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What? And that's facts\nCut her off, she mad, and that's that\nFour door garage, the whips black\nHoes wanna menáge, they bitch bad\n\nLike I worked at WingStop, you see these pieces\nThis Cuban link sittin' up just like I got cleavage\nLike an old bitch, let me put my teeth in\nI can't smile too hard 'cause my shit really blingin'\nAnd if the head game right, I'm not leavin'\nYou bald-headed, if you can't achieve it, bitch, weave it\nThese niggas want smoke but these niggas still tweet\nThis bitch got a nigga but this bitch still beakin'\nI can't fuck with a classy bitch, I tried it\nI need a ratchet bitch that's gon' suck dick and ride it\nGirl, you want this dick, ain't shit free, you gotta buy it\nShe Cash App and text back, ooh, you know I like it\nI'm Superman 'cause these lil' niggas is my sidekick\nI'm not sellin' swag but these niggas still buyin'\nYou not a boss, you just real good at lyin'\nSingin' all my shit, you my fan and my hypeman\nI bust down in these Louies\nI gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies\nI'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi\nYou actin' like she yours but she down for my movie\nI be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin'\nIf I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin'\nBroke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin'\nIf I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin'\nBands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin'\nIf I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it\nI bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it\nTreat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: On It!\n artist: King Combs\n album: Cyncerely, C3\n duration_ms: 127000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I bust down in these Louies\n I gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies\n I'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi\n You actin' like she yours but she down for my movie\n I be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin'\n If I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin'\n Broke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin'\n If I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin'\n Bands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin'\n If I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it\n I bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it\n Treat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it\n\n Yeah, uh, put my hands on it\n If you twerkin' for a Birkin, put my bands on it\n Dirty money, she gon' have to put a fan on it\n Shawty duckin' from the flash, put the cam on it\n Yeah, I go Super Saiyan on it\n And she's leavin' with me, you can plan on it\n 'Cause the crib so big, you can land on it\n And that shit got a beach, you can tan on it\n What? What? And that's facts\n Cut her off, she mad, and that's that\n Four door garage, the whips black\n Hoes wanna menáge, they bitch bad\n\n Like I worked at WingStop, you see these pieces\n This Cuban link sittin' up just like I got cleavage\n Like an old bitch, let me put my teeth in\n I can't smile too hard 'cause my shit really blingin'\n And if the head game right, I'm not leavin'\n You bald-headed, if you can't achieve it, bitch, weave it\n These niggas want smoke but these niggas still tweet\n This bitch got a nigga but this bitch still beakin'\n I can't fuck with a classy bitch, I tried it\n I need a ratchet bitch that's gon' suck dick and ride it\n Girl, you want this dick, ain't shit free, you gotta buy it\n She Cash App and text back, ooh, you know I like it\n I'm Superman 'cause these lil' niggas is my sidekick\n I'm not sellin' swag but these niggas still buyin'\n You not a boss, you just real good at lyin'\n Singin' all my shit, you my fan and my hypeman\n I bust down in these Louies\n I gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies\n I'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi\n You actin' like she yours but she down for my movie\n I be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin'\n If I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin'\n Broke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin'\n If I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin'\n Bands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin'\n If I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it\n I bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it\n Treat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it\n"},{"id":12105439,"name":"On It!","trackName":"On It!","artistName":"King Combs","albumName":"Cyncerely, C3 - EP","duration":126.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I bust down in these Louies\nI gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies\nI'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi\nYou actin' like she yours but she down for my movie\nI be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin'\nIf I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin'\nBroke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin'\nIf I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin'\nBands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin'\nIf I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it\nI bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it\nTreat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it\n\nYeah, uh, put my hands on it\nIf you twerkin' for a Birkin, put my bands on it\nDirty money, she gon' have to put a fan on it\nShawty duckin' from the flash, put the cam on it\nYeah, I go Super Saiyan on it\nAnd she's leavin' with me, you can plan on it\n'Cause the crib so big, you can land on it\nAnd that shit got a beach, you can tan on it\nWhat? What? And that's facts\nCut her off, she mad, and that's that\nFour door garage, the whips black\nHoes wanna menáge, they bitch bad\n\nLike I worked at WingStop, you see these pieces\nThis Cuban link sittin' up just like I got cleavage\nLike an old bitch, let me put my teeth in\nI can't smile too hard 'cause my shit really blingin'\nAnd if the head game right, I'm not leavin'\nYou bald-headed, if you can't achieve it, bitch, weave it\nThese niggas want smoke but these niggas still tweet\nThis bitch got a nigga but this bitch still beakin'\nI can't fuck with a classy bitch, I tried it\nI need a ratchet bitch that's gon' suck dick and ride it\nGirl, you want this dick, ain't shit free, you gotta buy it\nShe Cash App and text back, ooh, you know I like it\nI'm Superman 'cause these lil' niggas is my sidekick\nI'm not sellin' swag but these niggas still buyin'\nYou not a boss, you just real good at lyin'\nSingin' all my shit, you my fan and my hypeman\nI bust down in these Louies\nI gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies\nI'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi\nYou actin' like she yours but she down for my movie\nI be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin'\nIf I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin'\nBroke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin'\nIf I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin'\nBands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin'\nIf I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it\nI bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it\nTreat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: On It!\n artist: King Combs\n album: Cyncerely, C3 - EP\n duration_ms: 126000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I bust down in these Louies\n I gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies\n I'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi\n You actin' like she yours but she down for my movie\n I be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin'\n If I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin'\n Broke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin'\n If I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin'\n Bands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin'\n If I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it\n I bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it\n Treat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it\n\n Yeah, uh, put my hands on it\n If you twerkin' for a Birkin, put my bands on it\n Dirty money, she gon' have to put a fan on it\n Shawty duckin' from the flash, put the cam on it\n Yeah, I go Super Saiyan on it\n And she's leavin' with me, you can plan on it\n 'Cause the crib so big, you can land on it\n And that shit got a beach, you can tan on it\n What? What? And that's facts\n Cut her off, she mad, and that's that\n Four door garage, the whips black\n Hoes wanna menáge, they bitch bad\n\n Like I worked at WingStop, you see these pieces\n This Cuban link sittin' up just like I got cleavage\n Like an old bitch, let me put my teeth in\n I can't smile too hard 'cause my shit really blingin'\n And if the head game right, I'm not leavin'\n You bald-headed, if you can't achieve it, bitch, weave it\n These niggas want smoke but these niggas still tweet\n This bitch got a nigga but this bitch still beakin'\n I can't fuck with a classy bitch, I tried it\n I need a ratchet bitch that's gon' suck dick and ride it\n Girl, you want this dick, ain't shit free, you gotta buy it\n She Cash App and text back, ooh, you know I like it\n I'm Superman 'cause these lil' niggas is my sidekick\n I'm not sellin' swag but these niggas still buyin'\n You not a boss, you just real good at lyin'\n Singin' all my shit, you my fan and my hypeman\n I bust down in these Louies\n I gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies\n I'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi\n You actin' like she yours but she down for my movie\n I be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin'\n If I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin'\n Broke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin'\n If I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin'\n Bands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin'\n If I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it\n I bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it\n Treat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it\n"},{"id":5961263,"name":"On It! 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What? And that's facts\nCut her off, she mad, and that's that\nFour door garage, the whips black\nHoes wanna menáge, they bitch bad\n\nLike I worked at WingStop, you see these pieces\nThis Cuban link sittin' up just like I got cleavage\nLike an old bitch, let me put my teeth in\nI can't smile too hard 'cause my shit really blingin'\nAnd if the head game right, I'm not leavin'\nYou bald-headed, if you can't achieve it, bitch, weave it\nThese niggas want smoke but these niggas still tweet\nThis bitch got a nigga but this bitch still beakin'\nI can't fuck with a classy bitch, I tried it\nI need a ratchet bitch that's gon' suck dick and ride it\nGirl, you want this dick, ain't shit free, you gotta buy it\nShe Cash App and text back, ooh, you know I like it\nI'm Superman 'cause these lil' niggas is my sidekick\nI'm not sellin' swag but these niggas still buyin'\nYou not a boss, you just real good at lyin'\nSingin' all my shit, you my fan and my hypeman\n\nI bust down in these Louies\nI gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies\nI'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi\nYou actin' like she yours but she down for my movie\nI be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin'\nIf I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin'\nBroke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin'\nIf I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin'\nBands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin'\nIf I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it\nI bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it\nTreat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.50] Yeah\n[00:04.49] You see all this ice, nigga, you see how we rockin'\n[00:08.52] CYN, nigga\n[00:09.98] I bust down in these Louies\n[00:11.25] I gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies\n[00:13.12] I'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi\n[00:14.91] You actin' like she yours but she down for my movie\n[00:17.63] I be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin'\n[00:19.49] If I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin'\n[00:22.77] Broke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin'\n[00:24.75] If I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin'\n[00:26.84] Bands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin'\n[00:28.31] If I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it\n[00:31.05] I bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it\n[00:33.20] Treat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it\n[00:35.58] Yeah, uh, put my hands on it\n[00:38.06] If you twerkin' for a Birkin, put my bands on it\n[00:40.18] Dirty money, she gon' have to put a fan on it\n[00:42.44] Shawty duckin' from the flash, put the cam on it\n[00:44.98] Yeah, I go Super Saiyan on it\n[00:47.02] And she's leavin' with me, you can plan on it\n[00:49.35] 'Cause the crib so big, you can land on it\n[00:51.36] And that shit got a beach, you can tan on it\n[00:53.31] What? What? And that's facts\n[00:55.65] Cut her off, she mad, and that's that\n[00:57.75] Four door garage, the whips black\n[01:00.23] Hoes wanna menáge, they bitch bad\n[01:02.38] Like I worked at WingStop, you see these pieces\n[01:04.54] This Cuban link sittin' up just like I got cleavage\n[01:06.39] Like an old bitch, let me put my teeth in\n[01:08.72] I can't smile too hard 'cause my shit really blingin'\n[01:11.14] And if the head game right, I'm not leavin'\n[01:13.18] You bald-headed, if you can't achieve it, bitch, weave it\n[01:15.65] These niggas want smoke but these niggas still tweet\n[01:17.44] This bitch got a nigga but this bitch still beakin'\n[01:19.63] I can't fuck with a classy bitch, I tried it\n[01:22.18] I need a ratchet bitch that's gon' suck dick and ride it\n[01:24.15] Girl, you want this dick, ain't shit free, you gotta buy it\n[01:26.35] She Cash App and text back, ooh, you know I like it\n[01:28.57] I'm Superman 'cause these lil' niggas is my sidekick\n[01:30.72] I'm not sellin' swag but these niggas still buyin'\n[01:33.11] You not a boss, you just real good at lyin'\n[01:35.61] Singin' all my shit, you my fan and my hypeman\n[01:37.84] I bust down in these Louies\n[01:40.16] I gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies\n[01:41.92] I'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi\n[01:44.32] You actin' like she yours but she down for my movie\n[01:46.73] I be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin'\n[01:48.91] If I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin'\n[01:51.67] Broke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin'\n[01:53.82] If I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin'\n[01:56.03] Bands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin'\n[01:57.43] If I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it\n[02:00.28] I bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it\n[02:04.35] Treat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it\n[02:06.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: On It! 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What? 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What? And that's facts\nCut her off, she mad, and that's that\nFour door garage, the whips black\nHoes wanna menáge, they bitch bad\n\nLike I worked at WingStop, you see these pieces\nThis Cuban link sittin' up just like I got cleavage\nLike an old bitch, let me put my teeth in\nI can't smile too hard 'cause my shit really blingin'\nAnd if the head game right, I'm not leavin'\nYou bald-headed, if you can't achieve it, bitch, weave it\nThese niggas want smoke but these niggas still tweet\nThis bitch got a nigga but this bitch still beakin'\nI can't fuck with a classy bitch, I tried it\nI need a ratchet bitch that's gon' suck dick and ride it\nGirl, you want this dick, ain't shit free, you gotta buy it\nShe Cash App and text back, ooh, you know I like it\nI'm Superman 'cause these lil' niggas is my sidekick\nI'm not sellin' swag but these niggas still buyin'\nYou not a boss, you just real good at lyin'\nSingin' all my shit, you my fan and my hypeman\n\nI bust down in these Louies\nI gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies\nI'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi\nYou actin' like she yours but she down for my movie\nI be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin'\nIf I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin'\nBroke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin'\nIf I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin'\nBands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin'\nIf I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it\nI bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it\nTreat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.50] Yeah\n[00:04.49] You see all this ice, nigga, you see how we rockin'\n[00:08.52] CYN, nigga\n[00:09.98] I bust down in these Louies\n[00:11.25] I gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies\n[00:13.12] I'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi\n[00:14.91] You actin' like she yours but she down for my movie\n[00:17.63] I be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin'\n[00:19.49] If I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin'\n[00:22.77] Broke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin'\n[00:24.75] If I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin'\n[00:26.84] Bands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin'\n[00:28.31] If I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it\n[00:31.05] I bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it\n[00:33.20] Treat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it\n[00:35.58] Yeah, uh, put my hands on it\n[00:38.06] If you twerkin' for a Birkin, put my bands on it\n[00:40.18] Dirty money, she gon' have to put a fan on it\n[00:42.44] Shawty duckin' from the flash, put the cam on it\n[00:44.98] Yeah, I go Super Saiyan on it\n[00:47.02] And she's leavin' with me, you can plan on it\n[00:49.35] 'Cause the crib so big, you can land on it\n[00:51.36] And that shit got a beach, you can tan on it\n[00:53.31] What? What? And that's facts\n[00:55.65] Cut her off, she mad, and that's that\n[00:57.75] Four door garage, the whips black\n[01:00.23] Hoes wanna menáge, they bitch bad\n[01:02.38] Like I worked at WingStop, you see these pieces\n[01:04.54] This Cuban link sittin' up just like I got cleavage\n[01:06.39] Like an old bitch, let me put my teeth in\n[01:08.72] I can't smile too hard 'cause my shit really blingin'\n[01:11.14] And if the head game right, I'm not leavin'\n[01:13.18] You bald-headed, if you can't achieve it, bitch, weave it\n[01:15.65] These niggas want smoke but these niggas still tweet\n[01:17.44] This bitch got a nigga but this bitch still beakin'\n[01:19.63] I can't fuck with a classy bitch, I tried it\n[01:22.18] I need a ratchet bitch that's gon' suck dick and ride it\n[01:24.15] Girl, you want this dick, ain't shit free, you gotta buy it\n[01:26.35] She Cash App and text back, ooh, you know I like it\n[01:28.57] I'm Superman 'cause these lil' niggas is my sidekick\n[01:30.72] I'm not sellin' swag but these niggas still buyin'\n[01:33.11] You not a boss, you just real good at lyin'\n[01:35.61] Singin' all my shit, you my fan and my hypeman\n[01:37.84] I bust down in these Louies\n[01:40.16] I gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies\n[01:41.92] I'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi\n[01:44.32] You actin' like she yours but she down for my movie\n[01:46.73] I be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin'\n[01:48.91] If I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin'\n[01:51.67] Broke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin'\n[01:53.82] If I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin'\n[01:56.03] Bands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin'\n[01:57.43] If I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it\n[02:00.28] I bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it\n[02:04.35] Treat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it\n[02:06.29] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: On It! 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