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me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nHey, hey, hey, oh\n\nStop\nWait a minute\nFill my cup, put some liquor in it\nTake a sip, sign a check\nJulio, get the stretch\nRide to Harlem, Hollywood, Jackson, Mississippi\nIf we show up, we gon' show out\nSmoother than a fresh dry skippy\n\nI'm too hot (hot damn)\nCalled a police and a fireman\nI'm too hot (hot damn)\nMake a dragon wanna retire man\nI'm too hot (hot damn)\nSay my name you know who I am\nI'm too hot (hot damn)\nAm I bad 'bout that money\nBreak it down\n\nGirls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\nGirls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\nGirls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\nSaturday night and we in the spot\nDon't believe me just watch (come on)\n\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nHey, hey, hey, oh\n\nBefore we leave\nImma tell y'all a lil' something\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nI said uptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nCome on\n\nDance\nJump on it\nIf you sexy than flaunt it\nIf you freaky than own it\nDon't brag about it, come show me\nCome on\n\nDance\nJump on it\nIf you sexy than flaunt it\nWell it's saturday night and we in the spot\nDon't believe me just watch\n\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nHey, hey, hey, oh\n\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up (say what?)\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up (say what?)\nUptown funk you up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Intro\n  artist: Mark Ronson\n  album: Here Comes The Fuzz\n  duration_ms: 86000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This hit, that ice cold\n  Michelle Pfeiffer, that white gold\n  This one for them hood girls\n  Them good girls straight masterpieces\n  Stylin', whilen\n  Livin' it up in the city\n  Got Chucks on with Saint Laurent\n  Got kiss myself, I'm so pretty\n\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Called a police and a fireman\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Make a dragon wanna retire man\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Say my name you know who I am\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Am I bad 'bout that money\n  Break it down\n\n  Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n  Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n  Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n  'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n  'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n  'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n  Saturday night and we in the spot\n  Don't believe me just watch (come on)\n\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Hey, hey, hey, oh\n\n  Stop\n  Wait a minute\n  Fill my cup, put some liquor in it\n  Take a sip, sign a check\n  Julio, get the stretch\n  Ride to Harlem, Hollywood, Jackson, Mississippi\n  If we show up, we gon' show out\n  Smoother than a fresh dry skippy\n\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Called a police and a fireman\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Make a dragon wanna retire man\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Say my name you know who I am\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Am I bad 'bout that money\n  Break it down\n\n  Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n  Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n  Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n  'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n  'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n  'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n  Saturday night and we in the spot\n  Don't believe me just watch (come on)\n\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Hey, hey, hey, oh\n\n  Before we leave\n  Imma tell y'all a lil' something\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  I said uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Come on\n\n  Dance\n  Jump on it\n  If you sexy than flaunt it\n  If you freaky than own it\n  Don't brag about it, come show me\n  Come on\n\n  Dance\n  Jump on it\n  If you sexy than flaunt it\n  Well it's saturday night and we in the spot\n  Don't believe me just watch\n\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Hey, hey, hey, oh\n\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up (say what?)\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up (say what?)\n  Uptown funk you up\n"},{"id":11961785,"name":"Intro","trackName":"Intro","artistName":"Ronson, Mark","albumName":"Here Comes the Fuzz","duration":86.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Oh Shit!\nWhat?! This is a banger\nYo check this out\nI be lord Saig'\nI'm chillin' with Mark Ronson\nThis is his first album\nHe got special guests and fly motherfuckers\nDo you know what? (what?) Yo Mark? (yeah)\nYou need to set this shit up (alright) by your God.\nDamn. Self. (I got you Saig' let's do it)\n\nOne day I get a call on the phone, Silvia rung,\nShe like my technique, saw me rockin' them domes\nShe said here's a half a mil make some hits of your own\nFirst stop Kentucky where they got me real crunk\n\nBack down to Charlin we wallin'\nGhostface and Trife the records all pausin'\nWest west for hooks make D-O double G say, ooh wee\n\nNow we back up in the disco, I heat it up in the booth like Crisco,\nPut your rollerskates on let your hips go\n\nCouple days later sounds from Jamaica,\nshow off with the track and he said I'll take her!\nBack down to J-A\nInternational affair\n\nRollin rollin round, streets are spawned and most of Mark Ronson\nIt's the M-O-P! We gotta Rollin rollin round\nBrooklyn is in the building you got probl-\nFreeway on the verse is a monster\nBut I needed a hug so I called Nikka Costa\nI know you feelin' my rosta\nAnd my name got a buzz, so here come the fuzz","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Intro\n  artist: Ronson, Mark\n  album: Here Comes the Fuzz\n  duration_ms: 86000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Oh Shit!\n  What?! This is a banger\n  Yo check this out\n  I be lord Saig'\n  I'm chillin' with Mark Ronson\n  This is his first album\n  He got special guests and fly motherfuckers\n  Do you know what? (what?) Yo Mark? (yeah)\n  You need to set this shit up (alright) by your God.\n  Damn. Self. (I got you Saig' let's do it)\n\n  One day I get a call on the phone, Silvia rung,\n  She like my technique, saw me rockin' them domes\n  She said here's a half a mil make some hits of your own\n  First stop Kentucky where they got me real crunk\n\n  Back down to Charlin we wallin'\n  Ghostface and Trife the records all pausin'\n  West west for hooks make D-O double G say, ooh wee\n\n  Now we back up in the disco, I heat it up in the booth like Crisco,\n  Put your rollerskates on let your hips go\n\n  Couple days later sounds from Jamaica,\n  show off with the track and he said I'll take her!\n  Back down to J-A\n  International affair\n\n  Rollin rollin round, streets are spawned and most of Mark Ronson\n  It's the M-O-P! We gotta Rollin rollin round\n  Brooklyn is in the building you got probl-\n  Freeway on the verse is a monster\n  But I needed a hug so I called Nikka Costa\n  I know you feelin' my rosta\n  And my name got a buzz, so here come the fuzz\n"},{"id":26888061,"name":"Intro","trackName":"Intro","artistName":"Mark Ronson","albumName":"Here Comes The Fuzz","duration":88.06515,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This hit, that ice cold\nMichelle Pfeiffer, that white gold\nThis one for them hood girls\nThem good girls straight masterpieces\nStylin', whilen\nLivin' it up in the city\nGot Chucks on with Saint Laurent\nGot kiss myself, I'm so pretty\n\nI'm too hot (hot damn)\nCalled a police and a fireman\nI'm too hot (hot damn)\nMake a dragon wanna retire man\nI'm too hot (hot damn)\nSay my name you know who I am\nI'm too hot (hot damn)\nAm I bad 'bout that money\nBreak it down\n\nGirls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\nGirls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\nGirls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\nSaturday night and we in the spot\nDon't believe me just watch (come on)\n\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nHey, hey, hey, oh\n\nStop\nWait a minute\nFill my cup, put some liquor in it\nTake a sip, sign a check\nJulio, get the stretch\nRide to Harlem, Hollywood, Jackson, Mississippi\nIf we show up, we gon' show out\nSmoother than a fresh dry skippy\n\nI'm too hot (hot damn)\nCalled a police and a fireman\nI'm too hot (hot damn)\nMake a dragon wanna retire man\nI'm too hot (hot damn)\nSay my name you know who I am\nI'm too hot (hot damn)\nAm I bad 'bout that money\nBreak it down\n\nGirls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\nGirls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\nGirls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\nSaturday night and we in the spot\nDon't believe me just watch (come on)\n\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nHey, hey, hey, oh\n\nBefore we leave\nImma tell y'all a lil' something\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nI said uptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nCome on\n\nDance\nJump on it\nIf you sexy than flaunt it\nIf you freaky than own it\nDon't brag about it, come show me\nCome on\n\nDance\nJump on it\nIf you sexy than flaunt it\nWell it's saturday night and we in the spot\nDon't believe me just watch\n\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nDon't believe me just watch\nHey, hey, hey, oh\n\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up (say what?)\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up\nUptown funk you up (say what?)\nUptown funk you up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Intro\n  artist: Mark Ronson\n  album: Here Comes The Fuzz\n  duration_ms: 88065\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This hit, that ice cold\n  Michelle Pfeiffer, that white gold\n  This one for them hood girls\n  Them good girls straight masterpieces\n  Stylin', whilen\n  Livin' it up in the city\n  Got Chucks on with Saint Laurent\n  Got kiss myself, I'm so pretty\n\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Called a police and a fireman\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Make a dragon wanna retire man\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Say my name you know who I am\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Am I bad 'bout that money\n  Break it down\n\n  Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n  Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n  Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n  'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n  'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n  'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n  Saturday night and we in the spot\n  Don't believe me just watch (come on)\n\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Hey, hey, hey, oh\n\n  Stop\n  Wait a minute\n  Fill my cup, put some liquor in it\n  Take a sip, sign a check\n  Julio, get the stretch\n  Ride to Harlem, Hollywood, Jackson, Mississippi\n  If we show up, we gon' show out\n  Smoother than a fresh dry skippy\n\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Called a police and a fireman\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Make a dragon wanna retire man\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Say my name you know who I am\n  I'm too hot (hot damn)\n  Am I bad 'bout that money\n  Break it down\n\n  Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n  Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n  Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)\n  'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n  'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n  'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you\n  Saturday night and we in the spot\n  Don't believe me just watch (come on)\n\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Hey, hey, hey, oh\n\n  Before we leave\n  Imma tell y'all a lil' something\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  I said uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Come on\n\n  Dance\n  Jump on it\n  If you sexy than flaunt it\n  If you freaky than own it\n  Don't brag about it, come show me\n  Come on\n\n  Dance\n  Jump on it\n  If you sexy than flaunt it\n  Well it's saturday night and we in the spot\n  Don't believe me just watch\n\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Don't believe me just watch\n  Hey, hey, hey, oh\n\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up (say what?)\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up\n  Uptown funk you up (say what?)\n  Uptown funk you up\n"},{"id":18229987,"name":"This DJ (Intro)","trackName":"This DJ (Intro)","artistName":"Mark Ronson","albumName":"Here Comes the Fuzz","duration":85.6032649,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Oh Shit!\nWhat?! This is a banger\nYo check this out\nI be lord Saig'\nI'm chillin' with Mark Ronson\nThis is his first album\nHe got special guests and fly motherfuckers\nDo you know what? (what?) Yo Mark? (yeah)\nYou need to set this shit up (alright) by your God.\nDamn. Self. (I got you Saig' let's do it)\n\nOne day I get a call on the phone, Silvia rung,\nShe like my technique, saw me rockin' them domes\nShe said here's a half a mil make some hits of your own\nFirst stop Kentucky where they got me real crunk\n\nBack down to Charlin we wallin'\nGhostface and Trife the records all pausin'\nWest west for hooks make D-O double G say, ooh wee\n\nNow we back up in the disco, I heat it up in the booth like Crisco,\nPut your rollerskates on let your hips go\n\nCouple days later sounds from Jamaica,\nshow off with the track and he said I'll take her!\nBack down to J-A\nInternational affair\n\nRollin rollin round, streets are spawned and most of Mark Ronson\nIt's the M-O-P! We gotta Rollin rollin round\nBrooklyn is in the building you got probl-\nFreeway on the verse is a monster\nBut I needed a hug so I called Nikka Costa\nI know you feelin' my rosta\nAnd my name got a buzz, so here come the fuzz","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: This DJ (Intro)\n  artist: Mark Ronson\n  album: Here Comes the Fuzz\n  duration_ms: 85603\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Oh Shit!\n  What?! This is a banger\n  Yo check this out\n  I be lord Saig'\n  I'm chillin' with Mark Ronson\n  This is his first album\n  He got special guests and fly motherfuckers\n  Do you know what? (what?) Yo Mark? (yeah)\n  You need to set this shit up (alright) by your God.\n  Damn. Self. (I got you Saig' let's do it)\n\n  One day I get a call on the phone, Silvia rung,\n  She like my technique, saw me rockin' them domes\n  She said here's a half a mil make some hits of your own\n  First stop Kentucky where they got me real crunk\n\n  Back down to Charlin we wallin'\n  Ghostface and Trife the records all pausin'\n  West west for hooks make D-O double G say, ooh wee\n\n  Now we back up in the disco, I heat it up in the booth like Crisco,\n  Put your rollerskates on let your hips go\n\n  Couple days later sounds from Jamaica,\n  show off with the track and he said I'll take her!\n  Back down to J-A\n  International affair\n\n  Rollin rollin round, streets are spawned and most of Mark Ronson\n  It's the M-O-P! We gotta Rollin rollin round\n  Brooklyn is in the building you got probl-\n  Freeway on the verse is a monster\n  But I needed a hug so I called Nikka Costa\n  I know you feelin' my rosta\n  And my name got a buzz, so here come the fuzz\n"},{"id":16231730,"name":"Intro (LP Version)","trackName":"Intro (LP Version)","artistName":"Mark Ronson","albumName":"Here Comes The Fuzz","duration":86.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Oh Shit!\nWhat?! This is a banger\nYo check this out\nI be lord Saig'\nI'm chillin' with Mark Ronson\nThis is his first album\nHe got special guests and fly motherfuckers\nDo you know what? (what?) Yo Mark? (yeah)\nYou need to set this shit up (alright) by your God.\nDamn. Self. (I got you Saig' let's do it)\n\nOne day I get a call on the phone, Silvia rung,\nShe like my technique, saw me rockin' them domes\nShe said here's a half a mil make some hits of your own\nFirst stop Kentucky where they got me real crunk\n\nBack down to Charlin we wallin'\nGhostface and Trife the records all pausin'\nWest west for hooks make D-O double G say, ooh wee\n\nNow we back up in the disco, I heat it up in the booth like Crisco,\nPut your rollerskates on let your hips go\n\nCouple days later sounds from Jamaica,\nshow off with the track and he said I'll take her!\nBack down to J-A\nInternational affair\n\nRollin rollin round, streets are spawned and most of Mark Ronson\nIt's the M-O-P! We gotta Rollin rollin round\nBrooklyn is in the building you got probl-\nFreeway on the verse is a monster\nBut I needed a hug so I called Nikka Costa\nI know you feelin' my rosta\nAnd my name got a buzz, so here come the fuzz","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.28] Oh shit! What? This shit's a banger!\n[00:06.39] Yo check this out, I be Lord Sin\n[00:08.85] I'm chillin' with Mark Ronson\n[00:11.34] This is his first album\n[00:13.04] He got special guests, some fly motherfuckers\n[00:15.14] But you know what? (What?) Yo Mark (Yeah?)\n[00:16.75] You need to set this shit off (Alright)\n[00:18.18] By your goddamn self (I got you Sin, let's do it)\n[00:20.74] One day I get a call on the phone (Ring ring), Sylvia Rhone\n[00:23.31] She liked my techniques, saw me rocking them domes\n[00:25.57] She said \"Here's a half a mil' mate, so get to your own\"\n[00:28.12] First stop, Kentucky where them nappy roots from\n[00:31.22] Back down to Shaolin, we wilin' (Shaolin)\n[00:33.24] Ghostface and Tribe, the records all piled in (Yeah, yeah)\n[00:35.56] Went west for hooks, Nate D-O-Double G said (Ooh-wee)\n[00:40.27] Now we back up in the disco (I like this right here)\n[00:41.89] I heat it up in the booth like Crisco\n[00:43.98] Put your roller skates on, let your hips go\n[00:46.12] With the boogie-do whack do de do\n[00:51.52] Couple days later, sounds from Jamaica\n[00:55.28] Sean heard the track and he said \"I'll take her\"\n[00:57.88] Back down to J.A\n[01:00.20] Get to that Jamaica, hey\n[01:04.40] Rollin' up, get ready\n[01:05.36] Streets responding, Mos and Mark Ronson\n[01:07.63] It's the M.O.P. we gotta\n[01:10.26] Rollin' up, get ready\n[01:10.62] Brooklyn is in the building, you got product\n[01:12.75] Freeway on the verse is a monster\n[01:15.35] But I needed a hook so I called Nick Acosta\n[01:18.59] I know you feelin' my roster\n[01:20.77] And my name got a buzz, so here come the fuzz\n[01:24.96] Buy the album now!\n[01:25.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Intro (LP Version)\n  artist: Mark Ronson\n  album: Here Comes The Fuzz\n  duration_ms: 86000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Oh shit! 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