[{"id":27928862,"name":"Miss Phatty","trackName":"Miss Phatty","artistName":"Lou Phelps","albumName":"Miss Phatty","duration":189.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aye aye\nFirst time I laid eyes on you\nYou were smoking on a cigarette\nFrom ashy to classy, complimenting your silhouette\nUm\nThicker than a bowl of oatmeal\nYou on the pole, I'm on the floor like a billionaire\nThrowing all this cash, I'm bout to run out\nBut to tell you the truth, I don't really care\nYou've been driving me crazy, rolling in a white bronco\nGot a chance to join the Mafia\nLou Phelps, I'm the head honcho\nFuego, not on fire but I just took\na swim in the booth full of gasoline\nNot being thirsty,\nyou just might be the Sprite that nigga might really need\nUm\nCause what's a king without a queen\nWhat's a chance without a dream\nAye\nWhat's a boss without a mission\nTell you the truth you fucking up my system\nBut in the right way, use to love it when I say Dat Way\nI'm tryna be more than a migo, I need that love for free oh oh\nGirl I got this coupe if it's not too late\nI want the sweet sweet, something like Kool-aid\nI'm not the type that got a type\nCause if I had a type, I'd never have a girl\nCause you're not the type Imma bring on a date\nSo let me get that number uh\nMiss Phatty shawty can you be the one\nYou the type that make these other niggas run\nI know your time is precious, baby you're incredible\nI just I just want you want you, let me know\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nMiss Phatty\nAye\nI'm a slave to the meat in the nighttime\nFeeling like a werewolf\nIf your kitty ain't scared of a beating\nI could make you feel good\nI got all these tricks in my Preme bag, got me feeling like a magician\nGot brand new kicks no heel drag but I'm running like an Olympian\nTurn it up, turn it up, baby girl you already know what is up\nWho knows what I got up in my double cup\nTryna have fun, I ain't tryna sober up\nUm\nI'm just tryna make a connection, girl you got me going to heaven\nWake up smell that coffee baby, wake up take that cocky baby\nOur situation feeling very particular\nMe and my boys we done came from the bottom, we never stunt\nMaybe on occasion, I'm just Haitian\nWhere I'm from I'm a sensation\nI got no game but you love it\nI remember seeing you up in the front row\nCouldn't take my eyes off a rack\nIn my city they don't make em like you, so I'll never be going back\nI'm not the type that got a type\nCause if I had a type, I'd never have a girl\nCause you're not the type Imma bring on a date\nSo let me get that number uh\nMiss Phatty shawty can you be the one\nYou the type that make these other niggas run\nI know your time is precious, baby you're incredible\nAye I just I just want you want you, let me know\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nAye, Be Mine","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Miss Phatty\n  artist: Lou Phelps\n  album: Miss Phatty\n  duration_ms: 189000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aye aye\n  First time I laid eyes on you\n  You were smoking on a cigarette\n  From ashy to classy, complimenting your silhouette\n  Um\n  Thicker than a bowl of oatmeal\n  You on the pole, I'm on the floor like a billionaire\n  Throwing all this cash, I'm bout to run out\n  But to tell you the truth, I don't really care\n  You've been driving me crazy, rolling in a white bronco\n  Got a chance to join the Mafia\n  Lou Phelps, I'm the head honcho\n  Fuego, not on fire but I just took\n  a swim in the booth full of gasoline\n  Not being thirsty,\n  you just might be the Sprite that nigga might really need\n  Um\n  Cause what's a king without a queen\n  What's a chance without a dream\n  Aye\n  What's a boss without a mission\n  Tell you the truth you fucking up my system\n  But in the right way, use to love it when I say Dat Way\n  I'm tryna be more than a migo, I need that love for free oh oh\n  Girl I got this coupe if it's not too late\n  I want the sweet sweet, something like Kool-aid\n  I'm not the type that got a type\n  Cause if I had a type, I'd never have a girl\n  Cause you're not the type Imma bring on a date\n  So let me get that number uh\n  Miss Phatty shawty can you be the one\n  You the type that make these other niggas run\n  I know your time is precious, baby you're incredible\n  I just I just want you want you, let me know\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Miss Phatty\n  Aye\n  I'm a slave to the meat in the nighttime\n  Feeling like a werewolf\n  If your kitty ain't scared of a beating\n  I could make you feel good\n  I got all these tricks in my Preme bag, got me feeling like a magician\n  Got brand new kicks no heel drag but I'm running like an Olympian\n  Turn it up, turn it up, baby girl you already know what is up\n  Who knows what I got up in my double cup\n  Tryna have fun, I ain't tryna sober up\n  Um\n  I'm just tryna make a connection, girl you got me going to heaven\n  Wake up smell that coffee baby, wake up take that cocky baby\n  Our situation feeling very particular\n  Me and my boys we done came from the bottom, we never stunt\n  Maybe on occasion, I'm just Haitian\n  Where I'm from I'm a sensation\n  I got no game but you love it\n  I remember seeing you up in the front row\n  Couldn't take my eyes off a rack\n  In my city they don't make em like you, so I'll never be going back\n  I'm not the type that got a type\n  Cause if I had a type, I'd never have a girl\n  Cause you're not the type Imma bring on a date\n  So let me get that number uh\n  Miss Phatty shawty can you be the one\n  You the type that make these other niggas run\n  I know your time is precious, baby you're incredible\n  Aye I just I just want you want you, let me know\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Aye, Be Mine\n"},{"id":12888934,"name":"Miss Phatty","trackName":"Miss Phatty","artistName":"Lou Phelps","albumName":"002 / Love Me","duration":190.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aye aye\nFirst time I laid eyes on you\nYou were smoking on a cigarette\nFrom ashy to classy, complimenting your silhouette\nUm\nThicker than a bowl of oatmeal\nYou on the pole, I'm on the floor like a billionaire\nThrowing all this cash, I'm bout to run out\nBut to tell you the truth, I don't really care\nYou've been driving me crazy, rolling in a white bronco\nGot a chance to join the Mafia\nLou Phelps, I'm the head honcho\nFuego, not on fire but I just took\na swim in the booth full of gasoline\nNot being thirsty,\nyou just might be the Sprite that nigga might really need\nUm\nCause what's a king without a queen\nWhat's a chance without a dream\nAye\nWhat's a boss without a mission\nTell you the truth you fucking up my system\nBut in the right way, use to love it when I say Dat Way\nI'm tryna be more than a migo, I need that love for free oh oh\nGirl I got this coupe if it's not too late\nI want the sweet sweet, something like Kool-aid\nI'm not the type that got a type\nCause if I had a type, I'd never have a girl\nCause you're not the type Imma bring on a date\nSo let me get that number uh\nMiss Phatty shawty can you be the one\nYou the type that make these other niggas run\nI know your time is precious, baby you're incredible\nI just I just want you want you, let me know\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nMiss Phatty\nAye\nI'm a slave to the meat in the nighttime\nFeeling like a werewolf\nIf your kitty ain't scared of a beating\nI could make you feel good\nI got all these tricks in my Preme bag, got me feeling like a magician\nGot brand new kicks no heel drag but I'm running like an Olympian\nTurn it up, turn it up, baby girl you already know what is up\nWho knows what I got up in my double cup\nTryna have fun, I ain't tryna sober up\nUm\nI'm just tryna make a connection, girl you got me going to heaven\nWake up smell that coffee baby, wake up take that cocky baby\nOur situation feeling very particular\nMe and my boys we done came from the bottom, we never stunt\nMaybe on occasion, I'm just Haitian\nWhere I'm from I'm a sensation\nI got no game but you love it\nI remember seeing you up in the front row\nCouldn't take my eyes off a rack\nIn my city they don't make em like you, so I'll never be going back\nI'm not the type that got a type\nCause if I had a type, I'd never have a girl\nCause you're not the type Imma bring on a date\nSo let me get that number uh\nMiss Phatty shawty can you be the one\nYou the type that make these other niggas run\nI know your time is precious, baby you're incredible\nAye I just I just want you want you, let me know\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nBe Mine, Miss Phatty\nAye, Be Mine","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Miss Phatty\n  artist: Lou Phelps\n  album: 002 / Love Me\n  duration_ms: 190000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aye aye\n  First time I laid eyes on you\n  You were smoking on a cigarette\n  From ashy to classy, complimenting your silhouette\n  Um\n  Thicker than a bowl of oatmeal\n  You on the pole, I'm on the floor like a billionaire\n  Throwing all this cash, I'm bout to run out\n  But to tell you the truth, I don't really care\n  You've been driving me crazy, rolling in a white bronco\n  Got a chance to join the Mafia\n  Lou Phelps, I'm the head honcho\n  Fuego, not on fire but I just took\n  a swim in the booth full of gasoline\n  Not being thirsty,\n  you just might be the Sprite that nigga might really need\n  Um\n  Cause what's a king without a queen\n  What's a chance without a dream\n  Aye\n  What's a boss without a mission\n  Tell you the truth you fucking up my system\n  But in the right way, use to love it when I say Dat Way\n  I'm tryna be more than a migo, I need that love for free oh oh\n  Girl I got this coupe if it's not too late\n  I want the sweet sweet, something like Kool-aid\n  I'm not the type that got a type\n  Cause if I had a type, I'd never have a girl\n  Cause you're not the type Imma bring on a date\n  So let me get that number uh\n  Miss Phatty shawty can you be the one\n  You the type that make these other niggas run\n  I know your time is precious, baby you're incredible\n  I just I just want you want you, let me know\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Miss Phatty\n  Aye\n  I'm a slave to the meat in the nighttime\n  Feeling like a werewolf\n  If your kitty ain't scared of a beating\n  I could make you feel good\n  I got all these tricks in my Preme bag, got me feeling like a magician\n  Got brand new kicks no heel drag but I'm running like an Olympian\n  Turn it up, turn it up, baby girl you already know what is up\n  Who knows what I got up in my double cup\n  Tryna have fun, I ain't tryna sober up\n  Um\n  I'm just tryna make a connection, girl you got me going to heaven\n  Wake up smell that coffee baby, wake up take that cocky baby\n  Our situation feeling very particular\n  Me and my boys we done came from the bottom, we never stunt\n  Maybe on occasion, I'm just Haitian\n  Where I'm from I'm a sensation\n  I got no game but you love it\n  I remember seeing you up in the front row\n  Couldn't take my eyes off a rack\n  In my city they don't make em like you, so I'll never be going back\n  I'm not the type that got a type\n  Cause if I had a type, I'd never have a girl\n  Cause you're not the type Imma bring on a date\n  So let me get that number uh\n  Miss Phatty shawty can you be the one\n  You the type that make these other niggas run\n  I know your time is precious, baby you're incredible\n  Aye I just I just want you want you, let me know\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Be Mine, Miss Phatty\n  Aye, Be Mine\n"}]