[{"id":38931981,"name":"Summertime","trackName":"Summertime","artistName":"Jim Jones","albumName":"The Jim Jones Chronicles","duration":107.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know, Byrd Gang\nWhen the weather break, it just does something to me\nGot me thinkin' 'bout California drought and shit\nFresh pair of Airs, you know\nHollerin' at the girls walkin' by\nHey ma, sound about right\nWe headed uptown\nHow my vocals sound?\nThat's how I wanna hear\nIt's summer time, let's go\n\nI can't wait for the summertime\nSo we can run around and I be actin' all crazy (Count me in)\n'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\nI keep my top down and I'ma go for mine, baby\nCan't wait for the summertime\nSo we can ride around, you know we drive them boys crazy\n'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\nI keep my toes done, 'cause I'm such a fuckin' lady\n\nSummer, where you been at? Seen you 'bout a year ago\nWe was up in Harlem takin' pictures by my vehicle\nThis was when the weather was hot and high uk\nBody all crazy, I'm on her like, \"How you been?\"\nLookin' like she worked out, pair of Daisy Dukens\nRed bottoms on in that new Mercedes coupe and\nMe, I had my Air Ones laces unloosened\nTank top and gun just in case they started shootin'\n\nYou know how the streets when the sun is out\nNiggas love the heat 'til the motherfuckin' thunder's out\nThe most beautifullest thing in this world\nIs ridin' through Harlem, drop-top with a pretty girl\n\nI can't wait for the summertime\nSo we can run around and I be actin' all crazy (All crazy)\n'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\nI keep my top down and I'ma go for mine, baby\nCan't wait for the summertime\nSo we can ride around, you know we drive them boys crazy\n'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\nI keep my toes done, 'cause I'm such a fuckin' lady\n\nAin't nothin' like Harlem in mid-July\nEverybody got a cup, drinkin', gettin' high (Pour me a cup)\nWe would hustle, barely gettin' by (Damn)\nGettin' twisted to the point that we could kiss the sky\nWe couldn't wait for the barbecues (Nope)\nSo we kept paper plates on the car, we took (Vroom, vroom)\nSo you know we love to chase the girls\nAnd I bet you couldn't guess who was my favorite girl (Guess who)\nAnd we would kill it, them piped up foreign shit\n\nParkin' all the whips in front the basketball tournaments (Kingdom)\nEven in the spotlight, the coupe gettin' seated\nHad to cut the roof off because we had a disagreement (Damn)\n\nShit, if I ain't drove it, they ain't seen it (Nope)\nTop gone, ice on with the sun beamin' (And)\nRidin' up Lenox real slow like I had a flat\nFour or five cars deep, same color, matchin' black\n\nI can't wait for the summertime\nSo we can run around and I be actin' all crazy (Count me in)\n'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\nI keep my top down and I'ma go for mine, baby\nCan't wait for the summertime\nSo we can ride around, you know we drive them boys crazy\n'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\nI keep my toes done, 'cause I'm such a fuckin' lady\n\nThe last I heard, you was down in Atlanta (For real)\nSupposed to be waitin' for some nigga in the slammer (I wonder why)\nMy other man said he caught you down in Miami\nHad me thinkin' 'bout we coulda got caught\nWith that slammy (Remember the car?)\nWe was in the club, you put the gun up in your panties\nCame back to New York, we was lookin'\nKinda tanny (Bout to act an officer)\n\nCan't front, you keep your pedi and your mani (Yup)\nCan't forget your bags 'cause they cost a couple grandy (A few stacks)\nTrue game fancy, and you keep a carry-on\nYou tell me that it's handy (I wonder why)\nBut when New York get chilly, you be actin' illy (Damn)\nAnd then I got a text, you was down to wet willies, you said\n\nCan't wait for the summertime\nSo we can ride around, you know we drive them boys crazy\n'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n\nI keep my toes done, 'cause I'm such a fuckin' lady\n\nIf I'm not drivin', best believe I'm bein' driven\nThey call it fashion, but we call it splashin'\n'Cause we gettin' paid and we do it for a livin'\nAnd when the sun comes out, look for me\nHair check, nails check, diamonds and pearls check\nKeep the top down when I'm ridin' with the girls\nIn the summer, in the summertime","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.50]You know, Byrd Gang\n[00:01.92]When the weather break, it just does something to me\n[00:05.29]Got me thinkin' 'bout California drought and shit\n[00:09.17]Fresh pair of Airs, you know\n[00:11.02]Hollerin' at the girls walkin' by\n[00:13.13]Hey ma, sound about right\n[00:15.75]We headed uptown\n[00:17.51]How my vocals sound?\n[00:18.81]That's how I wanna hear\n[00:20.84]It's summer time, let's go\n[00:22.40]I can't wait for the summertime\n[00:24.44]So we can run around and I be actin' all crazy (Count me in)\n[00:28.02]'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n[00:30.07]I keep my top down and I'ma go for mine, baby\n[00:33.61]Can't wait for the summertime\n[00:35.53]So we can ride around, you know we drive them boys crazy\n[00:38.82]'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n[00:41.03]I keep my toes done, 'cause I'm such a fuckin' lady\n[00:44.21]Summer, where you been at? Seen you 'bout a year ago\n[00:47.14]We was up in Harlem takin' pictures by my vehicle\n[00:49.88]This was when the weather was hot and high uk\n[00:52.50]Body all crazy, I'm on her like, \"How you been?\"\n[00:55.38]Lookin' like she worked out, pair of Daisy Dukens\n[00:58.28]Red bottoms on in that new Mercedes coupe and\n[01:00.65]Me, I had my Air Ones laces unloosened\n[01:03.64]Tank top and gun just in case they started shootin'\n[01:06.99]You know how the streets when the sun is out\n[01:09.24]Niggas love the heat 'til the motherfuckin' thunder's out\n[01:12.11]The most beautifullest thing in this world\n[01:14.49]Is ridin' through Harlem, drop-top with a pretty girl\n[01:17.56]I can't wait for the summertime\n[01:19.62]So we can run around and I be actin' all crazy (All crazy)\n[01:23.22]'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n[01:25.24]I keep my top down and I'ma go for mine, baby\n[01:28.88]Can't wait for the summertime\n[01:30.74]So we can ride around, you know we drive them boys crazy\n[01:34.18]'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n[01:36.24]I keep my toes done, 'cause I'm such a fuckin' lady\n[01:39.24]Ain't nothin' like Harlem in mid-July\n[01:41.39]Everybody got a cup, drinkin', gettin' high (Pour me a cup)\n[01:45.29]We would hustle, barely gettin' by (Damn)\n[01:47.45]Gettin' twisted to the point that we could kiss the sky\n[01:50.74]We couldn't wait for the barbecues (Nope)\n[01:52.91]So we kept paper plates on the car, we took (Vroom, vroom)\n[01:56.43]So you know we love to chase the girls\n[01:58.56]And I bet you couldn't guess who was my favorite girl (Guess who)\n[02:01.75]And we would kill it, them piped up foreign shit\n[02:04.45]Parkin' all the whips in front the basketball tournaments (Kingdom)\n[02:07.20]Even in the spotlight, the coupe gettin' seated\n[02:09.47]Had to cut the roof off because we had a disagreement (Damn)\n[02:12.90]Shit, if I ain't drove it, they ain't seen it (Nope)\n[02:15.59]Top gone, ice on with the sun beamin' (And)\n[02:18.26]Ridin' up Lenox real slow like I had a flat\n[02:21.08]Four or five cars deep, same color, matchin' black\n[02:23.87]I can't wait for the summertime\n[02:25.93]So we can run around and I be actin' all crazy (Count me in)\n[02:29.52]'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n[02:31.48]I keep my top down and I'ma go for mine, baby\n[02:35.06]Can't wait for the summertime\n[02:36.95]So we can ride around, you know we drive them boys crazy\n[02:40.36]'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n[02:42.41]I keep my toes done, 'cause I'm such a fuckin' lady\n[02:45.66]The last I heard, you was down in Atlanta (For real)\n[02:48.48]Supposed to be waitin' for some nigga in the slammer (I wonder why)\n[02:51.36]My other man said he caught you down in Miami\n[02:53.65]Had me thinkin' 'bout we coulda got caught\n[02:55.73]With that slammy (Remember the car?)\n[02:56.94]We was in the club, you put the gun up in your panties\n[02:59.50]Came back to New York, we was lookin'\n[03:01.28]Kinda tanny (Bout to act an officer)\n[03:02.74]Can't front, you keep your pedi and your mani (Yup)\n[03:05.09]Can't forget your bags 'cause they cost a couple grandy (A few stacks)\n[03:07.93]True game fancy, and you keep a carry-on\n[03:10.48]You tell me that it's handy (I wonder why)\n[03:12.81]But when New York get chilly, you be actin' illy (Damn)\n[03:15.96]And then I got a text, you was down to wet willies, you said\n[03:19.25]Can't wait for the summertime\n[03:21.06]So we can ride around, you know we drive them boys crazy\n[03:24.42]'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n[03:26.65]I keep my toes done, 'cause I'm such a fuckin' lady\n[03:29.63]If I'm not drivin', best believe I'm bein' driven\n[03:32.12]They call it fashion, but we call it splashin'\n[03:34.84]'Cause we gettin' paid and we do it for a livin'\n[03:37.60]And when the sun comes out, look for me\n[03:41.10]Hair check, nails check, diamonds and pearls check\n[03:43.71]Keep the top down when I'm ridin' with the 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know when the sun is out\n  I keep my top down and I'ma go for mine, baby\n  Can't wait for the summertime\n  So we can ride around, you know we drive them boys crazy\n  'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n  I keep my toes done, 'cause I'm such a fuckin' lady\n\n  Summer, where you been at? Seen you 'bout a year ago\n  We was up in Harlem takin' pictures by my vehicle\n  This was when the weather was hot and high uk\n  Body all crazy, I'm on her like, \"How you been?\"\n  Lookin' like she worked out, pair of Daisy Dukens\n  Red bottoms on in that new Mercedes coupe and\n  Me, I had my Air Ones laces unloosened\n  Tank top and gun just in case they started shootin'\n\n  You know how the streets when the sun is out\n  Niggas love the heat 'til the motherfuckin' thunder's out\n  The most beautifullest thing in this world\n  Is ridin' through Harlem, drop-top with a pretty girl\n\n  I can't wait for the summertime\n  So we can run around and I be actin' all crazy (All crazy)\n  'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n  I keep my top down and I'ma go for mine, baby\n  Can't wait for the summertime\n  So we can ride around, you know we drive them boys crazy\n  'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n  I keep my toes done, 'cause I'm such a fuckin' lady\n\n  Ain't nothin' like Harlem in mid-July\n  Everybody got a cup, drinkin', gettin' high (Pour me a cup)\n  We would hustle, barely gettin' by (Damn)\n  Gettin' twisted to the point that we could kiss the sky\n  We couldn't wait for the barbecues (Nope)\n  So we kept paper plates on the car, we took (Vroom, vroom)\n  So you know we love to chase the girls\n  And I bet you couldn't guess who was my favorite girl (Guess who)\n  And we would kill it, them piped up foreign shit\n\n  Parkin' all the whips in front the basketball tournaments (Kingdom)\n  Even in the spotlight, the coupe gettin' seated\n  Had to cut the roof off because we had a disagreement (Damn)\n\n  Shit, if I ain't drove it, they ain't seen it (Nope)\n  Top gone, ice on with the sun beamin' (And)\n  Ridin' up Lenox real slow like I had a flat\n  Four or five cars deep, same color, matchin' black\n\n  I can't wait for the summertime\n  So we can run around and I be actin' all crazy (Count me in)\n  'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n  I keep my top down and I'ma go for mine, baby\n  Can't wait for the summertime\n  So we can ride around, you know we drive them boys crazy\n  'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n  I keep my toes done, 'cause I'm such a fuckin' lady\n\n  The last I heard, you was down in Atlanta (For real)\n  Supposed to be waitin' for some nigga in the slammer (I wonder why)\n  My other man said he caught you down in Miami\n  Had me thinkin' 'bout we coulda got caught\n  With that slammy (Remember the car?)\n  We was in the club, you put the gun up in your panties\n  Came back to New York, we was lookin'\n  Kinda tanny (Bout to act an officer)\n\n  Can't front, you keep your pedi and your mani (Yup)\n  Can't forget your bags 'cause they cost a couple grandy (A few stacks)\n  True game fancy, and you keep a carry-on\n  You tell me that it's handy (I wonder why)\n  But when New York get chilly, you be actin' illy (Damn)\n  And then I got a text, you was down to wet willies, you said\n\n  Can't wait for the summertime\n  So we can ride around, you know we drive them boys crazy\n  'Cause y'all know when the sun is out\n\n  I keep my toes done, 'cause I'm such a fuckin' lady\n\n  If I'm not drivin', best believe I'm bein' driven\n  They call it fashion, but we call it splashin'\n  'Cause we gettin' paid and we do it for a livin'\n  And when the sun comes out, look for me\n  Hair check, nails check, diamonds and pearls check\n  Keep the top down when I'm ridin' with the girls\n  In the summer, in the summertime\n"},{"id":35216836,"name":"It’s Summertime","trackName":"It’s Summertime","artistName":"Jim Jones","albumName":"Risky Business","duration":257.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's the summertime, woadie, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\nIt's the summertime, boo, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\nIt's the summertime, shawty, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\nIt's the summertime, baby, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n\nIt's the summertime, I'm tanked up\nI got my goons, we linked up\nCops drive real quick around my way\nThey got Fresh feeling like he's the next J\nCheck my Louis sneakers, check my Louis shirt\nCheck the Louis frames, I moved a lot of work\nMan, and I can't lie\nI set my city on fire back in '05\n\nThese niggas know me, they know it ain't a game\nThese niggas see the essence hanging from the chain\nYou see them 650 pounds go for 350\nI'm moving real quickly, 'cause it's the, 'cause it's the\n\nIt's the summertime, woadie, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\nIt's the summertime, boo, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\nIt's the summertime, shawty, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\nIt's the summertime, baby, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n\nIt's the summer like mid-July\nWe be getting high like we kiss the sky\n\nUsually do a mile like Slip N Slide\n\nI'm running through Harlem, catch you whipping by\nTop down so I can keep a clear view\nThe cops around catch me peeking in my rearview\n'Cause they be trying to creep from the blindside\nPussy nigga live nine lives\nCoward nigga die more times\nAnd after August we be looking for the winter\n\nAnd after breakfast we be looking for the dinner\nViolate us, we be looking for you niggas\nCruising through your hood with them fully loaded triggers\nOn the flip side, it was trips to Green Egg\nSome flipped packs, some waited for payday\nThe block parties, they got shot up\nNow I'm pulling to the block in a Ferrari and put the top up\n\nIt's the summertime, woadie, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\nIt's the summertime, boo, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\nIt's the summertime, shawty, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\nIt's the summertime, baby, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n\nIt's the summertime and D-boys whipping that mids\n'Cause fiends off the block need that fix\nMe? I'm just whipping that six\nSwitching lanes all through my city getting top from a bitch\nLook, homie, I love my life\nAnd if it's something wrong with that, then I don't wanna be right\nCatch me at night, top down, you can feel my glow\nWhen I step out the door, pair of Guccis hit the floor\n\nGirbauds got a stiff crease like my pants, the seats\nGuwop, the chain and skull belt make my cypher complete\nAnd my cypher's unique, you niggas could critique for weeks\nAnd you still couldn't fuckin' compete, 'cause it's the\n\nIt's the summertime, woadie, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\nIt's the summertime, boo, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\nIt's the summertime, shawty, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\nIt's the summertime, baby, and I'm in the mids\nGot my Girbauds on, check out my kicks","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: It’s Summertime\n  artist: Jim Jones\n  album: Risky Business\n  duration_ms: 257000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  It's the summertime, woadie, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n  It's the summertime, boo, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n  It's the summertime, shawty, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n  It's the summertime, baby, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n\n  It's the summertime, I'm tanked up\n  I got my goons, we linked up\n  Cops drive real quick around my way\n  They got Fresh feeling like he's the next J\n  Check my Louis sneakers, check my Louis shirt\n  Check the Louis frames, I moved a lot of work\n  Man, and I can't lie\n  I set my city on fire back in '05\n\n  These niggas know me, they know it ain't a game\n  These niggas see the essence hanging from the chain\n  You see them 650 pounds go for 350\n  I'm moving real quickly, 'cause it's the, 'cause it's the\n\n  It's the summertime, woadie, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n  It's the summertime, boo, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n  It's the summertime, shawty, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n  It's the summertime, baby, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n\n  It's the summer like mid-July\n  We be getting high like we kiss the sky\n\n  Usually do a mile like Slip N Slide\n\n  I'm running through Harlem, catch you whipping by\n  Top down so I can keep a clear view\n  The cops around catch me peeking in my rearview\n  'Cause they be trying to creep from the blindside\n  Pussy nigga live nine lives\n  Coward nigga die more times\n  And after August we be looking for the winter\n\n  And after breakfast we be looking for the dinner\n  Violate us, we be looking for you niggas\n  Cruising through your hood with them fully loaded triggers\n  On the flip side, it was trips to Green Egg\n  Some flipped packs, some waited for payday\n  The block parties, they got shot up\n  Now I'm pulling to the block in a Ferrari and put the top up\n\n  It's the summertime, woadie, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n  It's the summertime, boo, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n  It's the summertime, shawty, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n  It's the summertime, baby, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n\n  It's the summertime and D-boys whipping that mids\n  'Cause fiends off the block need that fix\n  Me? I'm just whipping that six\n  Switching lanes all through my city getting top from a bitch\n  Look, homie, I love my life\n  And if it's something wrong with that, then I don't wanna be right\n  Catch me at night, top down, you can feel my glow\n  When I step out the door, pair of Guccis hit the floor\n\n  Girbauds got a stiff crease like my pants, the seats\n  Guwop, the chain and skull belt make my cypher complete\n  And my cypher's unique, you niggas could critique for weeks\n  And you still couldn't fuckin' compete, 'cause it's the\n\n  It's the summertime, woadie, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n  It's the summertime, boo, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n  It's the summertime, shawty, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n  It's the summertime, baby, and I'm in the mids\n  Got my Girbauds on, check out my kicks\n"}]