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I ain't make you that mad\nHow you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\nPut up racks for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\nAs long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\nAs long as they printed, I'ma go get it, I ain't never runnin' out of ya\nI ain't ever runnin' out of nothin'\nYeah, yeah, you can count it up\nYeah, yeah, shawty this for us\nYeah, yeah, shawty\nOh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singin' like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\nYoung Vamp Life, she wanna bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my boo, buy anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your boo? Boy you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nCut off stockings, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nWon't you mess up bein' alone?\nWon't need nobody else\nI don't need nobody else\nI don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch? Why the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist\nYeah, yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah, yeah, I like her\nYeah yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah, yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nToldthem fuck niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna get on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI want to throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hoes not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck, I'm a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah, yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes (Official Audio)\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: Ken Carson Songs\n  duration_ms: 176000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna get on her breast\n  I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  I want to throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  Once you run them racks up, these hoes not hard to catch\n  She wanna fuck, I'm a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  Yeah, yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n\n  Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n  I used to- yeah, on her face\n  How the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n  Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n  I miss the times we had\n  Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hoes too bad\n  How you fixed yo' lips to say what you said? I ain't make you that mad\n  How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n  Put up racks for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n  As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n  As long as they printed, I'ma go get it, I ain't never runnin' out of ya\n  I ain't ever runnin' out of nothin'\n  Yeah, yeah, you can count it up\n  Yeah, yeah, shawty this for us\n  Yeah, yeah, shawty\n  Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n  She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n  We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n  I got her singin' like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n  She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n  Young Vamp Life, she wanna bite, yeah\n  She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n  She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n  I ain't frontin' my boo, buy anything for my ho\n  Why you frontin' your boo? Boy you know you ain't got it\n  Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n  Cut off stockings, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n  She just wanna get in my pockets\n  But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n  Won't you mess up bein' alone?\n  Won't need nobody else\n  I don't need nobody else\n  I don't need nobody\n  Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch? Why the fuck you try me?\n  Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist\n  Yeah, yeah, I'm iced up\n  Yeah, yeah, I like her\n  Yeah yeah, I'ma ice her\n  Yeah, yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n  Toldthem fuck niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\n  Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna get on her breast\n  I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  I want to throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  Once you run them racks up, these hoes not hard to catch\n  She wanna fuck, I'm a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  Yeah, yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n"},{"id":24516196,"name":"yes","trackName":"yes","artistName":"Ken Carson","albumName":"yes","duration":175.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n\nYeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\nI used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\nWish I could go back to where we started, yeah\nI miss the times we had\nCan't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\nHow you fix your lips to say what you said?\nI ain't make you that mad\nHow you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\nPut up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\nAs long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\nAs long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\nI ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\nYeah-yeah, you can count it up\nYeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\nYeah-yeah, shawty\nOh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\nYoung Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 175000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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I thought this was a safe place\n  I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n  Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n  I miss the times we had\n  Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n  How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n  I ain't make you that mad\n  How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n  Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n  As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\n  As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n  I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n  Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n  Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n  Yeah-yeah, shawty\n  Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n  She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n  We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n  I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n  She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\n  Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n  She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n  She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n  I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n  Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n  Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n  Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n  She just wanna get in my pockets\n  But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n  Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\n  I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n  Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n  Why the fuck you try me?\n  Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n  Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n  Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n  Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\n  Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n"},{"id":34382687,"name":"yes","trackName":"yes","artistName":"Ken Carson","albumName":"yes","duration":25.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n\nYeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\nI used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\nWish I could go back to where we started, yeah\nI miss the times we had\nCan't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\nHow you fix your lips to say what you said?\nI ain't make you that mad\nHow you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\nPut up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\nAs long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\nAs long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\nI ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\nYeah-yeah, you can count it up\nYeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\nYeah-yeah, shawty\nOh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\nYoung Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 25000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 1000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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I thought this was a safe place\nI used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\nWish I could go back to where we started, yeah\nI miss the times we had\nCan't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\nHow you fix your lips to say what you said?\nI ain't make you that mad\nHow you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\nPut up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\nAs long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\nAs long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\nI ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\nYeah-yeah, you can count it up\nYeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\nYeah-yeah, shawty\nOh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\nYoung Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 18000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n  She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n  We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n  I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n  She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\n  Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n  She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n  She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n  I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n  Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n  Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n  Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n  She just wanna get in my pockets\n  But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n  Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\n  I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n  Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n  Why the fuck you try me?\n  Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n  Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n  Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n  Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\n  Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n"},{"id":34382675,"name":"yes","trackName":"yes","artistName":"Ken Carson","albumName":"yes","duration":30.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n\nYeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\nI used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\nWish I could go back to where we started, yeah\nI miss the times we had\nCan't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\nHow you fix your lips to say what you said?\nI ain't make you that mad\nHow you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\nPut up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\nAs long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\nAs long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\nI ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\nYeah-yeah, you can count it up\nYeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\nYeah-yeah, shawty\nOh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\nYoung Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 30000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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I thought this was a safe place\nI used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\nWish I could go back to where we started, yeah\nI miss the times we had\nCan't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\nHow you fix your lips to say what you said?\nI ain't make you that mad\nHow you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\nPut up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\nAs long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\nAs long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\nI ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\nYeah-yeah, you can count it up\nYeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\nYeah-yeah, shawty\nOh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\nYoung Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 29000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 32000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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I thought this was a safe place\n  I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n  Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n  I miss the times we had\n  Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n  How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n  I ain't make you that mad\n  How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n  Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n  As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\n  As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n  I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n  Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n  Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n  Yeah-yeah, shawty\n  Oh, you want that bag? 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Boy, you know you ain't got it\n  Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n  Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n  She just wanna get in my pockets\n  But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n  Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\n  I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n  Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n  Why the fuck you try me?\n  Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n  Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n  Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n  Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\n  Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n"},{"id":34382689,"name":"yes","trackName":"yes","artistName":"Ken Carson","albumName":"yes","duration":35.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n\nYeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\nI used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\nWish I could go back to where we started, yeah\nI miss the times we had\nCan't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\nHow you fix your lips to say what you said?\nI ain't make you that mad\nHow you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\nPut up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\nAs long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\nAs long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\nI ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\nYeah-yeah, you can count it up\nYeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\nYeah-yeah, shawty\nOh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\nYoung Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 35000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\nYoung Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 22000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n  She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n  We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n  I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n  She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\n  Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n  She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n  She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n  I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n  Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n  Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n  Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n  She just wanna get in my pockets\n  But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n  Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\n  I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n  Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n  Why the fuck you try me?\n  Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n  Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n  Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n  Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\n  Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n"},{"id":34382678,"name":"yes","trackName":"yes","artistName":"Ken Carson","albumName":"yes","duration":31.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n\nYeah, how you changed up? 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That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\nYoung Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your move? 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I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 31000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n  start_ms: 40730\n  end_ms: 43870\n- text: I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n  start_ms: 43870\n  end_ms: 47160\n- text: Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n  start_ms: 47160\n  end_ms: 48960\n- text: I miss the times we had\n  start_ms: 48960\n  end_ms: 50610\n- text: Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n  start_ms: 50610\n  end_ms: 53940\n- text: How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n  start_ms: 53940\n  end_ms: 55820\n- text: I ain't make you that mad\n  start_ms: 55820\n  end_ms: 57270\n- text: How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n  start_ms: 57270\n  end_ms: 60610\n- text: Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n  start_ms: 60610\n  end_ms: 64060\n- text: As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n  start_ms: 64060\n  end_ms: 67390\n- text: As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n  start_ms: 67390\n  end_ms: 69230\n- text: I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n  start_ms: 69230\n  end_ms: 72590\n- text: Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n  start_ms: 72590\n  end_ms: 74150\n- text: Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n  start_ms: 74150\n  end_ms: 75760\n- text: Yeah-yeah, shawty\n  start_ms: 75760\n  end_ms: 77410\n- text: Oh, you want that bag? 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Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 27000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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I thought this was a safe place\n  I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n  Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n  I miss the times we had\n  Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n  How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n  I ain't make you that mad\n  How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n  Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n  As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\n  As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n  I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n  Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n  Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n  Yeah-yeah, shawty\n  Oh, you want that bag? 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Boy, you know you ain't got it\n  Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n  Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n  She just wanna get in my pockets\n  But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n  Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\n  I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n  Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n  Why the fuck you try me?\n  Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n  Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n  Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n  Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\n  Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n"},{"id":34382685,"name":"yes","trackName":"yes","artistName":"Ken Carson","albumName":"yes","duration":33.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n\nYeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\nI used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\nWish I could go back to where we started, yeah\nI miss the times we had\nCan't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\nHow you fix your lips to say what you said?\nI ain't make you that mad\nHow you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\nPut up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\nAs long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\nAs long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\nI ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\nYeah-yeah, you can count it up\nYeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\nYeah-yeah, shawty\nOh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\nYoung Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 33000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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Boy, you know you ain't got it\n  Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n  Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n  She just wanna get in my pockets\n  But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n  Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\n  I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n  Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n  Why the fuck you try me?\n  Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n  Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n  Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n  Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\n  Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n"},{"id":34382696,"name":"yes","trackName":"yes","artistName":"Ken Carson","albumName":"yes","duration":42.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n\nYeah, how you changed up? 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That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\nYoung Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 42000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n  She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n  We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n  I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n  She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\n  Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n  She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n  She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n  I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n  Why you frontin' your move? 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I thought this was a safe place\nI used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\nWish I could go back to where we started, yeah\nI miss the times we had\nCan't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\nHow you fix your lips to say what you said?\nI ain't make you that mad\nHow you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\nPut up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\nAs long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\nAs long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\nI ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\nYeah-yeah, you can count it up\nYeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\nYeah-yeah, shawty\nOh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\nYoung Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 10000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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That shit a slap to the face\n  start_ms: 57270\n  end_ms: 60610\n- text: Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n  start_ms: 60610\n  end_ms: 64060\n- text: As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n  start_ms: 64060\n  end_ms: 67390\n- text: As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n  start_ms: 67390\n  end_ms: 69230\n- text: I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n  start_ms: 69230\n  end_ms: 72590\n- text: Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n  start_ms: 72590\n  end_ms: 74150\n- text: Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n  start_ms: 74150\n  end_ms: 75760\n- text: Yeah-yeah, shawty\n  start_ms: 75760\n  end_ms: 77410\n- text: Oh, you want that bag? 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Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 28000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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I thought this was a safe place\n  I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n  Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n  I miss the times we had\n  Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n  How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n  I ain't make you that mad\n  How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n  Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n  As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\n  As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n  I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n  Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n  Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n  Yeah-yeah, shawty\n  Oh, you want that bag? 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Boy, you know you ain't got it\n  Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n  Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n  She just wanna get in my pockets\n  But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n  Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\n  I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n  Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n  Why the fuck you try me?\n  Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n  Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n  Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n  Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\n  Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n"},{"id":34382693,"name":"yes","trackName":"yes","artistName":"Ken Carson","albumName":"yes","duration":38.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n\nYeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\nI used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\nWish I could go back to where we started, yeah\nI miss the times we had\nCan't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\nHow you fix your lips to say what you said?\nI ain't make you that mad\nHow you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\nPut up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\nAs long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\nAs long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\nI ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\nYeah-yeah, you can count it up\nYeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\nYeah-yeah, shawty\nOh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\nYoung Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 38000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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That ain't nothin', I already bought it\nShe threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\nWe on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\nI got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\nShe love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\nYoung Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\nShe wanna fuck all night, yeah\nShe wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\nI ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\nWhy you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\nNiggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\nHit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\nShe just wanna get in my pockets\nBut I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\nOnce you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\nI don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\nOh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\nWhy the fuck you try me?\nFully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\nYeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\nYeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\nTell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\nYeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[00:17.69] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[00:20.94] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[00:24.59] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[00:27.87] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[00:30.68] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[00:34.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[00:37.10] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[00:40.73] Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 50000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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Boy, you know you ain't got it\n  Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n  Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n  She just wanna get in my pockets\n  But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n  Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\n  I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n  Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n  Why the fuck you try me?\n  Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n  Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n  Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n  Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\n  Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n"},{"id":34382702,"name":"yes","trackName":"yes","artistName":"Ken Carson","albumName":"yes","duration":60.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\nShe wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\nI want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\nI wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\nOnce you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\nShe wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\nOn the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\nYeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n\nYeah, how you changed up? 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I thought this was a safe place\n[00:43.87] I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n[00:47.16] Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n[00:48.96] I miss the times we had\n[00:50.61] Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n[00:53.94] How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n[00:55.82] I ain't make you that mad\n[00:57.27] How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n[01:00.61] Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n[01:04.06] As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n[01:07.39] As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n[01:09.23] I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n[01:12.59] Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n[01:14.15] Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n[01:15.76] Yeah-yeah, shawty\n[01:17.41] Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n[01:20.59] She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n[01:23.97] We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n[01:27.09] I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n[01:30.31] She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n[01:33.70] Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n[01:35.62] She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n[01:37.39] She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n[01:38.96] I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n[01:40.52] Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n[01:42.43] Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n[01:44.05] Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n[01:45.70] She just wanna get in my pockets\n[01:47.51] But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n[01:50.94] Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n[01:54.20] I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n[01:57.64] Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n[01:59.32] Why the fuck you try me?\n[02:00.97] Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n[02:04.31] Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n[02:07.83] Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n[02:11.02] Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n[02:15.53] Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n[02:18.31] She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n[02:21.74] I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n[02:25.38] I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n[02:28.50] Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n[02:31.58] She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n[02:35.18] On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n[02:37.95] Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n[02:41.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: yes\n  artist: Ken Carson\n  album: yes\n  duration_ms: 60000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 17690\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 17690\n  end_ms: 20940\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 20940\n  end_ms: 24590\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 24590\n  end_ms: 27870\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 27870\n  end_ms: 30680\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 30680\n  end_ms: 34180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 34180\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40730\n- text: Yeah, how you changed up? 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That shit a slap to the face\n  start_ms: 57270\n  end_ms: 60610\n- text: Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n  start_ms: 60610\n  end_ms: 64060\n- text: As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n  start_ms: 64060\n  end_ms: 67390\n- text: As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n  start_ms: 67390\n  end_ms: 69230\n- text: I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n  start_ms: 69230\n  end_ms: 72590\n- text: Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n  start_ms: 72590\n  end_ms: 74150\n- text: Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n  start_ms: 74150\n  end_ms: 75760\n- text: Yeah-yeah, shawty\n  start_ms: 75760\n  end_ms: 77410\n- text: Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n  start_ms: 77410\n  end_ms: 80590\n- text: She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n  start_ms: 80590\n  end_ms: 83970\n- text: We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n  start_ms: 83970\n  end_ms: 87090\n- text: I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n  start_ms: 87090\n  end_ms: 90310\n- text: She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n  start_ms: 90310\n  end_ms: 93700\n- text: Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n  start_ms: 93700\n  end_ms: 95620\n- text: She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n  start_ms: 95620\n  end_ms: 97390\n- text: She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n  start_ms: 97390\n  end_ms: 98960\n- text: I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n  start_ms: 98960\n  end_ms: 100520\n- text: Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n  start_ms: 100520\n  end_ms: 102430\n- text: Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n  start_ms: 102430\n  end_ms: 104050\n- text: Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n  start_ms: 104050\n  end_ms: 105700\n- text: She just wanna get in my pockets\n  start_ms: 105700\n  end_ms: 107510\n- text: But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n  start_ms: 107510\n  end_ms: 110940\n- text: Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n  start_ms: 110940\n  end_ms: 114200\n- text: I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n  start_ms: 114200\n  end_ms: 117640\n- text: Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n  start_ms: 117640\n  end_ms: 119320\n- text: Why the fuck you try me?\n  start_ms: 119320\n  end_ms: 120970\n- text: Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n  start_ms: 120970\n  end_ms: 124310\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n  start_ms: 124310\n  end_ms: 127830\n- text: Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n  start_ms: 127830\n  end_ms: 131020\n- text: Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n  start_ms: 131020\n  end_ms: 135530\n- text: Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  start_ms: 135530\n  end_ms: 138310\n- text: She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  start_ms: 138310\n  end_ms: 141740\n- text: I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  start_ms: 141740\n  end_ms: 145380\n- text: I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  start_ms: 145380\n  end_ms: 148500\n- text: Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  start_ms: 148500\n  end_ms: 151580\n- text: She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  start_ms: 151580\n  end_ms: 155180\n- text: On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  start_ms: 155180\n  end_ms: 157950\n- text: Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n  start_ms: 157950\n  end_ms: 161540\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 161540\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n\n  Yeah, how you changed up? I thought this was a safe place\n  I used to, yeah, on her face, how the fuck I grow apart from ya?\n  Wish I could go back to where we started, yeah\n  I miss the times we had\n  Can't fumble a bitch, I dropped the switch, now all these hos too bad\n  How you fix your lips to say what you said?\n  I ain't make you that mad\n  How you disrespect what we had? That shit a slap to the face\n  Put up racks up for a rainy day, I'ma always be okay\n  As long as I got my stick with me, you're forever safe\n\n  As long as they printin' 'em, I'ma go get it\n  I ain't never runnin' out of ya, I ain't never runnin' out of nothin'\n  Yeah-yeah, you can count it up\n  Yeah-yeah, shawty, this for us\n  Yeah-yeah, shawty\n  Oh, you want that bag? That ain't nothin', I already bought it\n  She threw that pussy, I caught it, I can't even bap, I fell in love with it\n  We on a island you can't even spot on a map, yeah, it's private\n  I got her singing like a choir, couldn't pay her to keep quiet\n  She love when I make the crowd moshpit, it's like I'm inciting a riot\n\n  Young Vamp Life, she want a bite, yeah\n  She wanna fuck all night, yeah\n  She wanna shop, and I tell her, \"Let's roll\"\n  I ain't frontin' my move, anything for my ho\n  Why you frontin' your move? Boy, you know you ain't got it\n  Niggas go broke tryna pop how I pop it\n  Hit up Saks, yeah, you know how I'm rockin'\n  She just wanna get in my pockets\n  But I can't go for that, I'd rather be by myself\n  Once you master bein' alone, won't need nobody else\n\n  I don't need nobody, yeah, I don't need nobody\n  Oh, you thought I couldn't fuck your bitch?\n  Why the fuck you try me?\n  Fully loaded diamonds on my wrist, yeah-yeah, I'm iced up\n  Yeah-yeah, I like her, yeah-yeah, I'ma ice her\n  Yeah-yeah, you one of a kind, I ain't met no other like ya\n  Tell them fuck-niggas, \"Pipe down,\" I got you piped up\n\n  Yeah, she wanna fuck, I'm like, \"Yes\"\n  She wanna lay on my chest, I wanna, yeah, on her breast\n  I want a yacht, yeah, I want a pint of red\n  I wanna throw them racks to my dog, yeah, fetch\n  Once you run them racks up, these hos not hard to catch\n  She wanna fuck on a star, yeah, ride foreign cars, yeah\n  On the way to Mars, yeah, yeah, I'm runnin' out of space\n  Yeah-yeah, I did what I did 'cause you don't love me anyway\n"}]