[{"id":6126720,"name":"Take My Time","trackName":"Take My Time","artistName":"Max B","albumName":"House Money","duration":177.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Couture\nThis such a classic\nDon Clooney, what's good?\nWe ain't finished, baby, just go, yeah\n\nTake a swig, light up a blunt\nSoon as I'm comin' down, do another one\nDancin' 'til the sun come up\nOverlookin' the city all night\nBaby, I'm feelin' alright\nMama hold tight, let me getcha ear\nYou're about to hear, we sway\nBaby, won't you come over? Come here\nGot Paul couture (Paul), got Chloe couture (Baby)\nPlayed with Juicy Couture, they loosey goose with the ball, man\nSpecial shout to the rest of my babies\nSee, it's a blessin' you're here, I could've left in the 80's\nAll my nephews and nieces, all the rest of the babies (Yeah)\nThat nigga crazy, cuz is mad shady\nI got the word, niggas tried to play me\nMe and Clooney on a call, numbers mad crazy\nThese record labels becoming mad crazy\nThen started stressing, another bad day, damn\n\nBaby, you don't know what you do to me\nSee I just need to take my time\nAll the fame, all the women\nIt was new to me (Back then, baby, haha)\nNow it's money on my mind\n\nYeah\nI wake every day and I give thanks (Thanks)\nMy niggas meet at the table, we sip drinks (Drinks)\nAnd dank (Dank), money in the bank\nIf baby say she could swim, honey can't sink, yeah\nI got a mink and it's a chinchilla (Chilla?)\nTo hell wit' FEMA, shit is Hiroshima\nYou ain't think this shit is real,\nI'll make you a believer (A believer, nigga)\nI'ma defeat 'em, love 'em, never beat 'em (Never)\nUnleash the coupe, call her three-seater, bigga\nWe get the point, lit a couple joints\nYou see, every now and then, I get to prove a point\nLike my leather so soft, her butt is so moist\nPlus she said she like my voice and I ain't gotta choice\nThis a, a win-win, nigga, get the gin\nSaid she like a nigga rims, let's take 'em for a spin (Uh-uh)\nNot by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin, ow\n\nBaby, you don't know what you do to me\nSee, I just need to take my time\nAll the fame, all the women\nIt was new to me (Back then, baby, haha)\nNow it's money on my mind (Yeah)\nI just love the feel of a woman's touch\nAnd I'll just love to go on a ride\nI swear, I don't care if they notice me\nI just want a peace of mind\nYeah","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Take My Time\n  artist: Max B\n  album: House Money\n  duration_ms: 177000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Couture\n  This such a classic\n  Don Clooney, what's good?\n  We ain't finished, baby, just go, yeah\n\n  Take a swig, light up a blunt\n  Soon as I'm comin' down, do another one\n  Dancin' 'til the sun come up\n  Overlookin' the city all night\n  Baby, I'm feelin' alright\n  Mama hold tight, let me getcha ear\n  You're about to hear, we sway\n  Baby, won't you come over? Come here\n  Got Paul couture (Paul), got Chloe couture (Baby)\n  Played with Juicy Couture, they loosey goose with the ball, man\n  Special shout to the rest of my babies\n  See, it's a blessin' you're here, I could've left in the 80's\n  All my nephews and nieces, all the rest of the babies (Yeah)\n  That nigga crazy, cuz is mad shady\n  I got the word, niggas tried to play me\n  Me and Clooney on a call, numbers mad crazy\n  These record labels becoming mad crazy\n  Then started stressing, another bad day, damn\n\n  Baby, you don't know what you do to me\n  See I just need to take my time\n  All the fame, all the women\n  It was new to me (Back then, baby, haha)\n  Now it's money on my mind\n\n  Yeah\n  I wake every day and I give thanks (Thanks)\n  My niggas meet at the table, we sip drinks (Drinks)\n  And dank (Dank), money in the bank\n  If baby say she could swim, honey can't sink, yeah\n  I got a mink and it's a chinchilla (Chilla?)\n  To hell wit' FEMA, shit is Hiroshima\n  You ain't think this shit is real,\n  I'll make you a believer (A believer, nigga)\n  I'ma defeat 'em, love 'em, never beat 'em (Never)\n  Unleash the coupe, call her three-seater, bigga\n  We get the point, lit a couple joints\n  You see, every now and then, I get to prove a point\n  Like my leather so soft, her butt is so moist\n  Plus she said she like my voice and I ain't gotta choice\n  This a, a win-win, nigga, get the gin\n  Said she like a nigga rims, let's take 'em for a spin (Uh-uh)\n  Not by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin, ow\n\n  Baby, you don't know what you do to me\n  See, I just need to take my time\n  All the fame, all the women\n  It was new to me (Back then, baby, haha)\n  Now it's money on my mind (Yeah)\n  I just love the feel of a woman's touch\n  And I'll just love to go on a ride\n  I swear, I don't care if they notice me\n  I just want a peace of mind\n  Yeah\n"}]