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I'm down with Mo'Thugs\nMo'Thugs an' da Bone, you know it's goin' down\nRepresent that H-Town, pop trunks surround by sound\n\nWanna be a baller, shot caller\nTwenty inch blades on the Impala\nA caller gettin' laid tonight\nSwisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\nI hit the highway, making money the fly way\nBut there's got to be a better way\nA better way, better way, yeah\n\nI gots to get better man, it gots to move on\nSwitched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone\nBroke in two chrome, now you know no dope pigeon\nUsed to count my spoke, now these hoes count my inches\nHad to get older, man, it got colder\nI done got grown and got a chip on my shoulder\nLicks in Kuwait, got links in Pakistan\nBoys don't understand virtual reality Caravan\n\nDouble doors, marble floors, naked hoes around me\nEvery time I'm comin' out, niggaz they wanna sign me\nGot the Lil' Will diamond griller's\nBlaze in the Benz and you can't forget Den-Den\nBoobie diamond Ruby's, I'm watchin' on a movie\nDrop the 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I'm bouncin' off the road, I'm in a modem with them foe dem\n[00:48.26] Tiny tune hop out my big body form chain\n[00:50.96] With the Chong, can't forget Moet along\n[00:53.55] I'm hot, find me lookin' good, diamonds against my hood\n[00:55.91] Man it's understood got money in my hood\n[00:58.57] I'm pushing, big body can't stop me\n[01:00.72] For the nine, eight got to sell a million copy\n[01:03.09] I'ma crawl slow puffin' on the Optimo hit the sto'\n[01:06.33] I'ma go real slow puffin' indo out the do'\n[01:09.02] I'ma lit the stash green, man, I'm lookin' clean\n[01:11.57] Want remote control screens with ice bezeltynes\n[01:14.00] Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n[01:17.00] Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n[01:19.71] A caller gettin' laid tonight\n[01:21.82] Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n[01:24.32] I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n[01:28.10] But there's got to be a better way\n[01:31.79] A better way, better way, yeah\n[01:35.06] Big ballin', smashin', makin' my ends\n[01:37.36] Smokin' big killa, gettin' high in the Benz\n[01:40.04] Big ballin', smashin', makin' my ends\n[01:42.61] Smokin' big killa, gettin' high in the Benz\n[01:45.27] In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on Vogues\n[01:47.81] Twenty Lorenzo, smoke all up in my nose\n[01:50.42] Yo eyes, get froze, as you see my low\n[01:53.04] Candy red, two-do', let my top down slow\n[01:55.54] Hittin', my remote, sittin', in my shit\n[01:58.11] Presidential V-12 with that AMG kit\n[02:00.75] It don't quit, as I get high\n[02:02.88] From K.C. to H-Town, connectin' South Side\n[02:05.23] Now we worldwide, watch me high side\n[02:07.86] Fat Pat blowin' killa, can't be denied\n[02:10.55] 187 thugs, oh yeah, we got love\n[02:13.39] Blowin' sticky green we flow through and above\n[02:15.92] Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n[02:19.16] Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n[02:22.07] A caller gettin' laid tonight\n[02:24.35] Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n[02:26.76] I hit the 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shot caller\n  Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n  A caller gettin' laid tonight\n  Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n  I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n  But there's got to be a better way\n  A better way, better way, yeah\n\n  Sittin' Fat Down South, rollin' Benz on blocks\n  Mo' scrilla I got, signin' with Shortstop\n  And that's for real, so tell me how you feel\n  To make a million dollars out my first record deal\n  Shortstop puttin' up your motherfuckin' ear\n  Really, really don't give a fuck and I ain't drinkin' on no beer\n  Codeine what I sip, pistol grip when I ride\n  Trunk hit fo' life baby it's South Side\n  We on a fuckin' mission Expedition Navigator\n  That's how we be ridin', alligator suitcasin'\n\n  Puttin' it in your face and that's for real\n  Shinin' harder than the grill it's the player Lil' Will\n  Down with the 2-Low, Yungstar be a thug\n  So nigga, nigga what? 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diamond Ruby's, I'm watchin' on a movie\n  Drop the top it's cotton and you know I'm in a jacuzzi\n  Bourban and I'm swervin', man it's gettin' hot\n  My last name Lemmon, drive my tight 'um off the lot, David Taylor\n\n  Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n  Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n  A caller gettin' laid tonight\n  Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n  I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n  But there's got to be a better way\n  A better way, better way, yeah\n\n  I hit the highway, everything's my way, I parley\n  Everyday all day, ain't no way\n  Boys can't stop as I slide through your neighborhood\n  Chop, chop, chop, headed straight to the top\n  I only play to win 'bout to close up shop\n  Show stoppin' dead end, pimp the pen once again\n  Peep the message I send\n\n  Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend\n  Big bout it Benz as I floss through the south\n  Big blue lens now whatcha talkin' about?\n  Close yo' mouth as I settle all scores\n  Scream and shout my similes and metaphors\n  Mansion doors I constantly close\n  All you hoes go and take off your clothes\n  Lord knows ain't no time to play\n  Commence to fuckin' and-a suckin' on the H.A.W.K.\n\n  Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n  Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n  A caller gettin' laid tonight\n  Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n  I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n  But there's got to be a better way\n  A better way, better way, yeahh\n"},{"id":37624338,"name":"Wanna Be A Baller","trackName":"Wanna Be A Baller","artistName":"Lil' Troy","albumName":"Lil' Troy","duration":355.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Wanna be a baller, shot caller\nTwenty inch blades on the Impala\nA caller gettin' laid tonight\nSwisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\nI hit the highway, making money then fly way\nBut there's got to be a better way\nA better way, better way, yeah\n\nI'ma baller, I'ma twenty inch crawler\nBlades on Impala, 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I'm bouncin' off the road, I'm in a modem with them foe dem\n[00:48.20] Tiny tune hop out my big body form chain\n[00:50.96] With the Chong, can't forget Moet along\n[00:53.50] I'm hot, find me lookin' good, diamonds against my hood\n[00:56.09] Man it's understood got money in my hood\n[00:58.56] I'm pushing, big body can't stop me\n[01:00.78] For the nine, eight got to sell a million copy\n[01:03.07] I'ma crawl slow puffin' on the Optimo hit the sto'\n[01:06.32] I'ma go real slow puffin' indo out the do'\n[01:09.02] I'ma lit the stash green, man, I'm lookin' clean\n[01:11.57] Want remote control screens with ice bezeltynes\n[01:13.97] Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n[01:17.04] Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n[01:19.76] A caller gettin' laid tonight\n[01:21.81] Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n[01:24.36] I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n[01:28.18] But there's got to be a better way\n[01:31.76] A better way, better way, yeah\n[01:35.05] Big ballin', smashin', makin' my ends\n[01:37.33] Smokin' big killa, gettin' high in the Benz\n[01:40.04] Big ballin', smashin', makin' my ends\n[01:42.60] Smokin' big killa, gettin' high in the Benz\n[01:45.28] In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on Vogues\n[01:47.94] Twenty Lorenzo, smoke all up in my nose\n[01:50.49] Yo eyes, get froze, as you see my low\n[01:53.03] Candy red, two-do', let my top down slow\n[01:55.58] Hittin', my remote, sittin', in my shit\n[01:58.11] Presidential V-12 with that AMG kit\n[02:00.76] It don't quit, as I get high\n[02:02.85] From K.C. to H-Town, connectin' South Side\n[02:05.26] Now we worldwide, watch me high side\n[02:07.92] Fat Pat blowin' killa, can't be denied\n[02:10.55] 187 thugs, oh yeah, we got love\n[02:13.33] Blowin' sticky green we flow through and above\n[02:15.92] Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n[02:19.14] Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n[02:22.00] A caller gettin' laid tonight\n[02:24.30] Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n[02:26.71] I hit the 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me\n[04:03.13] Every time I'm comin' out, niggaz they wanna sign me\n[04:05.88] Got the Lil' Will diamond griller's\n[04:08.57] Blaze in the Benz and you can't forget Den-Den\n[04:10.75] Boobie diamond Ruby's, I'm watchin' on a movie\n[04:13.69] Drop the top it's cotton and you know I'm in a jacuzzi\n[04:15.93] Bourban and I'm swervin', man it's gettin' hot\n[04:18.57] My last name Lemmon, drive my tight 'um off the lot, David Taylor\n[04:21.96] Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n[04:24.15] Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n[04:26.93] A caller gettin' laid tonight\n[04:29.15] Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n[04:31.44] I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n[04:35.60] But there's got to be a better way\n[04:38.86] A better way, better way, yeah\n[04:41.98] I hit the highway, everything's my way, I parley\n[04:46.81] Everyday all day, ain't no way\n[04:49.38] Boys can't stop as I slide through your neighborhood\n[04:52.25] Chop, chop, chop, headed straight to the top\n[04:54.21] I only play to win 'bout to close up shop\n[04:56.84] Show stoppin' dead end, pimp the pen once again\n[04:59.32] Peep the message I send\n[05:01.07] Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend\n[05:03.29] Big bout it Benz as I floss through the south\n[05:06.09] Big blue lens now whatcha talkin' about?\n[05:08.59] Close yo' mouth as I settle all scores\n[05:11.22] Scream and shout my similes and metaphors\n[05:13.93] Mansion doors I constantly close\n[05:16.49] All you hoes go and take off your clothes\n[05:18.95] Lord knows ain't no time to play\n[05:21.44] Commence to fuckin' and-a suckin' on the H.A.W.K.\n[05:24.10] Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n[05:26.69] Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n[05:29.32] A caller gettin' laid tonight\n[05:31.28] Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n[05:33.95] I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n[05:38.42] But there's got to be a better way\n[05:41.31] A better way, better way, yeahh\n[05:42.02] 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me\n[04:03.13] Every time I'm comin' out, niggaz they wanna sign me\n[04:05.88] Got the Lil' Will diamond griller's\n[04:08.57] Blaze in the Benz and you can't forget Den-Den\n[04:10.75] Boobie diamond Ruby's, I'm watchin' on a movie\n[04:13.69] Drop the top it's cotton and you know I'm in a jacuzzi\n[04:15.93] Bourban and I'm swervin', man it's gettin' hot\n[04:18.57] My last name Lemmon, drive my tight 'um off the lot, David Taylor\n[04:21.96] Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n[04:24.15] Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n[04:26.93] A caller gettin' laid tonight\n[04:29.15] Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n[04:31.44] I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n[04:35.60] But there's got to be a better way\n[04:38.86] A better way, better way, yeah\n[04:41.98] I hit the highway, everything's my way, I parley\n[04:46.81] Everyday all day, ain't no way\n[04:49.38] Boys can't stop as I slide through your neighborhood\n[04:52.25] Chop, chop, chop, headed straight to the top\n[04:54.21] I only play to win 'bout to close up shop\n[04:56.84] Show stoppin' dead end, pimp the pen once again\n[04:59.32] Peep the message I send\n[05:01.07] Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend\n[05:03.29] Big bout it Benz as I floss through the south\n[05:06.09] Big blue lens now whatcha talkin' about?\n[05:08.59] Close yo' mouth as I settle all scores\n[05:11.22] Scream and shout my similes and metaphors\n[05:13.93] Mansion doors I constantly close\n[05:16.49] All you hoes go and take off your clothes\n[05:18.95] Lord knows ain't no time to play\n[05:21.44] Commence to fuckin' and-a suckin' on the H.A.W.K.\n[05:24.10] Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n[05:26.69] Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n[05:29.32] A caller gettin' laid tonight\n[05:31.28] Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n[05:33.95] I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n[05:38.42] But there's got to be a better way\n[05:41.31] A better way, better way, yeahh\n[05:42.02] 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end_ms: 224820\n- text: Broke in two chrome, now you know no dope pigeon\n  start_ms: 224820\n  end_ms: 227520\n- text: Used to count my spoke, now these hoes count my inches\n  start_ms: 227520\n  end_ms: 230230\n- text: Had to get older, man, it got colder\n  start_ms: 230230\n  end_ms: 232980\n- text: I done got grown and got a chip on my shoulder\n  start_ms: 232980\n  end_ms: 235230\n- text: Licks in Kuwait, got links in Pakistan\n  start_ms: 235230\n  end_ms: 237900\n- text: Boys don't understand virtual reality Caravan\n  start_ms: 237900\n  end_ms: 240520\n- text: Double doors, marble floors, naked hoes around me\n  start_ms: 240520\n  end_ms: 243130\n- text: Every time I'm comin' out, niggaz they wanna sign me\n  start_ms: 243130\n  end_ms: 245880\n- text: Got the Lil' Will diamond griller's\n  start_ms: 245880\n  end_ms: 248570\n- text: Blaze in the Benz and you can't forget Den-Den\n  start_ms: 248570\n  end_ms: 250750\n- text: Boobie diamond Ruby's, I'm watchin' on a movie\n  start_ms: 250750\n  end_ms: 253690\n- text: Drop the top it's cotton and you know I'm in a jacuzzi\n  start_ms: 253690\n  end_ms: 255930\n- text: Bourban and I'm swervin', man it's gettin' hot\n  start_ms: 255930\n  end_ms: 258570\n- text: My last name Lemmon, drive my tight 'um off the lot, David Taylor\n  start_ms: 258570\n  end_ms: 261960\n- text: Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n  start_ms: 261960\n  end_ms: 264150\n- text: Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n  start_ms: 264150\n  end_ms: 266930\n- text: A caller gettin' laid tonight\n  start_ms: 266930\n  end_ms: 269150\n- text: Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n  start_ms: 269150\n  end_ms: 271440\n- text: I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n  start_ms: 271440\n  end_ms: 275600\n- text: But there's got to be a better way\n  start_ms: 275600\n  end_ms: 278860\n- text: A better way, better way, yeah\n  start_ms: 278860\n  end_ms: 281980\n- text: I hit the highway, everything's my way, I parley\n  start_ms: 281980\n  end_ms: 286810\n- text: Everyday all day, ain't no way\n  start_ms: 286810\n  end_ms: 289380\n- text: Boys can't stop as I slide through your neighborhood\n  start_ms: 289380\n  end_ms: 292250\n- text: Chop, chop, chop, headed straight to the top\n  start_ms: 292250\n  end_ms: 294210\n- text: I only play to win 'bout to close up shop\n  start_ms: 294210\n  end_ms: 296840\n- text: Show stoppin' dead end, pimp the pen once again\n  start_ms: 296840\n  end_ms: 299320\n- text: Peep the message I send\n  start_ms: 299320\n  end_ms: 301070\n- text: Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend\n  start_ms: 301070\n  end_ms: 303290\n- text: Big bout it Benz as I floss through the south\n  start_ms: 303290\n  end_ms: 306090\n- text: Big blue lens now whatcha talkin' about?\n  start_ms: 306090\n  end_ms: 308590\n- text: Close yo' mouth as I settle all scores\n  start_ms: 308590\n  end_ms: 311220\n- text: Scream and shout my similes and metaphors\n  start_ms: 311220\n  end_ms: 313930\n- text: Mansion doors I constantly close\n  start_ms: 313930\n  end_ms: 316490\n- text: All you hoes go and take off your clothes\n  start_ms: 316490\n  end_ms: 318950\n- text: Lord knows ain't no time to play\n  start_ms: 318950\n  end_ms: 321440\n- text: Commence to fuckin' and-a suckin' on the H.A.W.K.\n  start_ms: 321440\n  end_ms: 324100\n- text: Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n  start_ms: 324100\n  end_ms: 326690\n- text: Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n  start_ms: 326690\n  end_ms: 329320\n- text: A caller gettin' laid tonight\n  start_ms: 329320\n  end_ms: 331280\n- text: Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n  start_ms: 331280\n  end_ms: 333950\n- text: I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n  start_ms: 333950\n  end_ms: 338420\n- text: But there's got to be a better way\n  start_ms: 338420\n  end_ms: 341310\n- text: A better way, better way, yeahh\n  start_ms: 341310\n  end_ms: 342020\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 342020\nplain: |-\n  Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n  Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n  A caller gettin' laid tonight\n  Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n  I hit the highway, making money then fly way\n  But there's got to be a better way\n  A better way, better way, yeah\n\n  I'ma baller, I'ma twenty inch crawler\n  Blades on Impala, diamond rottweiller\n  I, ten hauler, not a leader not follower\n  Break these boys off I'ma twenty inch crawler\n  Bust a left, a right, I'm outta sight, I'm throwed\n  I'm bouncin' off the road, I'm in a modem with them foe dem\n  Tiny tune hop out my big body form chain\n  With the Chong, can't forget Moet along\n  I'm hot, find me lookin' good, diamonds against my hood\n\n  Man it's understood got money in my hood\n  I'm pushing, big body can't stop me\n  For the nine, eight got to sell a million copy\n  I'ma crawl slow puffin' on the Optimo hit the sto'\n  I'ma go real slow puffin' indo out the do'\n  I'ma lit the stash green, man, I'm lookin' clean\n  Want remote control screens with ice bezeltynes\n\n  Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n  Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n  A caller gettin' laid tonight\n  Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n  I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n  But there's got to be a better way\n  A better way, better way, yeah\n\n  Big ballin', smashin', makin' my ends\n  Smokin' big killa, gettin' high in the Benz\n  Big ballin', smashin', makin' my ends\n  Smokin' big killa, gettin' high in the Benz\n  In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on Vogues\n  Twenty Lorenzo, smoke all up in my nose\n  Yo eyes, get froze, as you see my low\n  Candy red, two-do', let my top down slow\n  Hittin', my remote, sittin', in my shit\n  Presidential V-12 with that AMG kit\n  It don't quit, as I get high\n  From K.C. to H-Town, connectin' South Side\n  Now we worldwide, watch me high side\n  Fat Pat blowin' killa, can't be denied\n  187 thugs, oh yeah, we got love\n  Blowin' sticky green we flow through and above\n\n  Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n  Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n  A caller gettin' laid tonight\n  Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n  I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n  But there's got to be a better way\n  A better way, better way, yeah\n\n  Sittin' Fat Down South, rollin' Benz on blocks\n  Mo' scrilla I got, signin' with Shortstop\n  And that's for real, so tell me how you feel\n  To make a million dollars out my first record deal\n  Shortstop puttin' up your motherfuckin' ear\n  Really, really don't give a fuck and I ain't drinkin' on no beer\n  Codeine what I sip, pistol grip when I ride\n  Trunk hit fo' life baby it's South Side\n  We on a fuckin' mission Expedition Navigator\n  That's how we be ridin', alligator suitcasin'\n\n  Puttin' it in your face and that's for real\n  Shinin' harder than the grill it's the player Lil' Will\n  Down with the 2-Low, Yungstar be a thug\n  So nigga, nigga what? I'm down with Mo'Thugs\n  Mo'Thugs an' da Bone, you know it's goin' down\n  Represent that H-Town, pop trunks surround by sound\n\n  Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n  Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n  A caller gettin' laid tonight\n  Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n  I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n  But there's got to be a better way\n  A better way, better way, yeah\n\n  I gots to get better man, it gots to move on\n  Switched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone\n  Broke in two chrome, now you know no dope pigeon\n  Used to count my spoke, now these hoes count my inches\n  Had to get older, man, it got colder\n  I done got grown and got a chip on my shoulder\n  Licks in Kuwait, got links in Pakistan\n  Boys don't understand virtual reality Caravan\n\n  Double doors, marble floors, naked hoes around me\n  Every time I'm comin' out, niggaz they wanna sign me\n  Got the Lil' Will diamond griller's\n  Blaze in the Benz and you can't forget Den-Den\n  Boobie diamond Ruby's, I'm watchin' on a movie\n  Drop the top it's cotton and you know I'm in a jacuzzi\n  Bourban and I'm swervin', man it's gettin' hot\n  My last name Lemmon, drive my tight 'um off the lot, David Taylor\n\n  Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n  Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n  A caller gettin' laid tonight\n  Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n  I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n  But there's got to be a better way\n  A better way, better way, yeah\n\n  I hit the highway, everything's my way, I parley\n  Everyday all day, ain't no way\n  Boys can't stop as I slide through your neighborhood\n  Chop, chop, chop, headed straight to the top\n  I only play to win 'bout to close up shop\n  Show stoppin' dead end, pimp the pen once again\n  Peep the message I send\n\n  Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend\n  Big bout it Benz as I floss through the south\n  Big blue lens now whatcha talkin' about?\n  Close yo' mouth as I settle all scores\n  Scream and shout my similes and metaphors\n  Mansion doors I constantly close\n  All you hoes go and take off your clothes\n  Lord knows ain't no time to play\n  Commence to fuckin' and-a suckin' on the H.A.W.K.\n\n  Wanna be a baller, shot caller\n  Twenty inch blades on the Impala\n  A caller gettin' laid tonight\n  Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike\n  I hit the highway, making money the fly way\n  But there's got to be a better way\n  A better way, better way, yeahh\n"}]