[{"id":26216679,"name":"Diamonds Dancing","trackName":"Diamonds Dancing","artistName":"Lil Wayne","albumName":"Lil Wayne - No Ceilings 2","duration":306.23345,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Smoking on strong, money long, we don't reason\nProbably with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian\nMet this bad little broad, she was curvy\nSipped out in the middle of the day, I started early\nBalling in the middle of the trap, we ain't worried\nMiddle finger up to the judge and I'm smirking\nBring your squad cause you know my gang with me\nDrop the top on the car, let the tits breathe\nDiamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds snatching\nMichael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson\nCommas, commas, commas, commas, commas cashing\nWe fight time and time and time and time and time and time\nAgain\n\nI told my plug \"You know what I need\nFrom you when I get on\nYeah, uh\n\nTwo bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n\nSo I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\nBanging with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo\n\nCalicoe spit like a Uzi do\n\nYou'll be so hard to identify when you're\n\nHit up from your arms to your corns and still bleeding\n\nAll my niggas children of the corn like Stephen\nKing - I met this broad she was curvy\nBitch started twerking when them whips start urr-ing\nGetting money since 'Got Money'\nAnd if you real you could vouch for me\nI still need my Block Is Hot money\nI ain't fucking with these pussies like they got something\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n\nI told my plug \"You know what I need\nFrom you when I get on\n\nYeah\nTwo bricks, a triple beam and a phone\nSo I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\nBad bitch on my arm that's my new lil boo\nPussy be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit\nTrampoline on this dick, I got her twat jumping\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\nVaseline on a brick in case the cops coming\nTrafficking with the work in her bra for me\nWearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\nWearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\nAll these bitches try'na chill then thaw out for me\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\nGot the block\n\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty, you know\nYeah\nThis Gat pointed at your nose, nigga\nThat vest can't save your soul, no\nWe sipping that dirty, yeah\nWe doing them dirty\nHaven't even heard from you\nYou left the kids by they self\nThey haven't even heard from you\nWe put your wig on the shelf\nWe unstable, yeah\nWe unstable, yeah\nYour mama be afraid of us\nThey haven't even heard from you, now they gotta search for you\nWe unstable, yeah\nIt ain't looking too good for you, too good for you\nYou're ungrateful, yeah\nThat's why I switched label, yeah\nI gotta live for myself, yeah\nI gotta give to myself, yeah\nLook at all the shit I gave you, yeah\nLook what I did for myself\nI never hid from myself, no\nI ain't got no ceilings, yeah\nI ain't got no feelings for them niggas, no\nI don't want no dealings with them niggas, no\nUngrateful","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Diamonds Dancing\n  artist: Lil Wayne\n  album: Lil Wayne - No Ceilings 2\n  duration_ms: 306233\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Smoking on strong, money long, we don't reason\n  Probably with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian\n  Met this bad little broad, she was curvy\n  Sipped out in the middle of the day, I started early\n  Balling in the middle of the trap, we ain't worried\n  Middle finger up to the judge and I'm smirking\n  Bring your squad cause you know my gang with me\n  Drop the top on the car, let the tits breathe\n  Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds snatching\n  Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson\n  Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas cashing\n  We fight time and time and time and time and time and time\n  Again\n\n  I told my plug \"You know what I need\n  From you when I get on\n  Yeah, uh\n\n  Two bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n\n  So I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\n  Banging with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo\n\n  Calicoe spit like a Uzi do\n\n  You'll be so hard to identify when you're\n\n  Hit up from your arms to your corns and still bleeding\n\n  All my niggas children of the corn like Stephen\n  King - I met this broad she was curvy\n  Bitch started twerking when them whips start urr-ing\n  Getting money since 'Got Money'\n  And if you real you could vouch for me\n  I still need my Block Is Hot money\n  I ain't fucking with these pussies like they got something\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n\n  I told my plug \"You know what I need\n  From you when I get on\n\n  Yeah\n  Two bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n  So I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\n  Bad bitch on my arm that's my new lil boo\n  Pussy be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit\n  Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat jumping\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n  Vaseline on a brick in case the cops coming\n  Trafficking with the work in her bra for me\n  Wearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\n  Wearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\n  All these bitches try'na chill then thaw out for me\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n  Got the block\n\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty, you know\n  Yeah\n  This Gat pointed at your nose, nigga\n  That vest can't save your soul, no\n  We sipping that dirty, yeah\n  We doing them dirty\n  Haven't even heard from you\n  You left the kids by they self\n  They haven't even heard from you\n  We put your wig on the shelf\n  We unstable, yeah\n  We unstable, yeah\n  Your mama be afraid of us\n  They haven't even heard from you, now they gotta search for you\n  We unstable, yeah\n  It ain't looking too good for you, too good for you\n  You're ungrateful, yeah\n  That's why I switched label, yeah\n  I gotta live for myself, yeah\n  I gotta give to myself, yeah\n  Look at all the shit I gave you, yeah\n  Look what I did for myself\n  I never hid from myself, no\n  I ain't got no ceilings, yeah\n  I ain't got no feelings for them niggas, no\n  I don't want no dealings with them niggas, no\n  Ungrateful\n"},{"id":9732699,"name":"Diamonds Dancing","trackName":"Diamonds Dancing","artistName":"Lil Wayne","albumName":"No Ceilings 2","duration":305.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Smoking on strong, money long, we don't reason\nProbably with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian\nMet this bad little broad, she was curvy\nSipped out in the middle of the day, I started early\nBalling in the middle of the trap, we ain't worried\nMiddle finger up to the judge and I'm smirking\nBring your squad cause you know my gang with me\nDrop the top on the car, let the tits breathe\nDiamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds snatching\nMichael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson\nCommas, commas, commas, commas, commas cashing\nWe fight time and time and time and time and time and time\nAgain\n\nI told my plug \"You know what I need\nFrom you when I get on\nYeah, uh\n\nTwo bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n\nSo I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\nBanging with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo\n\nCalicoe spit like a Uzi do\n\nYou'll be so hard to identify when you're\n\nHit up from your arms to your corns and still bleeding\n\nAll my niggas children of the corn like Stephen\nKing - I met this broad she was curvy\nBitch started twerking when them whips start urr-ing\nGetting money since 'Got Money'\nAnd if you real you could vouch for me\nI still need my Block Is Hot money\nI ain't fucking with these pussies like they got something\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n\nI told my plug \"You know what I need\nFrom you when I get on\n\nYeah\nTwo bricks, a triple beam and a phone\nSo I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\nBad bitch on my arm that's my new lil boo\nPussy be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit\nTrampoline on this dick, I got her twat jumping\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\nVaseline on a brick in case the cops coming\nTrafficking with the work in her bra for me\nWearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\nWearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\nAll these bitches try'na chill then thaw out for me\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\nGot the block\n\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty, you know\nYeah\nThis Gat pointed at your nose, nigga\nThat vest can't save your soul, no\nWe sipping that dirty, yeah\nWe doing them dirty\nHaven't even heard from you\nYou left the kids by they self\nThey haven't even heard from you\nWe put your wig on the shelf\nWe unstable, yeah\nWe unstable, yeah\nYour mama be afraid of us\nThey haven't even heard from you, now they gotta search for you\nWe unstable, yeah\nIt ain't looking too good for you, too good for you\nYou're ungrateful, yeah\nThat's why I switched label, yeah\nI gotta live for myself, yeah\nI gotta give to myself, yeah\nLook at all the shit I gave you, yeah\nLook what I did for myself\nI never hid from myself, no\nI ain't got no ceilings, yeah\nI ain't got no feelings for them niggas, no\nI don't want no dealings with them niggas, no\nUngrateful","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Diamonds Dancing\n  artist: Lil Wayne\n  album: No Ceilings 2\n  duration_ms: 305000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Smoking on strong, money long, we don't reason\n  Probably with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian\n  Met this bad little broad, she was curvy\n  Sipped out in the middle of the day, I started early\n  Balling in the middle of the trap, we ain't worried\n  Middle finger up to the judge and I'm smirking\n  Bring your squad cause you know my gang with me\n  Drop the top on the car, let the tits breathe\n  Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds snatching\n  Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson\n  Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas cashing\n  We fight time and time and time and time and time and time\n  Again\n\n  I told my plug \"You know what I need\n  From you when I get on\n  Yeah, uh\n\n  Two bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n\n  So I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\n  Banging with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo\n\n  Calicoe spit like a Uzi do\n\n  You'll be so hard to identify when you're\n\n  Hit up from your arms to your corns and still bleeding\n\n  All my niggas children of the corn like Stephen\n  King - I met this broad she was curvy\n  Bitch started twerking when them whips start urr-ing\n  Getting money since 'Got Money'\n  And if you real you could vouch for me\n  I still need my Block Is Hot money\n  I ain't fucking with these pussies like they got something\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n\n  I told my plug \"You know what I need\n  From you when I get on\n\n  Yeah\n  Two bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n  So I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\n  Bad bitch on my arm that's my new lil boo\n  Pussy be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit\n  Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat jumping\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n  Vaseline on a brick in case the cops coming\n  Trafficking with the work in her bra for me\n  Wearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\n  Wearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\n  All these bitches try'na chill then thaw out for me\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n  Got the block\n\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty, you know\n  Yeah\n  This Gat pointed at your nose, nigga\n  That vest can't save your soul, no\n  We sipping that dirty, yeah\n  We doing them dirty\n  Haven't even heard from you\n  You left the kids by they self\n  They haven't even heard from you\n  We put your wig on the shelf\n  We unstable, yeah\n  We unstable, yeah\n  Your mama be afraid of us\n  They haven't even heard from you, now they gotta search for you\n  We unstable, yeah\n  It ain't looking too good for you, too good for you\n  You're ungrateful, yeah\n  That's why I switched label, yeah\n  I gotta live for myself, yeah\n  I gotta give to myself, yeah\n  Look at all the shit I gave you, yeah\n  Look what I did for myself\n  I never hid from myself, no\n  I ain't got no ceilings, yeah\n  I ain't got no feelings for them niggas, no\n  I don't want no dealings with them niggas, no\n  Ungrateful\n"},{"id":27403968,"name":"Diamonds Dancing","trackName":"Diamonds Dancing","artistName":"Lil Wayne","albumName":"No Ceilings 2","duration":276.639925,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Smoking on strong, money long, we don't reason\nProbably with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian\nMet this bad little broad, she was curvy\nSipped out in the middle of the day, I started early\nBalling in the middle of the trap, we ain't worried\nMiddle finger up to the judge and I'm smirking\nBring your squad cause you know my gang with me\nDrop the top on the car, let the tits breathe\nDiamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds snatching\nMichael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson\nCommas, commas, commas, commas, commas cashing\nWe fight time and time and time and time and time and time\nAgain\n\nI told my plug \"You know what I need\nFrom you when I get on\nYeah, uh\n\nTwo bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n\nSo I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\nBanging with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo\n\nCalicoe spit like a Uzi do\n\nYou'll be so hard to identify when you're\n\nHit up from your arms to your corns and still bleeding\n\nAll my niggas children of the corn like Stephen\nKing - I met this broad she was curvy\nBitch started twerking when them whips start urr-ing\nGetting money since 'Got Money'\nAnd if you real you could vouch for me\nI still need my Block Is Hot money\nI ain't fucking with these pussies like they got something\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n\nI told my plug \"You know what I need\nFrom you when I get on\n\nYeah\nTwo bricks, a triple beam and a phone\nSo I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\nBad bitch on my arm that's my new lil boo\nPussy be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit\nTrampoline on this dick, I got her twat jumping\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\nVaseline on a brick in case the cops coming\nTrafficking with the work in her bra for me\nWearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\nWearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\nAll these bitches try'na chill then thaw out for me\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\nGot the block\n\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty, you know\nYeah\nThis Gat pointed at your nose, nigga\nThat vest can't save your soul, no\nWe sipping that dirty, yeah\nWe doing them dirty\nHaven't even heard from you\nYou left the kids by they self\nThey haven't even heard from you\nWe put your wig on the shelf\nWe unstable, yeah\nWe unstable, yeah\nYour mama be afraid of us\nThey haven't even heard from you, now they gotta search for you\nWe unstable, yeah\nIt ain't looking too good for you, too good for you\nYou're ungrateful, yeah\nThat's why I switched label, yeah\nI gotta live for myself, yeah\nI gotta give to myself, yeah\nLook at all the shit I gave you, yeah\nLook what I did for myself\nI never hid from myself, no\nI ain't got no ceilings, yeah\nI ain't got no feelings for them niggas, no\nI don't want no dealings with them niggas, no\nUngrateful","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Diamonds Dancing\n  artist: Lil Wayne\n  album: No Ceilings 2\n  duration_ms: 276640\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Smoking on strong, money long, we don't reason\n  Probably with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian\n  Met this bad little broad, she was curvy\n  Sipped out in the middle of the day, I started early\n  Balling in the middle of the trap, we ain't worried\n  Middle finger up to the judge and I'm smirking\n  Bring your squad cause you know my gang with me\n  Drop the top on the car, let the tits breathe\n  Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds snatching\n  Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson\n  Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas cashing\n  We fight time and time and time and time and time and time\n  Again\n\n  I told my plug \"You know what I need\n  From you when I get on\n  Yeah, uh\n\n  Two bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n\n  So I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\n  Banging with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo\n\n  Calicoe spit like a Uzi do\n\n  You'll be so hard to identify when you're\n\n  Hit up from your arms to your corns and still bleeding\n\n  All my niggas children of the corn like Stephen\n  King - I met this broad she was curvy\n  Bitch started twerking when them whips start urr-ing\n  Getting money since 'Got Money'\n  And if you real you could vouch for me\n  I still need my Block Is Hot money\n  I ain't fucking with these pussies like they got something\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n\n  I told my plug \"You know what I need\n  From you when I get on\n\n  Yeah\n  Two bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n  So I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\n  Bad bitch on my arm that's my new lil boo\n  Pussy be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit\n  Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat jumping\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n  Vaseline on a brick in case the cops coming\n  Trafficking with the work in her bra for me\n  Wearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\n  Wearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\n  All these bitches try'na chill then thaw out for me\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n  Got the block\n\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty, you know\n  Yeah\n  This Gat pointed at your nose, nigga\n  That vest can't save your soul, no\n  We sipping that dirty, yeah\n  We doing them dirty\n  Haven't even heard from you\n  You left the kids by they self\n  They haven't even heard from you\n  We put your wig on the shelf\n  We unstable, yeah\n  We unstable, yeah\n  Your mama be afraid of us\n  They haven't even heard from you, now they gotta search for you\n  We unstable, yeah\n  It ain't looking too good for you, too good for you\n  You're ungrateful, yeah\n  That's why I switched label, yeah\n  I gotta live for myself, yeah\n  I gotta give to myself, yeah\n  Look at all the shit I gave you, yeah\n  Look what I did for myself\n  I never hid from myself, no\n  I ain't got no ceilings, yeah\n  I ain't got no feelings for them niggas, no\n  I don't want no dealings with them niggas, no\n  Ungrateful\n"},{"id":10671704,"name":"22 - Diamonds Dancing","trackName":"22 - Diamonds Dancing","artistName":"Lil Wayne","albumName":"No Ceilings 2","duration":306.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Smoking on strong, money long, we don't reason\nProbably with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian\nMet this bad little broad, she was curvy\nSipped out in the middle of the day, I started early\nBalling in the middle of the trap, we ain't worried\nMiddle finger up to the judge and I'm smirking\nBring your squad cause you know my gang with me\nDrop the top on the car, let the tits breathe\nDiamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds snatching\nMichael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson\nCommas, commas, commas, commas, commas cashing\nWe fight time and time and time and time and time and time\nAgain\n\nI told my plug \"You know what I need\nFrom you when I get on\nYeah, uh\n\nTwo bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n\nSo I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\nBanging with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo\n\nCalicoe spit like a Uzi do\n\nYou'll be so hard to identify when you're\n\nHit up from your arms to your corns and still bleeding\n\nAll my niggas children of the corn like Stephen\nKing - I met this broad she was curvy\nBitch started twerking when them whips start urr-ing\nGetting money since 'Got Money'\nAnd if you real you could vouch for me\nI still need my Block Is Hot money\nI ain't fucking with these pussies like they got something\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n\nI told my plug \"You know what I need\nFrom you when I get on\n\nYeah\nTwo bricks, a triple beam and a phone\nSo I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\nBad bitch on my arm that's my new lil boo\nPussy be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit\nTrampoline on this dick, I got her twat jumping\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\nVaseline on a brick in case the cops coming\nTrafficking with the work in her bra for me\nWearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\nWearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\nAll these bitches try'na chill then thaw out for me\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\nGot the block\n\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty, you know\nYeah\nThis Gat pointed at your nose, nigga\nThat vest can't save your soul, no\nWe sipping that dirty, yeah\nWe doing them dirty\nHaven't even heard from you\nYou left the kids by they self\nThey haven't even heard from you\nWe put your wig on the shelf\nWe unstable, yeah\nWe unstable, yeah\nYour mama be afraid of us\nThey haven't even heard from you, now they gotta search for you\nWe unstable, yeah\nIt ain't looking too good for you, too good for you\nYou're ungrateful, yeah\nThat's why I switched label, yeah\nI gotta live for myself, yeah\nI gotta give to myself, yeah\nLook at all the shit I gave you, yeah\nLook what I did for myself\nI never hid from myself, no\nI ain't got no ceilings, yeah\nI ain't got no feelings for them niggas, no\nI don't want no dealings with them niggas, no\nUngrateful","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 22 - Diamonds Dancing\n  artist: Lil Wayne\n  album: No Ceilings 2\n  duration_ms: 306000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Smoking on strong, money long, we don't reason\n  Probably with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian\n  Met this bad little broad, she was curvy\n  Sipped out in the middle of the day, I started early\n  Balling in the middle of the trap, we ain't worried\n  Middle finger up to the judge and I'm smirking\n  Bring your squad cause you know my gang with me\n  Drop the top on the car, let the tits breathe\n  Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds snatching\n  Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson\n  Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas cashing\n  We fight time and time and time and time and time and time\n  Again\n\n  I told my plug \"You know what I need\n  From you when I get on\n  Yeah, uh\n\n  Two bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n\n  So I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\n  Banging with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo\n\n  Calicoe spit like a Uzi do\n\n  You'll be so hard to identify when you're\n\n  Hit up from your arms to your corns and still bleeding\n\n  All my niggas children of the corn like Stephen\n  King - I met this broad she was curvy\n  Bitch started twerking when them whips start urr-ing\n  Getting money since 'Got Money'\n  And if you real you could vouch for me\n  I still need my Block Is Hot money\n  I ain't fucking with these pussies like they got something\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n\n  I told my plug \"You know what I need\n  From you when I get on\n\n  Yeah\n  Two bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n  So I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\n  Bad bitch on my arm that's my new lil boo\n  Pussy be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit\n  Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat jumping\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n  Vaseline on a brick in case the cops coming\n  Trafficking with the work in her bra for me\n  Wearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\n  Wearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\n  All these bitches try'na chill then thaw out for me\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n  Got the block\n\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty, you know\n  Yeah\n  This Gat pointed at your nose, nigga\n  That vest can't save your soul, no\n  We sipping that dirty, yeah\n  We doing them dirty\n  Haven't even heard from you\n  You left the kids by they self\n  They haven't even heard from you\n  We put your wig on the shelf\n  We unstable, yeah\n  We unstable, yeah\n  Your mama be afraid of us\n  They haven't even heard from you, now they gotta search for you\n  We unstable, yeah\n  It ain't looking too good for you, too good for you\n  You're ungrateful, yeah\n  That's why I switched label, yeah\n  I gotta live for myself, yeah\n  I gotta give to myself, yeah\n  Look at all the shit I gave you, yeah\n  Look what I did for myself\n  I never hid from myself, no\n  I ain't got no ceilings, yeah\n  I ain't got no feelings for them niggas, no\n  I don't want no dealings with them niggas, no\n  Ungrateful\n"},{"id":15344235,"name":"diamonds dancing (datpiff exclusive)","trackName":"diamonds dancing (datpiff exclusive)","artistName":"lil wayne","albumName":"no ceilings 2","duration":306.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Smoking on strong, money long, we don't reason\nProbably with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian\nMet this bad little broad, she was curvy\nSipped out in the middle of the day, I started early\nBalling in the middle of the trap, we ain't worried\nMiddle finger up to the judge and I'm smirking\nBring your squad cause you know my gang with me\nDrop the top on the car, let the tits breathe\nDiamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds snatching\nMichael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson\nCommas, commas, commas, commas, commas cashing\nWe fight time and time and time and time and time and time\nAgain\n\nI told my plug \"You know what I need\nFrom you when I get on\nYeah, uh\n\nTwo bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n\nSo I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\nBanging with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo\n\nCalicoe spit like a Uzi do\n\nYou'll be so hard to identify when you're\n\nHit up from your arms to your corns and still bleeding\n\nAll my niggas children of the corn like Stephen\nKing - I met this broad she was curvy\nBitch started twerking when them whips start urr-ing\nGetting money since 'Got Money'\nAnd if you real you could vouch for me\nI still need my Block Is Hot money\nI ain't fucking with these pussies like they got something\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n\nI told my plug \"You know what I need\nFrom you when I get on\n\nYeah\nTwo bricks, a triple beam and a phone\nSo I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\nBad bitch on my arm that's my new lil boo\nPussy be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit\nTrampoline on this dick, I got her twat jumping\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\nVaseline on a brick in case the cops coming\nTrafficking with the work in her bra for me\nWearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\nWearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\nAll these bitches try'na chill then thaw out for me\nTrampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\nGot the block\n\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty\nWe sipping that dirty, you know\nYeah\nThis Gat pointed at your nose, nigga\nThat vest can't save your soul, no\nWe sipping that dirty, yeah\nWe doing them dirty\nHaven't even heard from you\nYou left the kids by they self\nThey haven't even heard from you\nWe put your wig on the shelf\nWe unstable, yeah\nWe unstable, yeah\nYour mama be afraid of us\nThey haven't even heard from you, now they gotta search for you\nWe unstable, yeah\nIt ain't looking too good for you, too good for you\nYou're ungrateful, yeah\nThat's why I switched label, yeah\nI gotta live for myself, yeah\nI gotta give to myself, yeah\nLook at all the shit I gave you, yeah\nLook what I did for myself\nI never hid from myself, no\nI ain't got no ceilings, yeah\nI ain't got no feelings for them niggas, no\nI don't want no dealings with them niggas, no\nUngrateful","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: diamonds dancing (datpiff exclusive)\n  artist: lil wayne\n  album: no ceilings 2\n  duration_ms: 306000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Smoking on strong, money long, we don't reason\n  Probably with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian\n  Met this bad little broad, she was curvy\n  Sipped out in the middle of the day, I started early\n  Balling in the middle of the trap, we ain't worried\n  Middle finger up to the judge and I'm smirking\n  Bring your squad cause you know my gang with me\n  Drop the top on the car, let the tits breathe\n  Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds snatching\n  Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson\n  Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas cashing\n  We fight time and time and time and time and time and time\n  Again\n\n  I told my plug \"You know what I need\n  From you when I get on\n  Yeah, uh\n\n  Two bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n\n  So I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\n  Banging with my friends, nigga that's Soo-woo\n\n  Calicoe spit like a Uzi do\n\n  You'll be so hard to identify when you're\n\n  Hit up from your arms to your corns and still bleeding\n\n  All my niggas children of the corn like Stephen\n  King - I met this broad she was curvy\n  Bitch started twerking when them whips start urr-ing\n  Getting money since 'Got Money'\n  And if you real you could vouch for me\n  I still need my Block Is Hot money\n  I ain't fucking with these pussies like they got something\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n\n  I told my plug \"You know what I need\n  From you when I get on\n\n  Yeah\n  Two bricks, a triple beam and a phone\n  So I can make a storm like I usually do\"\n\n  Bad bitch on my arm that's my new lil boo\n  Pussy be so warm and it's Juicy Fruit\n  Trampoline on this dick, I got her twat jumping\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n  Vaseline on a brick in case the cops coming\n  Trafficking with the work in her bra for me\n  Wearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\n  Wearing lingerie and heels round the house for me\n  All these bitches try'na chill then thaw out for me\n  Trampoline with the work, I got the block jumping\n  Got the block\n\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty\n  We sipping that dirty, you know\n  Yeah\n  This Gat pointed at your nose, nigga\n  That vest can't save your soul, no\n  We sipping that dirty, yeah\n  We doing them dirty\n  Haven't even heard from you\n  You left the kids by they self\n  They haven't even heard from you\n  We put your wig on the shelf\n  We unstable, yeah\n  We unstable, yeah\n  Your mama be afraid of us\n  They haven't even heard from you, now they gotta search for you\n  We unstable, yeah\n  It ain't looking too good for you, too good for you\n  You're ungrateful, yeah\n  That's why I switched label, yeah\n  I gotta live for myself, yeah\n  I gotta give to myself, yeah\n  Look at all the shit I gave you, yeah\n  Look what I did for myself\n  I never hid from myself, no\n  I ain't got no ceilings, yeah\n  I ain't got no feelings for them niggas, no\n  I don't want no dealings with them niggas, no\n  Ungrateful\n"}]