[{"id":36004349,"name":"Bounce","trackName":"Bounce","artistName":"M Row","albumName":"Bounce","duration":129.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Beat It\n\nF-First time that we linked, you know that you baited\nCould've been patient, I should've waited\nI was too faded\nBu-Buggin' and too activated\nYou wanted the rump, the picture you painted\nShe was too drunk, layin' up naked\nWent back home, she text if I made it\nI said, \"I'm the munch\", but I never ate it\nHer booty inflated\nPlease, point me to all of the thots\nBottles, bitches, liquor, shots\nShake it, shake it, down, squat\nA-Ass too fat in them jeans, it's a lot\nCut on the fan, shit too hot\nYou know they show love when we up in the spot\nWine on the Glock, she think it's the cop\nThe party don't end, it's like nine o' clock\nFreaky dancer, know she a cancer\nI'm in her ear, I need an answer\nBlacker the berry, color of panther\nChop in my briefs, so I'm keepin' my pants up\nLike, damn, fuck it, my stance up\nShe bend it over, she keepin' her hands up\nM-Move out the way, let me transfer\nShe feel on my pocket, she see that my bands up\nI heard that you cuffin', she said that it's cap\nThat shit been a wrap, he was just tryna slap\nI told her, \"Don't post on the 'Gram or the Snap\"\nYou know me in person, don't care for the app\nAss fat, make it clap\nHit, hit, double tap\nLike how her smile, teeth got a gap\nLips look moist, her shits never chapped\nShe ask what I got, whatever you need\nXans, molly, liquor, weed\nY-Yes indeed\nLet me talk fast, I'ma pick up the speed\nGet to the ground, get on your knees\nBig bush stallion, climbin' that tree\nSalaam alaikum, she celebrate Eid\nKnow she gon' follow, I'm takin' that lead\nParty won't end, might not ever\nShe here with her friends, they came together\nWhile we in the corner, they all in the center\nI'm likin' your skirt, same color magenta\nHer friend wanna leave, told her, \"Forget her\"\nShe leavin' with me, I told her, \"You better\"\nI'm applyin' that pressure, I need me some pleasure\nShe askin' the size, when you see it, just measure (Damn)\nBounce, bounce\nCame in the party, you know they announce\nBounce, bounce\nI'm takin' her out, we gon' go to my house\nBounce (Bounce), bounce\nNobody gon' hit, I ain't here for the scouts\nWe fuckin', she yell, scream, shout\nNow she gon' know what this dick all about\n\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bounce\n  artist: M Row\n  album: Bounce\n  duration_ms: 129000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Beat It\n\n  F-First time that we linked, you know that you baited\n  Could've been patient, I should've waited\n  I was too faded\n  Bu-Buggin' and too activated\n  You wanted the rump, the picture you painted\n  She was too drunk, layin' up naked\n  Went back home, she text if I made it\n  I said, \"I'm the munch\", but I never ate it\n  Her booty inflated\n  Please, point me to all of the thots\n  Bottles, bitches, liquor, shots\n  Shake it, shake it, down, squat\n  A-Ass too fat in them jeans, it's a lot\n  Cut on the fan, shit too hot\n  You know they show love when we up in the spot\n  Wine on the Glock, she think it's the cop\n  The party don't end, it's like nine o' clock\n  Freaky dancer, know she a cancer\n  I'm in her ear, I need an answer\n  Blacker the berry, color of panther\n  Chop in my briefs, so I'm keepin' my pants up\n  Like, damn, fuck it, my stance up\n  She bend it over, she keepin' her hands up\n  M-Move out the way, let me transfer\n  She feel on my pocket, she see that my bands up\n  I heard that you cuffin', she said that it's cap\n  That shit been a wrap, he was just tryna slap\n  I told her, \"Don't post on the 'Gram or the Snap\"\n  You know me in person, don't care for the app\n  Ass fat, make it clap\n  Hit, hit, double tap\n  Like how her smile, teeth got a gap\n  Lips look moist, her shits never chapped\n  She ask what I got, whatever you need\n  Xans, molly, liquor, weed\n  Y-Yes indeed\n  Let me talk fast, I'ma pick up the speed\n  Get to the ground, get on your knees\n  Big bush stallion, climbin' that tree\n  Salaam alaikum, she celebrate Eid\n  Know she gon' follow, I'm takin' that lead\n  Party won't end, might not ever\n  She here with her friends, they came together\n  While we in the corner, they all in the center\n  I'm likin' your skirt, same color magenta\n  Her friend wanna leave, told her, \"Forget her\"\n  She leavin' with me, I told her, \"You better\"\n  I'm applyin' that pressure, I need me some pleasure\n  She askin' the size, when you see it, just measure (Damn)\n  Bounce, bounce\n  Came in the party, you know they announce\n  Bounce, bounce\n  I'm takin' her out, we gon' go to my house\n  Bounce (Bounce), bounce\n  Nobody gon' hit, I ain't here for the scouts\n  We fuckin', she yell, scream, shout\n  Now she gon' know what this dick all about\n\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n"},{"id":35237484,"name":"Bounce","trackName":"Bounce","artistName":"M Row","albumName":"March Madness, A Playlist by M Row","duration":129.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Beat It\n\nF-First time that we linked, you know that you baited\nCould've been patient, I should've waited\nI was too faded\nBu-Buggin' and too activated\nYou wanted the rump, the picture you painted\nShe was too drunk, layin' up naked\nWent back home, she text if I made it\nI said, \"I'm the munch\", but I never ate it\nHer booty inflated\nPlease, point me to all of the thots\nBottles, bitches, liquor, shots\nShake it, shake it, down, squat\nA-Ass too fat in them jeans, it's a lot\nCut on the fan, shit too hot\nYou know they show love when we up in the spot\nWine on the Glock, she think it's the cop\nThe party don't end, it's like nine o' clock\nFreaky dancer, know she a cancer\nI'm in her ear, I need an answer\nBlacker the berry, color of panther\nChop in my briefs, so I'm keepin' my pants up\nLike, damn, fuck it, my stance up\nShe bend it over, she keepin' her hands up\nM-Move out the way, let me transfer\nShe feel on my pocket, she see that my bands up\nI heard that you cuffin', she said that it's cap\nThat shit been a wrap, he was just tryna slap\nI told her, \"Don't post on the 'Gram or the Snap\"\nYou know me in person, don't care for the app\nAss fat, make it clap\nHit, hit, double tap\nLike how her smile, teeth got a gap\nLips look moist, her shits never chapped\nShe ask what I got, whatever you need\nXans, molly, liquor, weed\nY-Yes indeed\nLet me talk fast, I'ma pick up the speed\nGet to the ground, get on your knees\nBig bush stallion, climbin' that tree\nSalaam alaikum, she celebrate Eid\nKnow she gon' follow, I'm takin' that lead\nParty won't end, might not ever\nShe here with her friends, they came together\nWhile we in the corner, they all in the center\nI'm likin' your skirt, same color magenta\nHer friend wanna leave, told her, \"Forget her\"\nShe leavin' with me, I told her, \"You better\"\nI'm applyin' that pressure, I need me some pleasure\nShe askin' the size, when you see it, just measure (Damn)\nBounce, bounce\nCame in the party, you know they announce\nBounce, bounce\nI'm takin' her out, we gon' go to my house\nBounce (Bounce), bounce\nNobody gon' hit, I ain't here for the scouts\nWe fuckin', she yell, scream, shout\nNow she gon' know what this dick all about\n\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bounce\n  artist: M Row\n  album: March Madness, A Playlist by M Row\n  duration_ms: 129000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Beat It\n\n  F-First time that we linked, you know that you baited\n  Could've been patient, I should've waited\n  I was too faded\n  Bu-Buggin' and too activated\n  You wanted the rump, the picture you painted\n  She was too drunk, layin' up naked\n  Went back home, she text if I made it\n  I said, \"I'm the munch\", but I never ate it\n  Her booty inflated\n  Please, point me to all of the thots\n  Bottles, bitches, liquor, shots\n  Shake it, shake it, down, squat\n  A-Ass too fat in them jeans, it's a lot\n  Cut on the fan, shit too hot\n  You know they show love when we up in the spot\n  Wine on the Glock, she think it's the cop\n  The party don't end, it's like nine o' clock\n  Freaky dancer, know she a cancer\n  I'm in her ear, I need an answer\n  Blacker the berry, color of panther\n  Chop in my briefs, so I'm keepin' my pants up\n  Like, damn, fuck it, my stance up\n  She bend it over, she keepin' her hands up\n  M-Move out the way, let me transfer\n  She feel on my pocket, she see that my bands up\n  I heard that you cuffin', she said that it's cap\n  That shit been a wrap, he was just tryna slap\n  I told her, \"Don't post on the 'Gram or the Snap\"\n  You know me in person, don't care for the app\n  Ass fat, make it clap\n  Hit, hit, double tap\n  Like how her smile, teeth got a gap\n  Lips look moist, her shits never chapped\n  She ask what I got, whatever you need\n  Xans, molly, liquor, weed\n  Y-Yes indeed\n  Let me talk fast, I'ma pick up the speed\n  Get to the ground, get on your knees\n  Big bush stallion, climbin' that tree\n  Salaam alaikum, she celebrate Eid\n  Know she gon' follow, I'm takin' that lead\n  Party won't end, might not ever\n  She here with her friends, they came together\n  While we in the corner, they all in the center\n  I'm likin' your skirt, same color magenta\n  Her friend wanna leave, told her, \"Forget her\"\n  She leavin' with me, I told her, \"You better\"\n  I'm applyin' that pressure, I need me some pleasure\n  She askin' the size, when you see it, just measure (Damn)\n  Bounce, bounce\n  Came in the party, you know they announce\n  Bounce, bounce\n  I'm takin' her out, we gon' go to my house\n  Bounce (Bounce), bounce\n  Nobody gon' hit, I ain't here for the scouts\n  We fuckin', she yell, scream, shout\n  Now she gon' know what this dick all about\n\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n"},{"id":36083511,"name":"Bounce","trackName":"Bounce","artistName":"M Row","albumName":"Bounce - Single","duration":129.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Beat It\n\nF-First time that we linked, you know that you baited\nCould've been patient, I should've waited\nI was too faded\nBu-Buggin' and too activated\nYou wanted the rump, the picture you painted\nShe was too drunk, layin' up naked\nWent back home, she text if I made it\nI said, \"I'm the munch\", but I never ate it\nHer booty inflated\nPlease, point me to all of the thots\nBottles, bitches, liquor, shots\nShake it, shake it, down, squat\nA-Ass too fat in them jeans, it's a lot\nCut on the fan, shit too hot\nYou know they show love when we up in the spot\nWine on the Glock, she think it's the cop\nThe party don't end, it's like nine o' clock\nFreaky dancer, know she a cancer\nI'm in her ear, I need an answer\nBlacker the berry, color of panther\nChop in my briefs, so I'm keepin' my pants up\nLike, damn, fuck it, my stance up\nShe bend it over, she keepin' her hands up\nM-Move out the way, let me transfer\nShe feel on my pocket, she see that my bands up\nI heard that you cuffin', she said that it's cap\nThat shit been a wrap, he was just tryna slap\nI told her, \"Don't post on the 'Gram or the Snap\"\nYou know me in person, don't care for the app\nAss fat, make it clap\nHit, hit, double tap\nLike how her smile, teeth got a gap\nLips look moist, her shits never chapped\nShe ask what I got, whatever you need\nXans, molly, liquor, weed\nY-Yes indeed\nLet me talk fast, I'ma pick up the speed\nGet to the ground, get on your knees\nBig bush stallion, climbin' that tree\nSalaam alaikum, she celebrate Eid\nKnow she gon' follow, I'm takin' that lead\nParty won't end, might not ever\nShe here with her friends, they came together\nWhile we in the corner, they all in the center\nI'm likin' your skirt, same color magenta\nHer friend wanna leave, told her, \"Forget her\"\nShe leavin' with me, I told her, \"You better\"\nI'm applyin' that pressure, I need me some pleasure\nShe askin' the size, when you see it, just measure (Damn)\nBounce, bounce\nCame in the party, you know they announce\nBounce, bounce\nI'm takin' her out, we gon' go to my house\nBounce (Bounce), bounce\nNobody gon' hit, I ain't here for the scouts\nWe fuckin', she yell, scream, shout\nNow she gon' know what this dick all about\n\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\nBounce, bounce, bounce, bounce","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bounce\n  artist: M Row\n  album: Bounce - Single\n  duration_ms: 129000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Beat It\n\n  F-First time that we linked, you know that you baited\n  Could've been patient, I should've waited\n  I was too faded\n  Bu-Buggin' and too activated\n  You wanted the rump, the picture you painted\n  She was too drunk, layin' up naked\n  Went back home, she text if I made it\n  I said, \"I'm the munch\", but I never ate it\n  Her booty inflated\n  Please, point me to all of the thots\n  Bottles, bitches, liquor, shots\n  Shake it, shake it, down, squat\n  A-Ass too fat in them jeans, it's a lot\n  Cut on the fan, shit too hot\n  You know they show love when we up in the spot\n  Wine on the Glock, she think it's the cop\n  The party don't end, it's like nine o' clock\n  Freaky dancer, know she a cancer\n  I'm in her ear, I need an answer\n  Blacker the berry, color of panther\n  Chop in my briefs, so I'm keepin' my pants up\n  Like, damn, fuck it, my stance up\n  She bend it over, she keepin' her hands up\n  M-Move out the way, let me transfer\n  She feel on my pocket, she see that my bands up\n  I heard that you cuffin', she said that it's cap\n  That shit been a wrap, he was just tryna slap\n  I told her, \"Don't post on the 'Gram or the Snap\"\n  You know me in person, don't care for the app\n  Ass fat, make it clap\n  Hit, hit, double tap\n  Like how her smile, teeth got a gap\n  Lips look moist, her shits never chapped\n  She ask what I got, whatever you need\n  Xans, molly, liquor, weed\n  Y-Yes indeed\n  Let me talk fast, I'ma pick up the speed\n  Get to the ground, get on your knees\n  Big bush stallion, climbin' that tree\n  Salaam alaikum, she celebrate Eid\n  Know she gon' follow, I'm takin' that lead\n  Party won't end, might not ever\n  She here with her friends, they came together\n  While we in the corner, they all in the center\n  I'm likin' your skirt, same color magenta\n  Her friend wanna leave, told her, \"Forget her\"\n  She leavin' with me, I told her, \"You better\"\n  I'm applyin' that pressure, I need me some pleasure\n  She askin' the size, when you see it, just measure (Damn)\n  Bounce, bounce\n  Came in the party, you know they announce\n  Bounce, bounce\n  I'm takin' her out, we gon' go to my house\n  Bounce (Bounce), bounce\n  Nobody gon' hit, I ain't here for the scouts\n  We fuckin', she yell, scream, shout\n  Now she gon' know what this dick all about\n\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n  Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce\n"}]