[{"id":33891588,"name":"Squabble Up","trackName":"Squabble Up","artistName":"Kendrick Lamar","albumName":"YouTube Search - Kendrick Lamar Squabble Up","duration":166.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"God knows\nI am reincarnated\nI was stargazin'\nLife goes on, I need all my babies (Gyah, gyah)\nWoke up lookin' for the broccoli\nHigh-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi\nIP ownership, the blueprint is by me\nMr. Get Off, I get off and mop feet\nWhen I hear music, it makes me dance\nYou got the music, now is your chance\nA yee nigga couldn't try me in a tri-state\nBuddy pass, bet I get him splashed till he hydrated\nBounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated\nI got the money and the power both gyratin'\nI feel good, get the fuck out my face\nLook good, but she don't got no taste\nI walk in, walked out with the safe\nMando, let me know what the play\nWhat the fuck?\nI got hits, I got bucks, I got new paper cuts\nI got friends, I got foes, but they all sittin' ducks\nHit his turf can get crackin', double back like a deluxe\nFifty deep, but it ain't deep enough\nFuck a plea, there he go, beat him up\nFallin' from my money tree and it grow throughout the month\nSpit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us\nI feel good, get the fuck out my face\nLook good, but she don't got no taste\nI walk in, walked out with the safe\nMando, let me know what the play\nSquabble up, squabble up, squabble up, squabble up\nSquabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up (Mm-mm)\nSquabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up\nHol' up (Hol' up)\nWhere you from? (Where you from?)\nBye bitch (Bye bitch)\nI'm finna go dumb (Finna go dumb)\nSideways (sideways)\nBunk skunk (Bunk skunk)\nFever (fever)\nI'm on one (I'm on one)\nThun, thun, thun, thun, thun, baby rockin' it\nQuid pro quo, what you want? 'Cause I'm watchin' it\nBroke on the floor, let me know if you crockin' it\nBrodie won't go, but I know that he poppin' it\nIt was woof tickets on sale till I silenced it\nPipe down, young, these some whole other politics\nBitch with him and some bitch in him, that's a lot of bitch\nDon't hit 'em, he got kids with him, my apologies\nGhetto child, he was Black N' Milds with the Smirnoff\nYeehaw, we outside, whoadie 'bout to kill him off\nBlaps on blaps, it's a fact, this a brick of raw\nTell me why the fuck you niggas rap if it's fictional?\nTell me why the fuck you niggas fed if you criminal?\n\"Aye, Dot, can I get a drop?\" I'm like, \"Nigga, no\"\nAce boon coon from the Westside to Senegal\nIt's a full moon, let the wolves out, I've been a dog (Ah)\nI feel good, get the fuck out my face\nLook good, but she don't got no taste\nI walk in, walked out with the safe\nMando, let me know what the play\nSquabble up, squabble up, squabble up, squabble up\nSquabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up (Mm-mm)\nSquabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.24] God knows\n[00:03.31] I am reincarnated\n[00:05.77] I was stargazin'\n[00:06.99] Life goes on, I need all my babies (Gyah, gyah)\n[00:09.67] Woke up lookin' for the broccoli\n[00:11.60] High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi\n[00:13.88] IP ownership, the blueprint is by me\n[00:16.16] Mr. Get Off, I get off and mop feet\n[00:18.59] When I hear music, it makes me dance\n[00:23.05] You got the music, now is your chance\n[00:27.63] A yee nigga couldn't try me in a tri-state\n[00:30.12] Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed till he hydrated\n[00:32.48] Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated\n[00:34.77] I got the money and the power both gyratin'\n[00:37.35] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[00:39.67] Look good, but she don't got no taste\n[00:41.85] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[00:44.14] Mando, let me know what the play\n[00:47.41] What the fuck?\n[00:48.24] I got hits, I got bucks, I got new paper cuts\n[00:50.56] I got friends, I got foes, but they all sittin' ducks\n[00:52.82] Hit his turf can get crackin', double back like a deluxe\n[00:55.58] Fifty deep, but it ain't deep enough\n[00:57.54] Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up\n[00:59.89] Fallin' from my money tree and it grow throughout the month\n[01:02.11] Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us\n[01:05.04] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[01:07.42] Look good, but she don't got no taste\n[01:09.62] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[01:11.97] Mando, let me know what the play\n[01:14.07] Squabble up, squabble up, squabble up, squabble up\n[01:18.86] Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up (Mm-mm)\n[01:21.12] Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up\n[01:23.47] Hol' up (Hol' up)\n[01:25.58] Where you from? (Where you from?)\n[01:27.82] Bye bitch (Bye bitch)\n[01:30.05] I'm finna go dumb (Finna go dumb)\n[01:32.29] Sideways (sideways)\n[01:34.75] Bunk skunk (Bunk skunk)\n[01:37.08] Fever (fever)\n[01:39.43] I'm on one (I'm on one)\n[01:41.63] Thun, thun, thun, thun, thun, baby rockin' it\n[01:43.97] Quid pro quo, what you want? 'Cause I'm watchin' it\n[01:46.30] Broke on the floor, let me know if you crockin' it\n[01:48.51] Brodie won't go, but I know that he poppin' it\n[01:50.82] It was woof tickets on sale till I silenced it\n[01:53.12] Pipe down, young, these some whole other politics\n[01:55.53] Bitch with him and some bitch in him, that's a lot of bitch\n[01:57.80] Don't hit 'em, he got kids with him, my apologies\n[02:00.10] Ghetto child, he was Black N' Milds with the Smirnoff\n[02:02.47] Yeehaw, we outside, whoadie 'bout to kill him off\n[02:04.76] Blaps on blaps, it's a fact, this a brick of raw\n[02:07.04] Tell me why the fuck you niggas rap if it's fictional?\n[02:09.31] Tell me why the fuck you niggas fed if you criminal?\n[02:11.78] \"Aye, Dot, can I get a drop?\" I'm like, \"Nigga, no\"\n[02:13.92] Ace boon coon from the Westside to Senegal\n[02:16.12] It's a full moon, let the wolves out, I've been a dog (Ah)\n[02:18.65] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[02:21.25] Look good, but she don't got no taste\n[02:23.31] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[02:25.86] Mando, let me know what the play\n[02:28.08] Squabble up, squabble up, squabble up, squabble up\n[02:32.64] Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up (Mm-mm)\n[02:35.06] Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up\n[02:36.25] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Squabble Up\n  artist: Kendrick Lamar\n  album: YouTube Search - Kendrick Lamar Squabble Up\n  duration_ms: 166000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: God knows\n  start_ms: 240\n  end_ms: 3310\n- text: I am reincarnated\n  start_ms: 3310\n  end_ms: 5770\n- text: I was stargazin'\n  start_ms: 5770\n  end_ms: 6990\n- text: Life goes on, I need all my babies (Gyah, gyah)\n  start_ms: 6990\n  end_ms: 9670\n- text: Woke up lookin' for the broccoli\n  start_ms: 9670\n  end_ms: 11600\n- text: High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi\n  start_ms: 11600\n  end_ms: 13880\n- text: IP ownership, the blueprint is by me\n  start_ms: 13880\n  end_ms: 16160\n- text: Mr. Get Off, I get off and mop feet\n  start_ms: 16160\n  end_ms: 18590\n- text: When I hear music, it makes me dance\n  start_ms: 18590\n  end_ms: 23050\n- text: You got the music, now is your chance\n  start_ms: 23050\n  end_ms: 27630\n- text: A yee nigga couldn't try me in a tri-state\n  start_ms: 27630\n  end_ms: 30120\n- text: Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed till he hydrated\n  start_ms: 30120\n  end_ms: 32480\n- text: Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated\n  start_ms: 32480\n  end_ms: 34770\n- text: I got the money and the power both gyratin'\n  start_ms: 34770\n  end_ms: 37350\n- text: I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n  start_ms: 37350\n  end_ms: 39670\n- text: Look good, but she don't got no taste\n  start_ms: 39670\n  end_ms: 41850\n- text: I walk in, walked out with the safe\n  start_ms: 41850\n  end_ms: 44140\n- text: Mando, let me know what the play\n  start_ms: 44140\n  end_ms: 47410\n- text: What the fuck?\n  start_ms: 47410\n  end_ms: 48240\n- text: I got hits, I got bucks, I got new paper cuts\n  start_ms: 48240\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: I got friends, I got foes, but they all sittin' ducks\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 52820\n- text: Hit his turf can get crackin', double back like a deluxe\n  start_ms: 52820\n  end_ms: 55580\n- text: Fifty deep, but it ain't deep enough\n  start_ms: 55580\n  end_ms: 57540\n- text: Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up\n  start_ms: 57540\n  end_ms: 59890\n- text: Fallin' from my money tree and it grow throughout the month\n  start_ms: 59890\n  end_ms: 62110\n- text: Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us\n  start_ms: 62110\n  end_ms: 65040\n- text: I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n  start_ms: 65040\n  end_ms: 67420\n- text: Look good, but she don't got no taste\n  start_ms: 67420\n  end_ms: 69620\n- text: I walk in, walked out with the safe\n  start_ms: 69620\n  end_ms: 71970\n- text: Mando, let me know what the play\n  start_ms: 71970\n  end_ms: 74070\n- text: Squabble up, squabble up, squabble up, squabble up\n  start_ms: 74070\n  end_ms: 78860\n- text: Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up (Mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 78860\n  end_ms: 81120\n- text: Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up\n  start_ms: 81120\n  end_ms: 83470\n- text: Hol' up (Hol' up)\n  start_ms: 83470\n  end_ms: 85580\n- text: Where you from? 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(Where you from?)\n  Bye bitch (Bye bitch)\n  I'm finna go dumb (Finna go dumb)\n  Sideways (sideways)\n  Bunk skunk (Bunk skunk)\n  Fever (fever)\n  I'm on one (I'm on one)\n  Thun, thun, thun, thun, thun, baby rockin' it\n  Quid pro quo, what you want? 'Cause I'm watchin' it\n  Broke on the floor, let me know if you crockin' it\n  Brodie won't go, but I know that he poppin' it\n  It was woof tickets on sale till I silenced it\n  Pipe down, young, these some whole other politics\n  Bitch with him and some bitch in him, that's a lot of bitch\n  Don't hit 'em, he got kids with him, my apologies\n  Ghetto child, he was Black N' Milds with the Smirnoff\n  Yeehaw, we outside, whoadie 'bout to kill him off\n  Blaps on blaps, it's a fact, this a brick of raw\n  Tell me why the fuck you niggas rap if it's fictional?\n  Tell me why the fuck you niggas fed if you criminal?\n  \"Aye, Dot, can I get a drop?\" I'm like, \"Nigga, no\"\n  Ace boon coon from the Westside to Senegal\n  It's a full moon, let the wolves out, I've been a dog (Ah)\n  I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n  Look good, but she don't got no taste\n  I walk in, walked out with the safe\n  Mando, let me know what the play\n  Squabble up, squabble up, squabble up, squabble up\n  Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up (Mm-mm)\n  Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up\n"},{"id":14959207,"name":"Kendrick Lamar - squabble up (Official Audio)","trackName":"Kendrick Lamar - squabble up (Official Audio)","artistName":"Kendrick Lamar","albumName":"Kendrick Lamar","duration":158.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"God knows\nI am reincarnated\nI was stargazin'\nLife goes on, I need all my babies (gyah, gyah)\n\nWoke up lookin' for the broccoli\nHigh-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi\nIP, ownership, the blueprint is by me\nMr. Get Off, I get off at my feet\nWhen I hear music, it makes me dance\nYou got the music, now is your chance\nA yee nigga couldn't try me in the tri-state\nBuddy pass, bet I get him splashed 'til he hydrated\nBounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated\nI got the money and the power both gyratin'\n\nI feel good, get the fuck out my face\nLook good, but shе don't got no taste\nI walk in, walked out with the safe\nMando, let me know what the play\n\nWhat the fuck?\nI got hits, I got bucks, I got new paper cuts\nI got friends, I got foes, but they all sitting ducks\nHit his turf and get crackin', double back like a deluxe\n50 deep, but it ain't deep enough\nFuck a plea, there he go, beat him up\nFallin' from my money tree, and it grow throughout the months\nSpit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us\n\nI feel good, get the fuck out my face\nLook good, but she don't got no taste\nI walk in, walked out with the safe\nMando, let me know what the play\n\nSquabble up, squabble up\nSquabble up, squabble up\nSquabble up (mm, mm), squabble up (mm, mm)\nSquabble up (mm, mm), squabble up\n\nHol' up (hol' up)\nWhere you from? (Where you from?)\nMy bitch (my bitch)\nI'm finna go dumb (finna go dumb)\nSideways (sideways)\nBunk skunk (bunk skunk)\nFever (fever)\nI'm on one (I'm on one)\n\nThunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, baby rockin' it\nQuid pro quo, what you want? 'Cause I'm watchin' it\nWork on the floor, let me know if you clockin' it\nBrodie won't go, but I know that he poppin' it\nIt was woof tickets on sale 'til I silenced it\nPipe down, young, these some whole other politics\nBitch with him and some bitch in him, that's a lot of bitch\nDon't hit him, he got kids with him, my apologies\n\nGhetto child, it was Black & Milds with the Smirnoff\nYeehaw, we outside, whoadie 'bout to kill him off\nBlaps on blaps, it's a fact, this a brick of raw\nTell me, why the fuck you niggas rap if it's fictional?\nTell me, why the fuck you niggas fed if you criminal?\n\"Hey Dot, can I get a drop?\" I'm like, \"Nigga, nah\"\nAce boon coon from the Westside to Senegal\nIt's a full moon, let the wolves out, I been a dog (ah)\n\nI feel good, get the fuck out my face\nLook good, but she don't got no taste\nI walk in, walked out with the safe\nMando, let me know what the play\n\nSquabble up, squabble up\nSquabble up, squabble up\nSquabble up (mm, mm), squabble up (mm, mm)\nSquabble up (mm, mm), squabble up","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.09] God knows\n[00:03.32] I am reincarnated\n[00:05.89] I was stargazin'\n[00:06.94] Life goes on, I need all my babies (gyah, gyah)\n[00:09.99] Woke up lookin' for the broccoli\n[00:11.55] High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi\n[00:13.93] IP, ownership, the blueprint is by me\n[00:16.48] Mr. Get Off, I get off at my feet\n[00:18.78] When I hear music, it makes me dance\n[00:23.15] You got the music, now is your chance\n[00:27.96] A yee nigga couldn't try me in the tri-state\n[00:30.07] Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed 'til he hydrated\n[00:32.36] Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated\n[00:34.86] I got the money and the power both gyratin'\n[00:37.23] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[00:39.80] Look good, but shе don't got no taste\n[00:41.94] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[00:44.36] Mando, let me know what the play\n[00:47.65] What the fuck?\n[00:48.29] I got hits, I got bucks, I got new paper cuts\n[00:50.54] I got friends, I got foes, but they all sitting ducks\n[00:52.93] Hit his turf and get crackin', double back like a deluxe\n[00:55.85] 50 deep, but it ain't deep enough\n[00:58.00] Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up\n[00:59.79] Fallin' from my money tree, and it grow throughout the months\n[01:02.07] Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us\n[01:04.83] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[01:07.33] Look good, but she don't got no taste\n[01:09.63] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[01:11.81] Mando, let me know what the play\n[01:14.19] Squabble up, squabble up\n[01:16.42] Squabble up, squabble up\n[01:18.74] Squabble up (mm, mm), squabble up (mm, mm)\n[01:21.17] Squabble up (mm, mm), squabble up\n[01:23.35] Hol' up (hol' up)\n[01:25.42] Where you from? (Where you from?)\n[01:27.73] My bitch (my bitch)\n[01:29.98] I'm finna go dumb (finna go dumb)\n[01:32.40] Sideways (sideways)\n[01:34.71] Bunk skunk (bunk skunk)\n[01:37.04] Fever (fever)\n[01:39.46] I'm on one (I'm on one)\n[01:41.57] Thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, baby rockin' it\n[01:43.90] Quid pro quo, what you want? 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(Where you from?)\nBye bitch (Bye bitch)\nI'm finna go dumb (Finna go dumb)\nSideways (sideways)\nBunk skunk (Bunk skunk)\nFever (fever)\nI'm on one (I'm on one)\nThun, thun, thun, thun, thun, baby rockin' it\nQuid pro quo, what you want? 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(Where you from?)\nBye bitch (Bye bitch)\nI'm finna go dumb (Finna go dumb)\nSideways (sideways)\nBunk skunk (Bunk skunk)\nFever (fever)\nI'm on one (I'm on one)\nThun, thun, thun, thun, thun, baby rockin' it\nQuid pro quo, what you want? 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(Where you from?)\nBye, bitch (bye, bitch)\nI'm finna go dumb (finna go dumb)\nSideways (sideways)\nBunk skunk (bunk skunk)\nFever (fever)\nI'm on one (I'm on one)\n\nThunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, baby rockin' it\nQuid pro quo, what you want? 'Cause I'm watchin' it\nWork on the floor, let me know if you clockin' it\nBrodie won't go, but I know that he poppin' it\nIt was woof tickets on sale 'til I silenced it\nPipe down, young, these some whole other politics\nBitch with him and some bitch in him, that's a lot of bitch\nDon't hit him, he got kids with him, my apologies\n\nGhetto child, it was Black & Milds with the Smirnoff\nYeehaw, we outside, whoadie 'bout to kill him off\nBlaps on blaps, it's a fact, this a brick of raw\nTell me, why the fuck you niggas rap if it's fictional?\nTell me, why the fuck you niggas fed if you criminal?\n\"Hey Dot, can I get a drop?\" I'm like, \"Nigga, nah\"\nAce boon coon from the Westside to Senegal\nIt's a full moon, let the wolves out, I been a dog (ah)\n\nI feel good, get the fuck out my face\nLook good, but she don't got no taste\nI walk in, walked out with the safe\nMando, let me know what the play\n\nSquabble up, squabble up\nSquabble up, squabble up\nSquabble up (mm, mm), squabble up (mm, mm)\nSquabble up (mm, mm), squabble up","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.87] God knows\n[00:09.20] I am reincarnated\n[00:11.18] I was stargazin'\n[00:12.22] Life goes on, I need all my babies (gyah, gyah)\n[00:14.82] Woke up lookin' for the broccoli\n[00:17.29] High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi\n[00:19.28] IP, ownership, the blueprint is by me\n[00:21.51] Mr. Get Off, I get off at my feet\n[00:24.01] When I hear music, it makes me dance\n[00:28.27] You got the music, now is your chance\n[00:32.84] A yee nigga couldn't try me in the tri-state\n[00:35.57] Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed 'til he hydrated\n[00:37.52] Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated\n[00:40.05] I got the money and the power both gyratin'\n[00:42.46] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[00:44.59] Look good, but shе don't got no taste\n[00:47.28] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[00:49.37] Mando, let me know what the play\n[00:53.08] What the fuck?\n[00:53.77] I got hits, I got bucks, I got new paper cuts\n[00:55.03] I got friends, I got foes, but they all sitting ducks\n[00:58.12] Hit his turf and get crackin', double back like a deluxe\n[01:00.45] 50 deep, but it ain't deep enough\n[01:03.15] Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up\n[01:05.19] Fallin' from my money tree, and it grow throughout the months\n[01:07.55] Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us\n[01:10.30] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[01:12.53] Look good, but she don't got no taste\n[01:14.89] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[01:17.23] Mando, let me know what the play\n[01:19.58] Squabble up, squabble up\n[01:21.76] Squabble up, squabble up\n[01:24.24] Squabble up (mm, mm), squabble up (mm, mm)\n[01:26.28] Squabble up (mm, mm), squabble up\n[01:28.57] Hol' up (hol' up)\n[01:30.65] Where you from? 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(Where you from?)\nMy bitch (my bitch)\nI'm finna go dumb (finna go dumb)\nSideways (sideways)\nBunk skunk (bunk skunk)\nFever (fever)\nI'm on one (I'm on one)\n\nThunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, baby rockin' it\nQuid pro quo, what you want? 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I guess so\nSay you can't sleep, baby, I know\nThat's that me, espresso\nMove it up, down, left, right, oh\nSwitch it up like Nintendo\nSay you can't sleep, baby, I know\nThat's that me, espresso\nWoke up lookin' for the broccoli\nHigh-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi\nIP ownership, the blueprint is by me\nMr. Get Off, I get off and mop feet\nA yee nigga couldn't try me in a tri-state\nBuddy pass, bet I get him splashed till he hydrated\nBounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated\nI got the money and the power both gyratin'\nI feel good, get the fuck out my face\nLook good, but she don't got no taste\nI walk in, walked out with the safe\nMando, let me know what the play\nWhat the fuck?\nI got hits\nI got bucks\nI got new paper cuts\nI got friends\nI got foes\nBut they all sittin' ducks\nHit his turf can get crackin', double back like a deluxe\nFifty deep, but it ain't deep enough\nFuck a plea, there he go, beat him up\nFallin' from my money tree and it grow throughout the month\nSpit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us\nI feel good, get the fuck out my face\nLook good, but she don't got no taste\nI walk in, walked out with the safe\nMando, let me know what the play\nSquabble up\nSquabble up\nSquabble up\nSquabble up\nSquabble up (Mm-mm)\nSquabble up (Mm)\nSquabble up\nSquabble up\nThinkin' 'bout me every night, oh\nIs it that sweet? I guess so\nSay you can't sleep, baby, I know\nThat's that me, espresso\nMove it up, down, left, right, oh\nSwitch it up like Nintendo\nSay you can't sleep, baby, I know\nThat's that me, espresso\nHol' up\n(Hol' up)\nWhere you from?\n(Where you from?)\nBye bitch\n(Bye bitch)\nI'm finna go dumb\n(Finna go dumb)\nSideways\n(Sideways)\nBunk skunk\n(Bunk skunk)\nFever\n(Fever)\nI'm on one\n(I'm on one)\nThun, thun, thun, thun, thun, baby rockin' it\nQuid pro quo, what you want? 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I guess so\n[00:23.65] Say you can't sleep, baby, I know\n[00:26.03] That's that me, espresso\n[00:28.35] Move it up, down, left, right, oh\n[00:30.53] Switch it up like Nintendo\n[00:32.89] Say you can't sleep, baby, I know\n[00:35.27] That's that me, espresso\n[00:37.55] Woke up lookin' for the broccoli\n[00:39.35] High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi\n[00:41.57] IP ownership, the blueprint is by me\n[00:44.18] Mr. Get Off, I get off and mop feet\n[00:46.39] A yee nigga couldn't try me in a tri-state\n[00:48.45] Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed till he hydrated\n[00:50.79] Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated\n[00:53.27] I got the money and the power both gyratin'\n[00:55.59] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[00:57.97] Look good, but she don't got no taste\n[01:00.21] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[01:02.57] Mando, let me know what the play\n[01:05.95] What the fuck?\n[01:06.65] I got hits\n[01:07.25] I got bucks\n[01:07.77] I got new paper cuts\n[01:08.99] I got friends\n[01:09.67] I got foes\n[01:10.27] But they all sittin' ducks\n[01:11.25] Hit his turf can get crackin', double back like a deluxe\n[01:13.93] Fifty deep, but it ain't deep enough\n[01:16.43] Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up\n[01:18.07] Fallin' from my money tree and it grow throughout the month\n[01:20.47] Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us\n[01:23.19] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[01:25.69] Look good, but she don't got no taste\n[01:27.87] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[01:30.25] Mando, let me know what the play\n[01:32.65] Squabble up\n[01:33.63] Squabble up\n[01:34.79] Squabble up\n[01:35.99] Squabble up\n[01:37.15] Squabble up (Mm-mm)\n[01:38.36] Squabble up (Mm)\n[01:39.69] Squabble up\n[01:40.52] Squabble up\n[01:42.17] Thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh\n[01:44.41] Is it that sweet? 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Mando)\n[03:21.42] That's that me, espresso (Let me know what the play)\n[03:23.72] Move it up, down, left, right, oh (Squabble up, squabble up)\n[03:26.00] Switch it up like Nintendo (Squabble up, squabble up)\n[03:28.28] Say you can't sleep, baby, I know (Squabble up, squabble up)\n[03:30.48] That's that me, espresso (Squabble up, squabble up)\n[03:32.90] Squabble up\n[03:33.94] Squabble up\n[03:35.02] Squabble up\n[03:35.74] Is it that sweet? 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I guess so\n  Say you can't sleep, baby, I know\n  That's that me, espresso\n  Move it up, down, left, right, oh\n  Switch it up like Nintendo\n  Say you can't sleep, baby, I know\n  That's that me, espresso\n  Woke up lookin' for the broccoli\n  High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi\n  IP ownership, the blueprint is by me\n  Mr. Get Off, I get off and mop feet\n  A yee nigga couldn't try me in a tri-state\n  Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed till he hydrated\n  Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated\n  I got the money and the power both gyratin'\n  I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n  Look good, but she don't got no taste\n  I walk in, walked out with the safe\n  Mando, let me know what the play\n  What the fuck?\n  I got hits\n  I got bucks\n  I got new paper cuts\n  I got friends\n  I got foes\n  But they all sittin' ducks\n  Hit his turf can get crackin', double back like a deluxe\n  Fifty deep, but it ain't deep enough\n  Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up\n  Fallin' from my money tree and it grow throughout the month\n  Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us\n  I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n  Look good, but she don't got no taste\n  I walk in, walked out with the safe\n  Mando, let me know what the play\n  Squabble up\n  Squabble up\n  Squabble up\n  Squabble up\n  Squabble up (Mm-mm)\n  Squabble up (Mm)\n  Squabble up\n  Squabble up\n  Thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh\n  Is it that sweet? I guess so\n  Say you can't sleep, baby, I know\n  That's that me, espresso\n  Move it up, down, left, right, oh\n  Switch it up like Nintendo\n  Say you can't sleep, baby, I know\n  That's that me, espresso\n  Hol' up\n  (Hol' up)\n  Where you from?\n  (Where you from?)\n  Bye bitch\n  (Bye bitch)\n  I'm finna go dumb\n  (Finna go dumb)\n  Sideways\n  (Sideways)\n  Bunk skunk\n  (Bunk skunk)\n  Fever\n  (Fever)\n  I'm on one\n  (I'm on one)\n  Thun, thun, thun, thun, thun, baby rockin' it\n  Quid pro quo, what you want? 'Cause I'm watchin' it\n  Broke on the floor, let me know if you crockin' it\n  Brodie won't go, but I know that he poppin' it\n  It was woof tickets on sale till I silenced it\n  Pipe down, young, these some whole other politics\n  Bitch with him and some bitch in him, that's a lot of bitch\n  Don't hit 'em, he got kids with him, my apologies\n  Ghetto child, he was Black N' Milds with the Smirnoff\n  Yeehaw, we outside, whoadie 'bout to kill him off\n  Blaps on blaps, it's a fact, this a brick of raw\n  Tell me why the fuck you niggas rap if it's fictional?\n  Tell me why the fuck you niggas fed if you criminal?\n  \"Aye, Dot, can I get a drop?\" I'm like, \"Nigga, no\"\n  Ace boon coon from the Westside to Senegal\n  It's a full moon, let the wolves out, I've been a dog (Ah)\n  Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh (I feel good, get the fuck out my face. Look good)\n  Is it that sweet? I guess so (But she don't got no taste. 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(Where you from?)\n[01:27.86] My bitch (my bitch), I'm finna go dumb (finna go dumb)\n[01:32.29] Sideways (sideways), monster (monster) fever (fever)\n[01:39.12] I'm on one (I'm on one)\n[01:41.68] Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, baby rockin' it\n[01:43.98] Quid pro quo, what you want? 'Cause I'm watchin' it\n[01:46.26] Work on the flow, let me know if you crockin' it\n[01:48.53] Brodie won't go, but I know that he poppin' it\n[01:50.83] It was woof tickets on sale 'til I silenced it\n[01:53.14] Pipe down, young, get some hoes out politics\n[01:55.57] Bitch with 'em and some bitch in 'em, that's a lot of bitch\n[01:57.85] Don't hit 'em, he got kids with him, my apologies\n[02:00.09] Ghetto child, he was blackin' out with the Smirnoff\n[02:02.48] Yee-haw, we outside, boy, they 'bout to kill him off\n[02:04.73] Blaps on blaps, it's a fact, this a brickerall\n[02:07.06] Tell me why the fuck you niggas rap if it's fictional?\n[02:09.30] Tell me why the fuck you niggas fed if you criminal?\n[02:11.77] \"Hey, Dot, can I get a drop?\" I'm like, \"Nigga, nah\"\n[02:13.98] Ace boon coon from the Westside to synagogue\n[02:16.11] It's a full moon, let the wolves out, I've been a dog (ah!)\n[02:18.67] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[02:21.20] Look good, but she don't got no ties\n[02:23.35] I walked in, walked out with the sides\n[02:25.84] Man down, let me know what the prize\n[02:28.05] Squabble up, squabble up, squabble up, squabble up\n[02:32.68] Squabble up (mm-mm), squabble up (mm-mm)\n[02:35.07] Squabble up (mm-mm), squabble up\n[02:36.24] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Kendrick Lamar - squabble up (Official Audio)\n  artist: Kendrick Lamar\n  album: 'null'\n  duration_ms: 159000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Diagnosed, I am\n  start_ms: 250\n  end_ms: 4660\n- text: Reincarnated\n  start_ms: 4660\n  end_ms: 5760\n- text: I was stargazin'\n  start_ms: 5760\n  end_ms: 6950\n- text: Life goes on, I need all my babies (gyah, gyah)\n  start_ms: 6950\n  end_ms: 9660\n- text: Woke up, lookin' for the broccoli\n  start_ms: 9660\n  end_ms: 11520\n- text: High key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi\n  start_ms: 11520\n  end_ms: 13890\n- text: IP ownership, the blueprint is by me\n  start_ms: 13890\n  end_ms: 16140\n- text: Mr. Get Off, I get off at my feet\n  start_ms: 16140\n  end_ms: 18550\n- text: (When I hear music, it makes me dance)\n  start_ms: 18550\n  end_ms: 23040\n- text: (You got the music, now is your chance)\n  start_ms: 23040\n  end_ms: 27680\n- text: A yeet nigga couldn't try me in a tri-state\n  start_ms: 27680\n  end_ms: 30130\n- text: Buddy passed, but I give him splash 'til he hydrated\n  start_ms: 30130\n  end_ms: 32420\n- text: Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated\n  start_ms: 32420\n  end_ms: 34740\n- text: I got the money in a pile, both gyrated\n  start_ms: 34740\n  end_ms: 37300\n- text: I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n  start_ms: 37300\n  end_ms: 39690\n- text: Look good, but she don't got no ties\n  start_ms: 39690\n  end_ms: 41870\n- text: I walked in, walked out with the sides\n  start_ms: 41870\n  end_ms: 44120\n- text: Man down, let me know what the prize\n  start_ms: 44120\n  end_ms: 46730\n- text: What the fuck? 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(Where you from?)\nBye bitch (Bye bitch)\nI'm finna go dumb (Finna go dumb)\nSideways (sideways)\nBunk skunk (Bunk skunk)\nFever (fever)\nI'm on one (I'm on one)\nThun, thun, thun, thun, thun, baby rockin' it\nQuid pro quo, what you want? 'Cause I'm watchin' it\nBroke on the floor, let me know if you crockin' it\nBrodie won't go, but I know that he poppin' it\nIt was woof tickets on sale till I silenced it\nPipe down, young, these some whole other politics\nBitch with him and some bitch in him, that's a lot of bitch\nDon't hit 'em, he got kids with him, my apologies\nGhetto child, he was Black N' Milds with the Smirnoff\nYeehaw, we outside, whoadie 'bout to kill him off\nBlaps on blaps, it's a fact, this a brick of raw\nTell me why the fuck you niggas rap if it's fictional?\nTell me why the fuck you niggas fed if you criminal?\n\"Aye, Dot, can I get a drop?\" I'm like, \"Nigga, no\"\nAce boon coon from the Westside to Senegal\nIt's a full moon, let the wolves out, I've been a dog (Ah)\nI feel good, get the fuck out my face\nLook good, but she don't got no taste\nI walk in, walked out with the safe\nMando, let me know what the play\nSquabble up, squabble up, squabble up, squabble up\nSquabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up (Mm-mm)\nSquabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.24] God knows\n[00:03.31] I am reincarnated\n[00:05.77] I was stargazin'\n[00:06.99] Life goes on, I need all my babies (Gyah, gyah)\n[00:09.67] Woke up lookin' for the broccoli\n[00:11.60] High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi\n[00:13.88] IP ownership, the blueprint is by me\n[00:16.16] Mr. Get Off, I get off and mop feet\n[00:18.59] When I hear music, it makes me dance\n[00:23.05] You got the music, now is your chance\n[00:27.63] A yee nigga couldn't try me in a tri-state\n[00:30.12] Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed till he hydrated\n[00:32.48] Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated\n[00:34.77] I got the money and the power both gyratin'\n[00:37.35] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[00:39.67] Look good, but she don't got no taste\n[00:41.85] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[00:44.14] Mando, let me know what the play\n[00:47.41] What the fuck?\n[00:48.24] I got hits, I got bucks, I got new paper cuts\n[00:50.56] I got friends, I got foes, but they all sittin' ducks\n[00:52.82] Hit his turf can get crackin', double back like a deluxe\n[00:55.58] Fifty deep, but it ain't deep enough\n[00:57.54] Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up\n[00:59.89] Fallin' from my money tree and it grow throughout the month\n[01:02.11] Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us\n[01:05.04] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[01:07.42] Look good, but she don't got no taste\n[01:09.62] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[01:11.97] Mando, let me know what the play\n[01:14.07] Squabble up, squabble up, squabble up, squabble up\n[01:18.86] Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up (Mm-mm)\n[01:21.12] Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up\n[01:23.47] Hol' up (Hol' up)\n[01:25.58] Where you from? 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(Where you from?)\n  Bye bitch (Bye bitch)\n  I'm finna go dumb (Finna go dumb)\n  Sideways (sideways)\n  Bunk skunk (Bunk skunk)\n  Fever (fever)\n  I'm on one (I'm on one)\n  Thun, thun, thun, thun, thun, baby rockin' it\n  Quid pro quo, what you want? 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(Where you from?)\nBye bitch (Bye bitch)\nI'm finna go dumb (Finna go dumb)\nSideways (sideways)\nBunk skunk (Bunk skunk)\nFever (fever)\nI'm on one (I'm on one)\nThun, thun, thun, thun, thun, baby rockin' it\nQuid pro quo, what you want? 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(Where you from?)\nBye bitch (Bye bitch)\nI'm finna go dumb (Finna go dumb)\nSideways (sideways)\nBunk skunk (Bunk skunk)\nFever (fever)\nI'm on one (I'm on one)\nThun, thun, thun, thun, thun, baby rockin' it\nQuid pro quo, what you want? 'Cause I'm watchin' it\nBroke on the floor, let me know if you crockin' it\nBrodie won't go, but I know that he poppin' it\nIt was woof tickets on sale till I silenced it\nPipe down, young, these some whole other politics\nBitch with him and some bitch in him, that's a lot of bitch\nDon't hit 'em, he got kids with him, my apologies\nGhetto child, he was Black N' Milds with the Smirnoff\nYeehaw, we outside, whoadie 'bout to kill him off\nBlaps on blaps, it's a fact, this a brick of raw\nTell me why the fuck you niggas rap if it's fictional?\nTell me why the fuck you niggas fed if you criminal?\n\"Aye, Dot, can I get a drop?\" I'm like, \"Nigga, no\"\nAce boon coon from the Westside to Senegal\nIt's a full moon, let the wolves out, I've been a dog (Ah)\nI feel good, get the fuck out my face\nLook good, but she don't got no taste\nI walk in, walked out with the safe\nMando, let me know what the play\nSquabble up, squabble up, squabble up, squabble up\nSquabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up (Mm-mm)\nSquabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.24] God knows\n[00:03.31] I am reincarnated\n[00:05.77] I was stargazin'\n[00:06.99] Life goes on, I need all my babies (Gyah, gyah)\n[00:09.67] Woke up lookin' for the broccoli\n[00:11.60] High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi\n[00:13.88] IP ownership, the blueprint is by me\n[00:16.16] Mr. Get Off, I get off and mop feet\n[00:18.59] When I hear music, it makes me dance\n[00:23.05] You got the music, now is your chance\n[00:27.63] A yee nigga couldn't try me in a tri-state\n[00:30.12] Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed till he hydrated\n[00:32.48] Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated\n[00:34.77] I got the money and the power both gyratin'\n[00:37.35] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[00:39.67] Look good, but she don't got no taste\n[00:41.85] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[00:44.14] Mando, let me know what the play\n[00:47.41] What the fuck?\n[00:48.24] I got hits, I got bucks, I got new paper cuts\n[00:50.56] I got friends, I got foes, but they all sittin' ducks\n[00:52.82] Hit his turf can get crackin', double back like a deluxe\n[00:55.58] Fifty deep, but it ain't deep enough\n[00:57.54] Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up\n[00:59.89] Fallin' from my money tree and it grow throughout the month\n[01:02.11] Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us\n[01:05.04] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[01:07.42] Look good, but she don't got no taste\n[01:09.62] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[01:11.97] Mando, let me know what the play\n[01:14.07] Squabble up, squabble up, squabble up, squabble up\n[01:18.86] Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up (Mm-mm)\n[01:21.12] Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up\n[01:23.47] Hol' up (Hol' up)\n[01:25.58] Where you from? (Where you from?)\n[01:27.82] Bye bitch (Bye bitch)\n[01:30.05] I'm finna go dumb (Finna go dumb)\n[01:32.29] Sideways (sideways)\n[01:34.75] Bunk skunk (Bunk skunk)\n[01:37.08] Fever (fever)\n[01:39.43] I'm on one (I'm on one)\n[01:41.63] Thun, thun, thun, thun, thun, baby rockin' it\n[01:43.97] Quid pro quo, what you want? 'Cause I'm watchin' it\n[01:46.30] Broke on the floor, let me know if you crockin' it\n[01:48.51] Brodie won't go, but I know that he poppin' it\n[01:50.82] It was woof tickets on sale till I silenced it\n[01:53.12] Pipe down, young, these some whole other politics\n[01:55.53] Bitch with him and some bitch in him, that's a lot of bitch\n[01:57.80] Don't hit 'em, he got kids with him, my apologies\n[02:00.10] Ghetto child, he was Black N' Milds with the Smirnoff\n[02:02.47] Yeehaw, we outside, whoadie 'bout to kill him off\n[02:04.76] Blaps on blaps, it's a fact, this a brick of raw\n[02:07.04] Tell me why the fuck you niggas rap if it's fictional?\n[02:09.31] Tell me why the fuck you niggas fed if you criminal?\n[02:11.78] \"Aye, Dot, can I get a drop?\" I'm like, \"Nigga, no\"\n[02:13.92] Ace boon coon from the Westside to Senegal\n[02:16.12] It's a full moon, let the wolves out, I've been a dog (Ah)\n[02:18.65] I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n[02:21.25] Look good, but she don't got no taste\n[02:23.31] I walk in, walked out with the safe\n[02:25.86] Mando, let me know what the play\n[02:28.08] Squabble up, squabble up, squabble up, squabble up\n[02:32.64] Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up (Mm-mm)\n[02:35.06] Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up\n[02:36.25] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: squabble up\n  artist: Kendrick Lamar\n  album: GNX\n  duration_ms: 161000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: God knows\n  start_ms: 240\n  end_ms: 3310\n- text: I am reincarnated\n  start_ms: 3310\n  end_ms: 5770\n- text: I was stargazin'\n  start_ms: 5770\n  end_ms: 6990\n- text: Life goes on, I need all my babies (Gyah, gyah)\n  start_ms: 6990\n  end_ms: 9670\n- text: Woke up lookin' for the broccoli\n  start_ms: 9670\n  end_ms: 11600\n- text: High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi\n  start_ms: 11600\n  end_ms: 13880\n- text: IP ownership, the blueprint is by me\n  start_ms: 13880\n  end_ms: 16160\n- text: Mr. Get Off, I get off and mop feet\n  start_ms: 16160\n  end_ms: 18590\n- text: When I hear music, it makes me dance\n  start_ms: 18590\n  end_ms: 23050\n- text: You got the music, now is your chance\n  start_ms: 23050\n  end_ms: 27630\n- text: A yee nigga couldn't try me in a tri-state\n  start_ms: 27630\n  end_ms: 30120\n- text: Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed till he hydrated\n  start_ms: 30120\n  end_ms: 32480\n- text: Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated\n  start_ms: 32480\n  end_ms: 34770\n- text: I got the money and the power both gyratin'\n  start_ms: 34770\n  end_ms: 37350\n- text: I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n  start_ms: 37350\n  end_ms: 39670\n- text: Look good, but she don't got no taste\n  start_ms: 39670\n  end_ms: 41850\n- text: I walk in, walked out with the safe\n  start_ms: 41850\n  end_ms: 44140\n- text: Mando, let me know what the play\n  start_ms: 44140\n  end_ms: 47410\n- text: What the fuck?\n  start_ms: 47410\n  end_ms: 48240\n- text: I got hits, I got bucks, I got new paper cuts\n  start_ms: 48240\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: I got friends, I got foes, but they all sittin' ducks\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 52820\n- text: Hit his turf can get crackin', double back like a deluxe\n  start_ms: 52820\n  end_ms: 55580\n- text: Fifty deep, but it ain't deep enough\n  start_ms: 55580\n  end_ms: 57540\n- text: Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up\n  start_ms: 57540\n  end_ms: 59890\n- text: Fallin' from my money tree and it grow throughout the month\n  start_ms: 59890\n  end_ms: 62110\n- text: Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us\n  start_ms: 62110\n  end_ms: 65040\n- text: I feel good, get the fuck out my face\n  start_ms: 65040\n  end_ms: 67420\n- text: Look good, but she don't got no taste\n  start_ms: 67420\n  end_ms: 69620\n- text: I walk in, walked out with the safe\n  start_ms: 69620\n  end_ms: 71970\n- text: Mando, let me know what the play\n  start_ms: 71970\n  end_ms: 74070\n- text: Squabble up, squabble up, squabble up, squabble up\n  start_ms: 74070\n  end_ms: 78860\n- text: Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up (Mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 78860\n  end_ms: 81120\n- text: Squabble up (Mm-mm), squabble up\n  start_ms: 81120\n  end_ms: 83470\n- text: Hol' up (Hol' up)\n  start_ms: 83470\n  end_ms: 85580\n- text: Where you from? 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