[{"id":17093686,"name":"Take It Off - LL Cool J","trackName":"Take It Off - LL Cool J","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"G.O.a.T [Vinyl LP]","duration":209.632653,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off - LL Cool J\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: G.O.a.T [Vinyl LP]\n duration_ms: 209633\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":39129776,"name":"Back Where I Belong (LP Version)","trackName":"Back Where I Belong (LP Version)","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"Take It Off","duration":247.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, yeah, turn, yeah\nAight, after this particular, practice run\nI'ma practice on both verses\nAfter this, I want you to find a, a spot\nThat's closer to when the beat drops\nFor the rewind point for the locate point\nSo, we ain't gotta be on it all night, that\nIt's a soundtrack, uh! Yeah!\n\nCheck it, uh!\nOkay, alright\nHmm, okay\n\nThe other night I was up on Farmers politicin' with some Bloods\nThey told me, \"Yo L, in the streets you ain't gettin' no love\nAnd ever since the X's and the Jiggas came out\nMy niggas ain't tryin' to hear that smooth shit you talk about\nWhat's up with that cat Canibus? Son played you out\nWhy you ain't answer back correctly? Fuck was that about?\"\n\nAs I sipped on some Henny and tried to explain some things\nAbout the life of a legend, and all the drama it brings\nBeen gone a long time, had a lot of shit on my mind\nI decided I don't wanna reach my goal if it means losin' my shine\nStreets is hip-hop and I'm hip-hop, so the streets is mine\nBallin' as long as you been livin', that's a long time\n\nHard to stay hungry when your pockets are so fat\nYou hit a hot one, and every city on the map\nAnd niggas keep sleepin', and you keep comin' back\nYou know better than a gat, but niggas still wanna clap\n\nSaid it feels so good, to be back where I belong\nThe streets is where I belong\nThey had me locked down much too long, hey, hey\nIt feels so good, to be back where I belong\nThe streets is where I belong\nThey had me locked down much too long, hey\n\nSon said, \"L that's cool but see times have changed\nNiggas got red bandanas on the grill of the Range\nThat gold shit is dead, niggas rock platinum chains\nTraded O.E. for Henny, Colt 45 for champagne\nHustlin' niggas found they way into the game\nExtortin' all these so-called ballers with big names\n\nAnd you gotta have a squad 'cause runnin' for delf' ain't safe\nI know you livin' good but ain't no smiles up on our face\"\nI'm like, \"I'm feelin' that,\" I represent it in my lyrics\nAnd force feed the world, even if they don't wanna hear it\n\"And as far as Canibus go, my man's hittin' his ex-broad\nI'm gettin' head from his new piece while 20 gangbangers applaud\nYou came out with that bullshit, some heads sucked it up\nThen you dropped that garbage album and totally fucked it up\n\nI coulda told you I knew your moms from the after-hour spot\nWhen I used to be up in Canada with the dreads on the back block\nBefore you dick rode Lost Boyz for a ticket out to Jersey\nBut bein' the man I am, I tried to show you mercy\nI coulda told the world the way your label hates your guts\nAnd how me and Wyclef got together to set you up\n\nAnd how he gave me half your budget, don't believe me? Look it up\nYour A and R and promotion niggas, they helped me hook it up\nI hate to be responsible for destroyin' your career\nA one-hit wonder, huh, no wonder you disappeared\nI coulda told the world you get your lyrics from the internet\nThen spit 'em word for word like you really a rap vet\n\nHow you take metaphors from books and put 'em in your rhyme\nAnd how you really from Canada and you been frontin' all this time\nI heard your second album, that shit is garbage too\nLL Cool J, and I did this to you\"\nOn that note, he said, \"Yo, L, you the man\"\nI said, \"Peace, one love,\" and drove off in a Lex Land\n\nSaid it feels so good (yeah nigga, the jig is up)\nTo be back where I belong (you know what I'm sayin'\n(That bullshit you was talkin' don't mean shit)\nThe streets is where I belong\nThey had me locked down much too long, hey, hey\n\nIt feels so good (I'm still the man, nigga)\nTo be back where I belong (the Vanguard Award is in my motherfuckin' livin' room, nigga)\nThe streets is where I belong (you\nKnow what I mean, come get that shit)\nThey had me locked down much too long, hey\n\nMic's still on my arm nigga, word up\nBoth arms, I'm gettin' another one, nigga\nKnow what I'm sayin', it's LL\nYou know how I get down, you shoulda known when you did it\nYou probably did it to get some fame or somethin' but\nIs this really what you want?","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.09] Yo, yeah, turn, yeah\n[00:03.45] Aight, after this particular, practice run\n[00:06.12] I'ma practice on both verses\n[00:08.12] After this, I want you to find a, a spot\n[00:10.54] That's closer to when the beat drops\n[00:12.58] For the rewind point for the locate point\n[00:16.64] So, we ain't gotta be on it all night, that\n[00:19.68] It's a soundtrack, uh! Yeah!\n[00:31.14] Check it, uh!\n[00:34.94] Okay, alright\n[00:39.29] Hmm, okay\n[00:42.69] The other night I was up on Farmers politicin' with some Bloods\n[00:45.65] They told me, \"Yo L, in the streets you ain't gettin' no love\n[00:48.44] And ever since the X's and the Jiggas came out\n[00:51.01] My niggas ain't tryin' to hear that smooth shit you talk about\n[00:53.73] What's up with that cat Canibus? Son played you out\n[00:56.36] Why you ain't answer back correctly? Fuck was that about?\"\n[00:59.05] As I sipped on some Henny and tried to explain some things\n[01:01.65] About the life of a legend, and all the drama it brings\n[01:04.40] Been gone a long time, had a lot of shit on my mind\n[01:07.07] I decided I don't wanna reach my goal if it means losin' my shine\n[01:10.10] Streets is hip-hop and I'm hip-hop, so the streets is mine\n[01:12.99] Ballin' as long as you been livin', that's a long time\n[01:15.56] Hard to stay hungry when your pockets are so fat\n[01:18.08] You hit a hot one, and every city on the map\n[01:20.67] And niggas keep sleepin', and you keep comin' back\n[01:23.12] You know better than a gat, but niggas still wanna clap\n[01:25.62] Said it feels so good, to be back where I belong\n[01:30.67] The streets is where I belong\n[01:32.86] They had me locked down much too long, hey, hey\n[01:36.64] It feels so good, to be back where I belong\n[01:41.46] The streets is where I belong\n[01:43.71] They had me locked down much too long, hey\n[01:47.66] Son said, \"L that's cool but see times have changed\n[01:50.38] Niggas got red bandanas on the grill of the Range\n[01:52.96] That gold shit is dead, niggas rock platinum chains\n[01:55.45] Traded O.E. for Henny, Colt 45 for champagne\n[01:58.53] Hustlin' niggas found they way into the game\n[02:00.94] Extortin' all these so-called ballers with big names\n[02:03.70] And you gotta have a squad 'cause runnin' for delf' ain't safe\n[02:06.58] I know you livin' good but ain't no smiles up on our face\"\n[02:09.14] I'm like, \"I'm feelin' that,\" I represent it in my lyrics\n[02:11.69] And force feed the world, even if they don't wanna hear it\n[02:14.33] \"And as far as Canibus go, my man's hittin' his ex-broad\n[02:17.08] I'm gettin' head from his new piece while 20 gangbangers applaud\n[02:19.91] You came out with that bullshit, some heads sucked it up\n[02:22.46] Then you dropped that garbage album and totally fucked it up\n[02:25.15] I coulda told you I knew your moms from the after-hour spot\n[02:27.86] When I used to be up in Canada with the dreads on the back block\n[02:30.52] Before you dick rode Lost Boyz for a ticket out to Jersey\n[02:33.35] But bein' the man I am, I tried to show you mercy\n[02:36.03] I coulda told the world the way your label hates your guts\n[02:38.62] And how me and Wyclef got together to set you up\n[02:41.24] And how he gave me half your budget, don't believe me? Look it up\n[02:43.90] Your A and R and promotion niggas, they helped me hook it up\n[02:46.60] I hate to be responsible for destroyin' your career\n[02:49.41] A one-hit wonder, huh, no wonder you disappeared\n[02:52.12] I coulda told the world you get your lyrics from the internet\n[02:54.63] Then spit 'em word for word like you really a rap vet\n[02:57.39] How you take metaphors from books and put 'em in your rhyme\n[02:59.98] And how you really from Canada and you been frontin' all this time\n[03:02.97] I heard your second album, that shit is garbage too\n[03:05.75] LL Cool J, and I did this to you\"\n[03:08.40] On that note, he said, \"Yo, L, you the man\"\n[03:10.83] I said, \"Peace, one love,\" and drove off in a Lex Land\n[03:13.24] Said it feels so good (yeah nigga, the jig is up)\n[03:15.86] To be back where I belong (you know what I'm sayin'\n[03:18.69] (That bullshit you was talkin' don't mean shit)\n[03:20.58] The streets is where I belong\n[03:20.58] They had me locked down much too long, hey, hey\n[03:24.39] It feels so good (I'm still the man, nigga)\n[03:26.26] To be back where I belong (the Vanguard Award is in my motherfuckin' livin' room, nigga)\n[03:28.94] The streets is where I belong (you\n[03:30.79] Know what I mean, come get that shit)\n[03:31.39] They had me locked down much too long, hey\n[03:35.33] Mic's still on my arm nigga, word up\n[03:38.30] Both arms, I'm gettin' another one, nigga\n[03:41.26] Know what I'm sayin', it's LL\n[03:43.89] You know how I get down, you shoulda known when you did it\n[03:47.67] You probably did it to get some fame or somethin' but\n[03:50.59] Is this really what you want?\n[03:53.12] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Back Where I Belong (LP Version)\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: Take It Off\n duration_ms: 247000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo, yeah, turn, yeah\n start_ms: 1090\n end_ms: 3450\n- text: Aight, after this particular, practice run\n start_ms: 3450\n end_ms: 6120\n- text: I'ma practice on both verses\n start_ms: 6120\n end_ms: 8120\n- text: After this, I want you to find a, a spot\n start_ms: 8120\n end_ms: 10540\n- text: That's closer to when the beat drops\n start_ms: 10540\n end_ms: 12580\n- text: For the rewind point for the locate point\n start_ms: 12580\n end_ms: 16640\n- text: So, we ain't gotta be on it all night, that\n start_ms: 16640\n end_ms: 19680\n- text: It's a soundtrack, uh! Yeah!\n start_ms: 19680\n end_ms: 31140\n- text: Check it, uh!\n start_ms: 31140\n end_ms: 34940\n- text: Okay, alright\n start_ms: 34940\n end_ms: 39290\n- text: Hmm, okay\n start_ms: 39290\n end_ms: 42690\n- text: The other night I was up on Farmers politicin' with some Bloods\n start_ms: 42690\n end_ms: 45650\n- text: They told me, \"Yo L, in the streets you ain't gettin' no love\n start_ms: 45650\n end_ms: 48440\n- text: And ever since the X's and the Jiggas came out\n start_ms: 48440\n end_ms: 51010\n- text: My niggas ain't tryin' to hear that smooth shit you talk about\n start_ms: 51010\n end_ms: 53730\n- text: What's up with that cat Canibus? Son played you out\n start_ms: 53730\n end_ms: 56360\n- text: Why you ain't answer back correctly? Fuck was that about?\"\n start_ms: 56360\n end_ms: 59050\n- text: As I sipped on some Henny and tried to explain some things\n start_ms: 59050\n end_ms: 61650\n- text: About the life of a legend, and all the drama it brings\n start_ms: 61650\n end_ms: 64400\n- text: Been gone a long time, had a lot of shit on my mind\n start_ms: 64400\n end_ms: 67070\n- text: I decided I don't wanna reach my goal if it means losin' my shine\n start_ms: 67070\n end_ms: 70100\n- text: Streets is hip-hop and I'm hip-hop, so the streets is mine\n start_ms: 70100\n end_ms: 72990\n- text: Ballin' as long as you been livin', that's a long time\n start_ms: 72990\n end_ms: 75560\n- text: Hard to stay hungry when your pockets are so fat\n start_ms: 75560\n end_ms: 78080\n- text: You hit a hot one, and every city on the map\n start_ms: 78080\n end_ms: 80670\n- text: And niggas keep sleepin', and you keep comin' back\n start_ms: 80670\n end_ms: 83120\n- text: You know better than a gat, but niggas still wanna clap\n start_ms: 83120\n end_ms: 85620\n- text: Said it feels so good, to be back where I belong\n start_ms: 85620\n end_ms: 90670\n- text: The streets is where I belong\n start_ms: 90670\n end_ms: 92860\n- text: They had me locked down much too long, hey, hey\n start_ms: 92860\n end_ms: 96640\n- text: It feels so good, to be back where I belong\n start_ms: 96640\n end_ms: 101460\n- text: The streets is where I belong\n start_ms: 101460\n end_ms: 103710\n- text: They had me locked down much too long, hey\n start_ms: 103710\n end_ms: 107660\n- text: Son said, \"L that's cool but see times have changed\n start_ms: 107660\n end_ms: 110380\n- text: Niggas got red bandanas on the grill of the Range\n start_ms: 110380\n end_ms: 112960\n- text: That gold shit is dead, niggas rock platinum chains\n start_ms: 112960\n end_ms: 115450\n- text: Traded O.E. for Henny, Colt 45 for champagne\n start_ms: 115450\n end_ms: 118530\n- text: Hustlin' niggas found they way into the game\n start_ms: 118530\n end_ms: 120940\n- text: Extortin' all these so-called ballers with big names\n start_ms: 120940\n end_ms: 123700\n- text: And you gotta have a squad 'cause runnin' for delf' ain't safe\n start_ms: 123700\n end_ms: 126580\n- text: I know you livin' good but ain't no smiles up on our face\"\n start_ms: 126580\n end_ms: 129140\n- text: I'm like, \"I'm feelin' that,\" I represent it in my lyrics\n start_ms: 129140\n end_ms: 131690\n- text: And force feed the world, even if they don't wanna hear it\n start_ms: 131690\n end_ms: 134330\n- text: '\"And as far as Canibus go, my man''s hittin'' his ex-broad'\n start_ms: 134330\n end_ms: 137080\n- text: I'm gettin' head from his new piece while 20 gangbangers applaud\n start_ms: 137080\n end_ms: 139910\n- text: You came out with that bullshit, some heads sucked it up\n start_ms: 139910\n end_ms: 142460\n- text: Then you dropped that garbage album and totally fucked it up\n start_ms: 142460\n end_ms: 145150\n- text: I coulda told you I knew your moms from the after-hour spot\n start_ms: 145150\n end_ms: 147860\n- text: When I used to be up in Canada with the dreads on the back block\n start_ms: 147860\n end_ms: 150520\n- text: Before you dick rode Lost Boyz for a ticket out to Jersey\n start_ms: 150520\n end_ms: 153350\n- text: But bein' the man I am, I tried to show you mercy\n start_ms: 153350\n end_ms: 156030\n- text: I coulda told the world the way your label hates your guts\n start_ms: 156030\n end_ms: 158620\n- text: And how me and Wyclef got together to set you up\n start_ms: 158620\n end_ms: 161240\n- text: And how he gave me half your budget, don't believe me? Look it up\n start_ms: 161240\n end_ms: 163900\n- text: Your A and R and promotion niggas, they helped me hook it up\n start_ms: 163900\n end_ms: 166600\n- text: I hate to be responsible for destroyin' your career\n start_ms: 166600\n end_ms: 169410\n- text: A one-hit wonder, huh, no wonder you disappeared\n start_ms: 169410\n end_ms: 172120\n- text: I coulda told the world you get your lyrics from the internet\n start_ms: 172120\n end_ms: 174630\n- text: Then spit 'em word for word like you really a rap vet\n start_ms: 174630\n end_ms: 177390\n- text: How you take metaphors from books and put 'em in your rhyme\n start_ms: 177390\n end_ms: 179980\n- text: And how you really from Canada and you been frontin' all this time\n start_ms: 179980\n end_ms: 182970\n- text: I heard your second album, that shit is garbage too\n start_ms: 182970\n end_ms: 185750\n- text: LL Cool J, and I did this to you\"\n start_ms: 185750\n end_ms: 188400\n- text: On that note, he said, \"Yo, L, you the man\"\n start_ms: 188400\n end_ms: 190830\n- text: I said, \"Peace, one love,\" and drove off in a Lex Land\n start_ms: 190830\n end_ms: 193240\n- text: Said it feels so good (yeah nigga, the jig is up)\n start_ms: 193240\n end_ms: 195860\n- text: To be back where I belong (you know what I'm sayin'\n start_ms: 195860\n end_ms: 198690\n- text: (That bullshit you was talkin' don't mean shit)\n start_ms: 198690\n end_ms: 200580\n- text: The streets is where I belong\n start_ms: 200580\n end_ms: 200580\n- text: They had me locked down much too long, hey, hey\n start_ms: 200580\n end_ms: 204390\n- text: It feels so good (I'm still the man, nigga)\n start_ms: 204390\n end_ms: 206260\n- text: To be back where I belong (the Vanguard Award is in my motherfuckin' livin' room, nigga)\n start_ms: 206260\n end_ms: 208940\n- text: The streets is where I belong (you\n start_ms: 208940\n end_ms: 210790\n- text: Know what I mean, come get that shit)\n start_ms: 210790\n end_ms: 211390\n- text: They had me locked down much too long, hey\n start_ms: 211390\n end_ms: 215330\n- text: Mic's still on my arm nigga, word up\n start_ms: 215330\n end_ms: 218300\n- text: Both arms, I'm gettin' another one, nigga\n start_ms: 218300\n end_ms: 221260\n- text: Know what I'm sayin', it's LL\n start_ms: 221260\n end_ms: 223890\n- text: You know how I get down, you shoulda known when you did it\n start_ms: 223890\n end_ms: 227670\n- text: You probably did it to get some fame or somethin' but\n start_ms: 227670\n end_ms: 230590\n- text: Is this really what you want?\n start_ms: 230590\n end_ms: 233120\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 233120\nplain: |-\n Yo, yeah, turn, yeah\n Aight, after this particular, practice run\n I'ma practice on both verses\n After this, I want you to find a, a spot\n That's closer to when the beat drops\n For the rewind point for the locate point\n So, we ain't gotta be on it all night, that\n It's a soundtrack, uh! Yeah!\n\n Check it, uh!\n Okay, alright\n Hmm, okay\n\n The other night I was up on Farmers politicin' with some Bloods\n They told me, \"Yo L, in the streets you ain't gettin' no love\n And ever since the X's and the Jiggas came out\n My niggas ain't tryin' to hear that smooth shit you talk about\n What's up with that cat Canibus? Son played you out\n Why you ain't answer back correctly? Fuck was that about?\"\n\n As I sipped on some Henny and tried to explain some things\n About the life of a legend, and all the drama it brings\n Been gone a long time, had a lot of shit on my mind\n I decided I don't wanna reach my goal if it means losin' my shine\n Streets is hip-hop and I'm hip-hop, so the streets is mine\n Ballin' as long as you been livin', that's a long time\n\n Hard to stay hungry when your pockets are so fat\n You hit a hot one, and every city on the map\n And niggas keep sleepin', and you keep comin' back\n You know better than a gat, but niggas still wanna clap\n\n Said it feels so good, to be back where I belong\n The streets is where I belong\n They had me locked down much too long, hey, hey\n It feels so good, to be back where I belong\n The streets is where I belong\n They had me locked down much too long, hey\n\n Son said, \"L that's cool but see times have changed\n Niggas got red bandanas on the grill of the Range\n That gold shit is dead, niggas rock platinum chains\n Traded O.E. for Henny, Colt 45 for champagne\n Hustlin' niggas found they way into the game\n Extortin' all these so-called ballers with big names\n\n And you gotta have a squad 'cause runnin' for delf' ain't safe\n I know you livin' good but ain't no smiles up on our face\"\n I'm like, \"I'm feelin' that,\" I represent it in my lyrics\n And force feed the world, even if they don't wanna hear it\n \"And as far as Canibus go, my man's hittin' his ex-broad\n I'm gettin' head from his new piece while 20 gangbangers applaud\n You came out with that bullshit, some heads sucked it up\n Then you dropped that garbage album and totally fucked it up\n\n I coulda told you I knew your moms from the after-hour spot\n When I used to be up in Canada with the dreads on the back block\n Before you dick rode Lost Boyz for a ticket out to Jersey\n But bein' the man I am, I tried to show you mercy\n I coulda told the world the way your label hates your guts\n And how me and Wyclef got together to set you up\n\n And how he gave me half your budget, don't believe me? Look it up\n Your A and R and promotion niggas, they helped me hook it up\n I hate to be responsible for destroyin' your career\n A one-hit wonder, huh, no wonder you disappeared\n I coulda told the world you get your lyrics from the internet\n Then spit 'em word for word like you really a rap vet\n\n How you take metaphors from books and put 'em in your rhyme\n And how you really from Canada and you been frontin' all this time\n I heard your second album, that shit is garbage too\n LL Cool J, and I did this to you\"\n On that note, he said, \"Yo, L, you the man\"\n I said, \"Peace, one love,\" and drove off in a Lex Land\n\n Said it feels so good (yeah nigga, the jig is up)\n To be back where I belong (you know what I'm sayin'\n (That bullshit you was talkin' don't mean shit)\n The streets is where I belong\n They had me locked down much too long, hey, hey\n\n It feels so good (I'm still the man, nigga)\n To be back where I belong (the Vanguard Award is in my motherfuckin' livin' room, nigga)\n The streets is where I belong (you\n Know what I mean, come get that shit)\n They had me locked down much too long, hey\n\n Mic's still on my arm nigga, word up\n Both arms, I'm gettin' another one, nigga\n Know what I'm sayin', it's LL\n You know how I get down, you shoulda known when you did it\n You probably did it to get some fame or somethin' but\n Is this really what you want?\n"},{"id":1859753,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"Dance R&B Anthems","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: Dance R&B Anthems\n duration_ms: 210000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":1364082,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"G.O.A.T. 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Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: 'G.O.A.T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest Of All Time (Japan Edition) [by Hillside]'\n duration_ms: 210000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":776362,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"G.O.A.T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest of All Time","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: 'G.O.A.T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest of All Time'\n duration_ms: 210000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":776361,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"G. O. A. T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest Of All Time (Explicit Version)","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: 'G. O. A. T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest Of All Time (Explicit Version)'\n duration_ms: 210000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":31939005,"name":"Take it off","trackName":"Take it off","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"The Greatest of All Time","duration":214.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take it off\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: The Greatest of All Time\n duration_ms: 214000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":19493612,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL COOL J","albumName":"G. O. A. T. Featuring James T. Smith: the Greatest of All Time","duration":214.296961,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL COOL J\n album: 'G. O. A. T. Featuring James T. Smith: the Greatest of All Time'\n duration_ms: 214297\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":18134792,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"G.O.A.T. (Greatest Of All Time)","duration":209.573333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: G.O.A.T. (Greatest Of All Time)\n duration_ms: 209573\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":18013592,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"Ll Cool J","albumName":"G.O.A.T.","duration":209.632653,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: Ll Cool J\n album: G.O.A.T.\n duration_ms: 209633\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":20289745,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"G.O.A.T.","duration":168.724898,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: G.O.A.T.\n duration_ms: 168725\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":20044415,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL COOL J","albumName":"G. O. A. T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest Of All Time","duration":218.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL COOL J\n album: 'G. O. A. T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest Of All Time'\n duration_ms: 218000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":20694133,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"G.O.A.T.","duration":211.690687,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: G.O.A.T.\n duration_ms: 211691\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":24095928,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"Dance R&B Anthems - Volume One","duration":209.1066669,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: Dance R&B Anthems - Volume One\n duration_ms: 209107\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":22587909,"name":"Take it Off","trackName":"Take it Off","artistName":"Ll Cool J","albumName":"G.O.A.T.","duration":220.17475,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take it Off\n artist: Ll Cool J\n album: G.O.A.T.\n duration_ms: 220175\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":24542712,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"G.O.A.T. (The Greatest of All Time)","duration":214.24,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: G.O.A.T. (The Greatest of All Time)\n duration_ms: 214240\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":9395777,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"G.O.A.T. (The Greatest of All Time)","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: G.O.A.T. (The Greatest of All Time)\n duration_ms: 210000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":27176213,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"The Greatest of All Time","duration":209.617167,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: The Greatest of All Time\n duration_ms: 209617\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":39207911,"name":"Take It Off","trackName":"Take It Off","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"Hott2Death Saga 6","duration":103.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off\n artist: LL Cool J\n album: Hott2Death Saga 6\n duration_ms: 102876\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"},{"id":21087445,"name":"Take It Off (Album Version (Edited))","trackName":"Take It Off (Album Version (Edited))","artistName":"LL COOL J","albumName":"G. 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Smith: The Greatest Of All Time","duration":214.24,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\nI'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\nI'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\nBecause you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\nWhen you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\nL drive drunk baby, pass the glass\nAs we run up in the club, politician with thugs\nWhen your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\nSweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\nRunnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\nPass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nWo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\nConvertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\nRemember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\nWell, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\nIn London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\nIn Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\nGo to Switzerland, private jets over the house\nCome back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\nReal niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\nKeep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\nWho's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\nHas a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\nDance for me baby\n\nTo my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\nAccessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\nWhen we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\nTo tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\nAnd to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\nJ.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\nMy nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\nRock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\nBaby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\nDrug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\nThe rest fell so far, they can't climb back\nLet's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\nTake it off, come on and dance with me baby\n(Everybody in the club)\nTake it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n(Word up)\nTake it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n(Champagne glass in the air baby)\nTake it off, you know that ass look crazy\n(Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\nTake it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n(Yeah, yeah)\nTake it off, I know my crew look shady\n(It's official, word up)\nTake it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n(Rockerville)\nTake it off, watch me dance for you baby\nTake it off, greatest of all times","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Take It Off (Album Version (Edited))\n artist: LL COOL J\n album: 'G. O. A. T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest Of All Time'\n duration_ms: 214240\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I didn't even know a young lady could look that good\n I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood\n I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash\n Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash\n\n When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass\n L drive drunk baby, pass the glass\n As we run up in the club, politician with thugs\n When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love\n\n 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof\n Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops\n Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top\n Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill\n Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill\n Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill\n Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill\n\n In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed\n In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head\n Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house\n Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch\n\n Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit\n Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips\n Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air\n Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n Dance for me baby\n\n To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P\n Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3\n When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream\n To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen\n\n And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill\n J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels\n My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home\n Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone\n\n Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at\n Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that\n The rest fell so far, they can't climb back\n Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n\n Take it off, come on and dance with me baby\n (Everybody in the club)\n Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me\n (Word up)\n Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately\n (Champagne glass in the air baby)\n Take it off, you know that ass look crazy\n (Just wanna pop it dog, word up)\n\n Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes\n (Yeah, yeah)\n Take it off, I know my crew look shady\n (It's official, word up)\n Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby\n (Rockerville)\n Take it off, watch me dance for you baby\n Take it off, greatest of all times\n"}]