNiggas know my handle, I be with them vandals (Damn)\nI be talkin' big shit, somethin' like a camel (Damn)\nHoppin' out them big whips, come with no handles (What's up?)\nAnd we got them big grips, come with rubber handles (Loaded)\n\nNiggas will blam you\nCome through once, next day, they be candles (Pray for 'em)\nBut let me show you what my hand blew\n\nAin't about nothin', that's just what a hundred grand do (Light work)\nGot these niggas sick 'cause I blew like a fan do (Damn)\nNiggas say I'm dope, so they tryna get a sample (Get a taste)\nThis is for my cocaine credit card scandals\nTalkin' 'bout my nigga that can show\nYou what the grams do (Twenty-nine)\nWe be in the streets like the lines in the pavement (Damn)\nWe be buyin' cars, give a fuck about your payment (Nope)\n\nGot good lawyers, give a fuck about your statements\nWe be in the club, gettin' drunk, gettin' wasted (Wait)\n[Chorus: Jim Jones & (Female)\n(Steady, I'm ready)\n\nWait, wait, wait, wait\n(What's going on?)\n\nWait, wait, wait, wait\n(Steady, I'm ready)\n\n(Are you ready?)\n\nWait\n(What's going on?)\n\nWait, wait, wait, wait","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] Uh, y-yeah, y-you know\n[00:02.85] That-that's just how Harlem niggas doin' shit, you know\n[00:05.20] We-we be tryin' to match the latest kicks\n[00:07.38] With the latest rides and shit, you know\n[00:09.36] Come out fifteen, twenty grand in the pocket, you know\n[00:13.68] You know, e-every day is like a block party in\n[00:16.14] Harlem, that-that's why we stay at the barbecue\n[00:18.58] Paper plates on the ride, we gettin' chicken\n[00:20.52] [Chorus: Jim Jones & (Female)\n[00:21.75] (Steady, I'm ready)\n[00:21.96] Go\n[00:21.96] (What's going on?)\n[00:25.25] Wait, wait, wait, wait, go\n[00:30.55] (Steady, I'm ready)\n[00:31.93] Wait, wait\n[00:33.38] (Are you ready?)\n[00:33.44] (What's going on?)\n[00:34.19] Wait, wait, wait, wait, go\n[00:39.92] And I'll be in that Martin, I ain't talkin' Lawrence (Yo)\n[00:42.64] Talkin' 'bout the Aston, yeah, that's somethin' foreign (Foreign)\n[00:45.18] Can't remember shit when the champagne pourin' (Nah)\n[00:47.75] Just a couple bitches when I walk in the mornin' (Yo)\n[00:51.23] One bitch, she was snorin'\n[00:52.73] Kick the ass out and caught my flight\n[00:54.48] In the mornin' (We on the runway)\n[00:56.15] And they be sayin' I'm a maniac\n[00:57.85] Need a smart girl, yeah, somethin' like a brainiac (Damn)\n[01:00.57] And sometimes I don't even know where we at (Oh, oh)\n[01:02.82] I be tryin' to figure out where the fuck\n[01:04.51] My plane is at (We at the clear port)\n[01:06.31] 'Cause I forgot the tail number\n[01:07.84] Shout to Rome, more than locked up, doin' real numbers\n[01:10.46] Days like this, word to God, I can feel summer\n[01:12.92] So I called the dealer 'cause you know\n[01:14.42] I got to kill summer (So what you do?)\n[01:16.53] But we don't call 'em drop-tops, we just call 'em pop-tops\n[01:19.21] 'Cause we just pop the top and pop shots (Wait)\n[01:21.57] [Chorus: Jim Jones & (Female)\n[01:22.42] (Steady, I'm ready)\n[01:22.73] Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, uh\n[01:29.83] (What's going on?)\n[01:30.28] Wait, go\n[01:33.85] (Steady, I'm ready)\n[01:33.99] (Are you ready?)\n[01:34.74] Wait, wait\n[01:36.39] (What's going on?)\n[01:37.27] Wait, wait, wait, wait, go\n[01:40.98] Jimmy hit my phone, said he landed in Miami (Capo)\n[01:43.08] I was in Brooklyn, playin' with the swammy (Yeah)\n[01:45.90] Oh, you're on retainer, niggas can't jam me (Nah)\n[01:48.33] Yeah, I put in work, but it's only for my family (Nah, true)\n[01:50.67] I'm stuntin' all brazy, niggas can't stand me (Ha)\n[01:53.76] Thinkin' it's sweet, it's not cotton candy (At all)\n[01:56.26] Prayin' to God, they hope that they can me (Uh-huh)\n[01:58.21] Daytime at the Porsche, nighttime at the camera (On the low, ha)\n[02:02.04] The bright land look like lightnin' (Bling)\n[02:03.92] Full moon, my whole gang turn to lycans (Woo)\n[02:06.77] We gettin' money, but we live like Vikings\n[02:08.91] And we like gettin' high to fucking cum from dykin' it\n[02:12.15] [Chorus: Jim Jones & (Female)\n[02:13.88] (Steady, I'm ready)\n[02:15.23] Wait, wait, wait, uh\n[02:22.89] (Steady, I'm ready)\n[02:23.05] (Are you ready?)\n[02:24.36] Nah, nah, I'm ready\n[02:26.11] (What's going on?)\n[02:27.18] Wait\n[02:27.37] I have no idea what the fuck y'all niggas talkin' 'bout, Jones (Go)\n[02:31.49] Niggas know my handle, I be with them vandals (Damn)\n[02:33.81] I be talkin' big shit, somethin' like a camel (Damn)\n[02:36.31] Hoppin' out them big whips, come with no handles (What's up?)\n[02:38.92] And we got them big grips, come with rubber handles (Loaded)\n[02:41.59] Niggas will blam you\n[02:43.76] Come through once, next day, they be candles (Pray for 'em)\n[02:47.22] But let me show you what my hand blew\n[02:49.03] Ain't about nothin', that's just what a hundred grand do (Light work)\n[02:51.65] Got these niggas sick 'cause I blew like a fan do (Damn)\n[02:53.90] Niggas say I'm dope, so they tryna get a sample (Get a taste)\n[02:56.51] This is for my cocaine credit card scandals\n[02:59.14] Talkin' 'bout my nigga that can show\n[03:00.40] You what the grams do (Twenty-nine)\n[03:01.54] We be in the streets like the lines in the pavement (Damn)\n[03:04.12] We be buyin' cars, give a fuck about your payment (Nope)\n[03:06.77] Got good lawyers, give a fuck about your statements\n[03:09.21] We be in the club, gettin' drunk, gettin' wasted (Wait)\n[03:12.03] [Chorus: Jim Jones & (Female)\n[03:12.52] (Steady, I'm ready)\n[03:12.63] Wait, wait, wait, wait\n[03:17.31] (What's going on?)\n[03:17.74] Wait, wait, wait, wait\n[03:23.48] (Steady, I'm ready)\n[03:23.60] (Are you ready?)\n[03:25.38] Wait\n[03:27.18] (What's going on?)\n[03:27.85] Wait, wait, wait, wait\n[03:44.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Slow Down\n  artist: Jim Jones\n  album: The Capo Chronicles\n  duration_ms: 224000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uh, y-yeah, y-you know\n  start_ms: 10\n  end_ms: 2850\n- text: That-that's just how Harlem niggas doin' shit, you know\n  start_ms: 2850\n  end_ms: 5200\n- text: We-we be tryin' to 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pocket, you know\n\n  You know, e-every day is like a block party in\n  Harlem, that-that's why we stay at the barbecue\n  Paper plates on the ride, we gettin' chicken\n\n  [Chorus: Jim Jones & (Female)\n  (Steady, I'm ready)\n  Go\n  (What's going on?)\n  Wait, wait, wait, wait, go\n  (Steady, I'm ready)\n  Wait, wait\n  (Are you ready?)\n  (What's going on?)\n  Wait, wait, wait, wait, go\n\n  And I'll be in that Martin, I ain't talkin' Lawrence (Yo)\n  Talkin' 'bout the Aston, yeah, that's somethin' foreign (Foreign)\n  Can't remember shit when the champagne pourin' (Nah)\n  Just a couple bitches when I walk in the mornin' (Yo)\n\n  One bitch, she was snorin'\n\n  Kick the ass out and caught my flight\n  In the mornin' (We on the runway)\n  And they be sayin' I'm a maniac\n  Need a smart girl, yeah, somethin' like a brainiac (Damn)\n\n  And sometimes I don't even know where we at (Oh, oh)\n  I be tryin' to figure out where the fuck\n  My plane is at (We at the clear port)\n  'Cause I forgot the tail number\n  Shout to Rome, more than locked up, doin' real numbers\n  Days like this, word to God, I can feel summer\n\n  So I called the dealer 'cause you know\n  I got to kill summer (So what you do?)\n  But we don't call 'em drop-tops, we just call 'em pop-tops\n  'Cause we just pop the top and pop shots (Wait)\n  [Chorus: Jim Jones & (Female)\n  (Steady, I'm ready)\n\n  Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, uh\n  (What's going on?)\n\n  Wait, go\n  (Steady, I'm ready)\n\n  (Are you ready?)\n  Wait, wait\n\n  (What's going on?)\n  Wait, wait, wait, wait, go\n\n  Jimmy hit my phone, said he landed in Miami (Capo)\n\n  I was in Brooklyn, playin' with the swammy (Yeah)\n  Oh, you're on retainer, niggas can't jam me (Nah)\n  Yeah, I put in work, but it's only for my family (Nah, true)\n  I'm stuntin' all brazy, niggas can't stand me (Ha)\n\n  Thinkin' it's sweet, it's not cotton candy (At all)\n  Prayin' to God, they hope that they can me (Uh-huh)\n  Daytime at the Porsche, nighttime at the camera (On the low, ha)\n  The bright land look like lightnin' (Bling)\n  Full moon, my whole gang turn to lycans (Woo)\n  We gettin' money, but we live like Vikings\n  And we like gettin' high to fucking cum from dykin' it\n  [Chorus: Jim Jones & (Female)\n  (Steady, I'm ready)\n\n  Wait, wait, wait, uh\n  (Steady, I'm ready)\n\n  (Are you ready?)\n\n  Nah, nah, I'm ready\n  (What's going on?)\n\n  Wait\n\n  I have no idea what the fuck y'all niggas talkin' 'bout, Jones (Go)\n  Niggas know my handle, I be with them vandals (Damn)\n  I be talkin' big shit, somethin' like a camel (Damn)\n  Hoppin' out them big whips, come with no handles (What's up?)\n  And we got them big grips, come with rubber handles (Loaded)\n\n  Niggas will blam you\n  Come through once, next day, they be candles (Pray for 'em)\n  But let me show you what my hand blew\n\n  Ain't about nothin', that's just what a hundred grand do (Light work)\n  Got these niggas sick 'cause I blew like a fan do (Damn)\n  Niggas say I'm dope, so they tryna get a sample (Get a taste)\n  This is for my cocaine credit card scandals\n  Talkin' 'bout my nigga that can show\n  You what the grams do (Twenty-nine)\n  We be in the streets like the lines in the pavement (Damn)\n  We be buyin' cars, give a fuck about your payment (Nope)\n\n  Got good lawyers, give a fuck about your statements\n  We be in the club, gettin' drunk, gettin' wasted (Wait)\n  [Chorus: Jim Jones & (Female)\n  (Steady, I'm ready)\n\n  Wait, wait, wait, wait\n  (What's going on?)\n\n  Wait, wait, wait, wait\n  (Steady, I'm ready)\n\n  (Are you ready?)\n\n  Wait\n  (What's going on?)\n\n  Wait, wait, wait, wait\n"}]