[{"id":6216822,"name":"Tattoos on Her Ass","trackName":"Tattoos on Her Ass","artistName":"Max B","albumName":"Vigilante Season","duration":305.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Tatoos on her ass\nTake one\nDame Grease, we got 'em baby\nGot these niggaz\nGot the whole game tryna take us down Al Pac\nYou know it's Vigilante Season man\nFuck this shit\nSo I'll just give you that wave\nShout to the Four Horsemen\nLet's get 'em, uh\nHook:\nThem Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n(Too advanced)\nHow Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n(Fuck you do that, fucked up now)\nWhen my songs come on, they do the dance\n(Do the dance)\nBitches tattoo my name on they ass\nVerse 1:\nYeah\nThe Vigilante Season is here, so buckle up\nThe Milli Vinilli killer, Chrissy, pucker up\nGet ya lips wet, take ya dentures out, let me feel the gums\nMy DVDs be in the slums\nLookin' all good in my three-piece, got you niggaz speech weak\nYou bitch niggaz couldn't see me like cheap seats\nRidin' that white horse, slippin' that caine, need twelve steps\nSqueeze at you niggaz till no shells left\nStop it son you not the shit, I'll pop a clip\nSeen him on YouTube swappin' spit\nWhat the fuck is that, that's some homo shit\nI noticed it, did the Domain on some promo shit\nThat ain't even one third of the wave, I possess the fury\nSend some wolves to get you for your jewelry\nAsk 'em 'bout the boy, I'm a nuke myself\nPlayed with the biscuits as a boy, and I never tried to shoot myself\nNigga that coke you sniffin' got you skimpy, come and get me\nThey gon' find ya like Pimp C\nI don't give a fuck about your bullshit, best to show me where the money be\nNigga your only 23\nOwww\nHook:\nGot a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n(Coupe is black)\nAnd I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\nPlus I piped your broad, how cool is that\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nVerse 2:\nNigga I ain't trippin' off this shit\nI'ma tool up, vroom up, time to hit tools up (Tools up?)\n\nYeah, time to hit Ben Bitty\nThe 2010 Biggie\nNeed another swiggy, just pour me some Grand Cru\nGot the Codeine, sour make the whores leave\nMore fiend, that's that shit I be slingin' out the back of the spaceship\nTaste it, get you niggaz facelifts\nGet you niggaz wasted, Bigga the better spar\nPay for your funeral on my debit card\nCop a pine box, you don't want that, baby\nNiggaz on my dick, screamin' \"Wavy\"\nTry to do a splash, now cyclones\nThey told me Batista, you Roddy Rowdy Piper, E's got you hyper\nNigga stop poppin' those percocets, make me hurt the set\nThey make me wanna squirt the Tech\nOwww\nHook:\nWell she touched in Miami, while you was doin' tracks\n(Doin' tracks)\nShe even gave me couple bucks out ya stash\nShe said it taste like pastry, what type of fruits is that\n(What type fruits is that)\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nThem Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n(Too advanced)\nHow Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n(Fuck you do that)\nWhen my songs come on, they do the dance\n(Do the dance)\nBitches tattoo my name on they ass\nGot a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n(Coupe is black)\nAnd I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\nPlus I piped your broad, how cool is that\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nFreaky bitch, yeah\nNeed a nice outro for this one\nAin't gotta say much\nVigilante Season, ya know\nBoss Don Biggavel'\nDame Grease\nFour Horsemen baby, yeah\nGot bottles of that Grand Cru\nYa know the industry, comin' for my head\nAll these niggaz talkin' greasy 'bout the boy\nLet's let the music speak for itself, ya know\nLil' coke head niggaz runnin' round the game\nPoppin' them percs, shrooms\nFuck wit' ya boy bitch\nThe Boss Don, oww\nGotta love it\nGain Greene, yeah\nThat's it, huh\n{Max B laughs}","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tattoos on Her Ass\n  artist: Max B\n  album: Vigilante Season\n  duration_ms: 305000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Tatoos on her ass\n  Take one\n  Dame Grease, we got 'em baby\n  Got these niggaz\n  Got the whole game tryna take us down Al Pac\n  You know it's Vigilante Season man\n  Fuck this shit\n  So I'll just give you that wave\n  Shout to the Four Horsemen\n  Let's get 'em, uh\n  Hook:\n  Them Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n  (Too advanced)\n  How Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n  (Fuck you do that, fucked up now)\n  When my songs come on, they do the dance\n  (Do the dance)\n  Bitches tattoo my name on they ass\n  Verse 1:\n  Yeah\n  The Vigilante Season is here, so buckle up\n  The Milli Vinilli killer, Chrissy, pucker up\n  Get ya lips wet, take ya dentures out, let me feel the gums\n  My DVDs be in the slums\n  Lookin' all good in my three-piece, got you niggaz speech weak\n  You bitch niggaz couldn't see me like cheap seats\n  Ridin' that white horse, slippin' that caine, need twelve steps\n  Squeeze at you niggaz till no shells left\n  Stop it son you not the shit, I'll pop a clip\n  Seen him on YouTube swappin' spit\n  What the fuck is that, that's some homo shit\n  I noticed it, did the Domain on some promo shit\n  That ain't even one third of the wave, I possess the fury\n  Send some wolves to get you for your jewelry\n  Ask 'em 'bout the boy, I'm a nuke myself\n  Played with the biscuits as a boy, and I never tried to shoot myself\n  Nigga that coke you sniffin' got you skimpy, come and get me\n  They gon' find ya like Pimp C\n  I don't give a fuck about your bullshit, best to show me where the money be\n  Nigga your only 23\n  Owww\n  Hook:\n  Got a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n  (Coupe is black)\n  And I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\n  Plus I piped your broad, how cool is that\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Verse 2:\n  Nigga I ain't trippin' off this shit\n  I'ma tool up, vroom up, time to hit tools up (Tools up?)\n\n  Yeah, time to hit Ben Bitty\n  The 2010 Biggie\n  Need another swiggy, just pour me some Grand Cru\n  Got the Codeine, sour make the whores leave\n  More fiend, that's that shit I be slingin' out the back of the spaceship\n  Taste it, get you niggaz facelifts\n  Get you niggaz wasted, Bigga the better spar\n  Pay for your funeral on my debit card\n  Cop a pine box, you don't want that, baby\n  Niggaz on my dick, screamin' \"Wavy\"\n  Try to do a splash, now cyclones\n  They told me Batista, you Roddy Rowdy Piper, E's got you hyper\n  Nigga stop poppin' those percocets, make me hurt the set\n  They make me wanna squirt the Tech\n  Owww\n  Hook:\n  Well she touched in Miami, while you was doin' tracks\n  (Doin' tracks)\n  She even gave me couple bucks out ya stash\n  She said it taste like pastry, what type of fruits is that\n  (What type fruits is that)\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Them Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n  (Too advanced)\n  How Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n  (Fuck you do that)\n  When my songs come on, they do the dance\n  (Do the dance)\n  Bitches tattoo my name on they ass\n  Got a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n  (Coupe is black)\n  And I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\n  Plus I piped your broad, how cool is that\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Freaky bitch, yeah\n  Need a nice outro for this one\n  Ain't gotta say much\n  Vigilante Season, ya know\n  Boss Don Biggavel'\n  Dame Grease\n  Four Horsemen baby, yeah\n  Got bottles of that Grand Cru\n  Ya know the industry, comin' for my head\n  All these niggaz talkin' greasy 'bout the boy\n  Let's let the music speak for itself, ya know\n  Lil' coke head niggaz runnin' round the game\n  Poppin' them percs, shrooms\n  Fuck wit' ya boy bitch\n  The Boss Don, oww\n  Gotta love it\n  Gain Greene, yeah\n  That's it, huh\n  {Max B laughs}\n"},{"id":18081419,"name":"Tattoos On Her Ass","trackName":"Tattoos On Her Ass","artistName":"Max B","albumName":"Library Of A Legend Volume 13","duration":305.136327,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Tatoos on her ass\nTake one\nDame Grease, we got 'em baby\nGot these niggaz\nGot the whole game tryna take us down Al Pac\nYou know it's Vigilante Season man\nFuck this shit\nSo I'll just give you that wave\nShout to the Four Horsemen\nLet's get 'em, uh\nHook:\nThem Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n(Too advanced)\nHow Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n(Fuck you do that, fucked up now)\nWhen my songs come on, they do the dance\n(Do the dance)\nBitches tattoo my name on they ass\nVerse 1:\nYeah\nThe Vigilante Season is here, so buckle up\nThe Milli Vinilli killer, Chrissy, pucker up\nGet ya lips wet, take ya dentures out, let me feel the gums\nMy DVDs be in the slums\nLookin' all good in my three-piece, got you niggaz speech weak\nYou bitch niggaz couldn't see me like cheap seats\nRidin' that white horse, slippin' that caine, need twelve steps\nSqueeze at you niggaz till no shells left\nStop it son you not the shit, I'll pop a clip\nSeen him on YouTube swappin' spit\nWhat the fuck is that, that's some homo shit\nI noticed it, did the Domain on some promo shit\nThat ain't even one third of the wave, I possess the fury\nSend some wolves to get you for your jewelry\nAsk 'em 'bout the boy, I'm a nuke myself\nPlayed with the biscuits as a boy, and I never tried to shoot myself\nNigga that coke you sniffin' got you skimpy, come and get me\nThey gon' find ya like Pimp C\nI don't give a fuck about your bullshit, best to show me where the money be\nNigga your only 23\nOwww\nHook:\nGot a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n(Coupe is black)\nAnd I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\nPlus I piped your broad, how cool is that\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nVerse 2:\nNigga I ain't trippin' off this shit\nI'ma tool up, vroom up, time to hit tools up (Tools up?)\n\nYeah, time to hit Ben Bitty\nThe 2010 Biggie\nNeed another swiggy, just pour me some Grand Cru\nGot the Codeine, sour make the whores leave\nMore fiend, that's that shit I be slingin' out the back of the spaceship\nTaste it, get you niggaz facelifts\nGet you niggaz wasted, Bigga the better spar\nPay for your funeral on my debit card\nCop a pine box, you don't want that, baby\nNiggaz on my dick, screamin' \"Wavy\"\nTry to do a splash, now cyclones\nThey told me Batista, you Roddy Rowdy Piper, E's got you hyper\nNigga stop poppin' those percocets, make me hurt the set\nThey make me wanna squirt the Tech\nOwww\nHook:\nWell she touched in Miami, while you was doin' tracks\n(Doin' tracks)\nShe even gave me couple bucks out ya stash\nShe said it taste like pastry, what type of fruits is that\n(What type fruits is that)\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nThem Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n(Too advanced)\nHow Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n(Fuck you do that)\nWhen my songs come on, they do the dance\n(Do the dance)\nBitches tattoo my name on they ass\nGot a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n(Coupe is black)\nAnd I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\nPlus I piped your broad, how cool is that\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nFreaky bitch, yeah\nNeed a nice outro for this one\nAin't gotta say much\nVigilante Season, ya know\nBoss Don Biggavel'\nDame Grease\nFour Horsemen baby, yeah\nGot bottles of that Grand Cru\nYa know the industry, comin' for my head\nAll these niggaz talkin' greasy 'bout the boy\nLet's let the music speak for itself, ya know\nLil' coke head niggaz runnin' round the game\nPoppin' them percs, shrooms\nFuck wit' ya boy bitch\nThe Boss Don, oww\nGotta love it\nGain Greene, yeah\nThat's it, huh\n{Max B laughs}","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tattoos On Her Ass\n  artist: Max B\n  album: Library Of A Legend Volume 13\n  duration_ms: 305136\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Tatoos on her ass\n  Take one\n  Dame Grease, we got 'em baby\n  Got these niggaz\n  Got the whole game tryna take us down Al Pac\n  You know it's Vigilante Season man\n  Fuck this shit\n  So I'll just give you that wave\n  Shout to the Four Horsemen\n  Let's get 'em, uh\n  Hook:\n  Them Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n  (Too advanced)\n  How Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n  (Fuck you do that, fucked up now)\n  When my songs come on, they do the dance\n  (Do the dance)\n  Bitches tattoo my name on they ass\n  Verse 1:\n  Yeah\n  The Vigilante Season is here, so buckle up\n  The Milli Vinilli killer, Chrissy, pucker up\n  Get ya lips wet, take ya dentures out, let me feel the gums\n  My DVDs be in the slums\n  Lookin' all good in my three-piece, got you niggaz speech weak\n  You bitch niggaz couldn't see me like cheap seats\n  Ridin' that white horse, slippin' that caine, need twelve steps\n  Squeeze at you niggaz till no shells left\n  Stop it son you not the shit, I'll pop a clip\n  Seen him on YouTube swappin' spit\n  What the fuck is that, that's some homo shit\n  I noticed it, did the Domain on some promo shit\n  That ain't even one third of the wave, I possess the fury\n  Send some wolves to get you for your jewelry\n  Ask 'em 'bout the boy, I'm a nuke myself\n  Played with the biscuits as a boy, and I never tried to shoot myself\n  Nigga that coke you sniffin' got you skimpy, come and get me\n  They gon' find ya like Pimp C\n  I don't give a fuck about your bullshit, best to show me where the money be\n  Nigga your only 23\n  Owww\n  Hook:\n  Got a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n  (Coupe is black)\n  And I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\n  Plus I piped your broad, how cool is that\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Verse 2:\n  Nigga I ain't trippin' off this shit\n  I'ma tool up, vroom up, time to hit tools up (Tools up?)\n\n  Yeah, time to hit Ben Bitty\n  The 2010 Biggie\n  Need another swiggy, just pour me some Grand Cru\n  Got the Codeine, sour make the whores leave\n  More fiend, that's that shit I be slingin' out the back of the spaceship\n  Taste it, get you niggaz facelifts\n  Get you niggaz wasted, Bigga the better spar\n  Pay for your funeral on my debit card\n  Cop a pine box, you don't want that, baby\n  Niggaz on my dick, screamin' \"Wavy\"\n  Try to do a splash, now cyclones\n  They told me Batista, you Roddy Rowdy Piper, E's got you hyper\n  Nigga stop poppin' those percocets, make me hurt the set\n  They make me wanna squirt the Tech\n  Owww\n  Hook:\n  Well she touched in Miami, while you was doin' tracks\n  (Doin' tracks)\n  She even gave me couple bucks out ya stash\n  She said it taste like pastry, what type of fruits is that\n  (What type fruits is that)\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Them Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n  (Too advanced)\n  How Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n  (Fuck you do that)\n  When my songs come on, they do the dance\n  (Do the dance)\n  Bitches tattoo my name on they ass\n  Got a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n  (Coupe is black)\n  And I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\n  Plus I piped your broad, how cool is that\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Freaky bitch, yeah\n  Need a nice outro for this one\n  Ain't gotta say much\n  Vigilante Season, ya know\n  Boss Don Biggavel'\n  Dame Grease\n  Four Horsemen baby, yeah\n  Got bottles of that Grand Cru\n  Ya know the industry, comin' for my head\n  All these niggaz talkin' greasy 'bout the boy\n  Let's let the music speak for itself, ya know\n  Lil' coke head niggaz runnin' round the game\n  Poppin' them percs, shrooms\n  Fuck wit' ya boy bitch\n  The Boss Don, oww\n  Gotta love it\n  Gain Greene, yeah\n  That's it, huh\n  {Max B laughs}\n"},{"id":14915989,"name":"Tattoos on Her Ass","trackName":"Tattoos on Her Ass","artistName":"Max B","albumName":"Library of a Legend, Vol. 13","duration":305.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Tatoos on her ass\nTake one\nDame Grease, we got 'em baby\nGot these niggaz\nGot the whole game tryna take us down Al Pac\nYou know it's Vigilante Season man\nFuck this shit\nSo I'll just give you that wave\nShout to the Four Horsemen\nLet's get 'em, uh\nHook:\nThem Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n(Too advanced)\nHow Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n(Fuck you do that, fucked up now)\nWhen my songs come on, they do the dance\n(Do the dance)\nBitches tattoo my name on they ass\nVerse 1:\nYeah\nThe Vigilante Season is here, so buckle up\nThe Milli Vinilli killer, Chrissy, pucker up\nGet ya lips wet, take ya dentures out, let me feel the gums\nMy DVDs be in the slums\nLookin' all good in my three-piece, got you niggaz speech weak\nYou bitch niggaz couldn't see me like cheap seats\nRidin' that white horse, slippin' that caine, need twelve steps\nSqueeze at you niggaz till no shells left\nStop it son you not the shit, I'll pop a clip\nSeen him on YouTube swappin' spit\nWhat the fuck is that, that's some homo shit\nI noticed it, did the Domain on some promo shit\nThat ain't even one third of the wave, I possess the fury\nSend some wolves to get you for your jewelry\nAsk 'em 'bout the boy, I'm a nuke myself\nPlayed with the biscuits as a boy, and I never tried to shoot myself\nNigga that coke you sniffin' got you skimpy, come and get me\nThey gon' find ya like Pimp C\nI don't give a fuck about your bullshit, best to show me where the money be\nNigga your only 23\nOwww\nHook:\nGot a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n(Coupe is black)\nAnd I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\nPlus I piped your broad, how cool is that\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nVerse 2:\nNigga I ain't trippin' off this shit\nI'ma tool up, vroom up, time to hit tools up (Tools up?)\n\nYeah, time to hit Ben Bitty\nThe 2010 Biggie\nNeed another swiggy, just pour me some Grand Cru\nGot the Codeine, sour make the whores leave\nMore fiend, that's that shit I be slingin' out the back of the spaceship\nTaste it, get you niggaz facelifts\nGet you niggaz wasted, Bigga the better spar\nPay for your funeral on my debit card\nCop a pine box, you don't want that, baby\nNiggaz on my dick, screamin' \"Wavy\"\nTry to do a splash, now cyclones\nThey told me Batista, you Roddy Rowdy Piper, E's got you hyper\nNigga stop poppin' those percocets, make me hurt the set\nThey make me wanna squirt the Tech\nOwww\nHook:\nWell she touched in Miami, while you was doin' tracks\n(Doin' tracks)\nShe even gave me couple bucks out ya stash\nShe said it taste like pastry, what type of fruits is that\n(What type fruits is that)\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nThem Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n(Too advanced)\nHow Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n(Fuck you do that)\nWhen my songs come on, they do the dance\n(Do the dance)\nBitches tattoo my name on they ass\nGot a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n(Coupe is black)\nAnd I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\nPlus I piped your broad, how cool is that\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nFreaky bitch, yeah\nNeed a nice outro for this one\nAin't gotta say much\nVigilante Season, ya know\nBoss Don Biggavel'\nDame Grease\nFour Horsemen baby, yeah\nGot bottles of that Grand Cru\nYa know the industry, comin' for my head\nAll these niggaz talkin' greasy 'bout the boy\nLet's let the music speak for itself, ya know\nLil' coke head niggaz runnin' round the game\nPoppin' them percs, shrooms\nFuck wit' ya boy bitch\nThe Boss Don, oww\nGotta love it\nGain Greene, yeah\nThat's it, huh\n{Max B laughs}","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tattoos on Her Ass\n  artist: Max B\n  album: Library of a Legend, Vol. 13\n  duration_ms: 305000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Tatoos on her ass\n  Take one\n  Dame Grease, we got 'em baby\n  Got these niggaz\n  Got the whole game tryna take us down Al Pac\n  You know it's Vigilante Season man\n  Fuck this shit\n  So I'll just give you that wave\n  Shout to the Four Horsemen\n  Let's get 'em, uh\n  Hook:\n  Them Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n  (Too advanced)\n  How Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n  (Fuck you do that, fucked up now)\n  When my songs come on, they do the dance\n  (Do the dance)\n  Bitches tattoo my name on they ass\n  Verse 1:\n  Yeah\n  The Vigilante Season is here, so buckle up\n  The Milli Vinilli killer, Chrissy, pucker up\n  Get ya lips wet, take ya dentures out, let me feel the gums\n  My DVDs be in the slums\n  Lookin' all good in my three-piece, got you niggaz speech weak\n  You bitch niggaz couldn't see me like cheap seats\n  Ridin' that white horse, slippin' that caine, need twelve steps\n  Squeeze at you niggaz till no shells left\n  Stop it son you not the shit, I'll pop a clip\n  Seen him on YouTube swappin' spit\n  What the fuck is that, that's some homo shit\n  I noticed it, did the Domain on some promo shit\n  That ain't even one third of the wave, I possess the fury\n  Send some wolves to get you for your jewelry\n  Ask 'em 'bout the boy, I'm a nuke myself\n  Played with the biscuits as a boy, and I never tried to shoot myself\n  Nigga that coke you sniffin' got you skimpy, come and get me\n  They gon' find ya like Pimp C\n  I don't give a fuck about your bullshit, best to show me where the money be\n  Nigga your only 23\n  Owww\n  Hook:\n  Got a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n  (Coupe is black)\n  And I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\n  Plus I piped your broad, how cool is that\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Verse 2:\n  Nigga I ain't trippin' off this shit\n  I'ma tool up, vroom up, time to hit tools up (Tools up?)\n\n  Yeah, time to hit Ben Bitty\n  The 2010 Biggie\n  Need another swiggy, just pour me some Grand Cru\n  Got the Codeine, sour make the whores leave\n  More fiend, that's that shit I be slingin' out the back of the spaceship\n  Taste it, get you niggaz facelifts\n  Get you niggaz wasted, Bigga the better spar\n  Pay for your funeral on my debit card\n  Cop a pine box, you don't want that, baby\n  Niggaz on my dick, screamin' \"Wavy\"\n  Try to do a splash, now cyclones\n  They told me Batista, you Roddy Rowdy Piper, E's got you hyper\n  Nigga stop poppin' those percocets, make me hurt the set\n  They make me wanna squirt the Tech\n  Owww\n  Hook:\n  Well she touched in Miami, while you was doin' tracks\n  (Doin' tracks)\n  She even gave me couple bucks out ya stash\n  She said it taste like pastry, what type of fruits is that\n  (What type fruits is that)\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Them Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n  (Too advanced)\n  How Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n  (Fuck you do that)\n  When my songs come on, they do the dance\n  (Do the dance)\n  Bitches tattoo my name on they ass\n  Got a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n  (Coupe is black)\n  And I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\n  Plus I piped your broad, how cool is that\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Freaky bitch, yeah\n  Need a nice outro for this one\n  Ain't gotta say much\n  Vigilante Season, ya know\n  Boss Don Biggavel'\n  Dame Grease\n  Four Horsemen baby, yeah\n  Got bottles of that Grand Cru\n  Ya know the industry, comin' for my head\n  All these niggaz talkin' greasy 'bout the boy\n  Let's let the music speak for itself, ya know\n  Lil' coke head niggaz runnin' round the game\n  Poppin' them percs, shrooms\n  Fuck wit' ya boy bitch\n  The Boss Don, oww\n  Gotta love it\n  Gain Greene, yeah\n  That's it, huh\n  {Max B laughs}\n"},{"id":24931729,"name":"Tattoos On Her Ass","trackName":"Tattoos On Her Ass","artistName":"Max B","albumName":"Goon Music 1.5 (The Doomship)","duration":307.853061,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Tatoos on her ass\nTake one\nDame Grease, we got 'em baby\nGot these niggaz\nGot the whole game tryna take us down Al Pac\nYou know it's Vigilante Season man\nFuck this shit\nSo I'll just give you that wave\nShout to the Four Horsemen\nLet's get 'em, uh\nHook:\nThem Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n(Too advanced)\nHow Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n(Fuck you do that, fucked up now)\nWhen my songs come on, they do the dance\n(Do the dance)\nBitches tattoo my name on they ass\nVerse 1:\nYeah\nThe Vigilante Season is here, so buckle up\nThe Milli Vinilli killer, Chrissy, pucker up\nGet ya lips wet, take ya dentures out, let me feel the gums\nMy DVDs be in the slums\nLookin' all good in my three-piece, got you niggaz speech weak\nYou bitch niggaz couldn't see me like cheap seats\nRidin' that white horse, slippin' that caine, need twelve steps\nSqueeze at you niggaz till no shells left\nStop it son you not the shit, I'll pop a clip\nSeen him on YouTube swappin' spit\nWhat the fuck is that, that's some homo shit\nI noticed it, did the Domain on some promo shit\nThat ain't even one third of the wave, I possess the fury\nSend some wolves to get you for your jewelry\nAsk 'em 'bout the boy, I'm a nuke myself\nPlayed with the biscuits as a boy, and I never tried to shoot myself\nNigga that coke you sniffin' got you skimpy, come and get me\nThey gon' find ya like Pimp C\nI don't give a fuck about your bullshit, best to show me where the money be\nNigga your only 23\nOwww\nHook:\nGot a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n(Coupe is black)\nAnd I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\nPlus I piped your broad, how cool is that\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nVerse 2:\nNigga I ain't trippin' off this shit\nI'ma tool up, vroom up, time to hit tools up (Tools up?)\n\nYeah, time to hit Ben Bitty\nThe 2010 Biggie\nNeed another swiggy, just pour me some Grand Cru\nGot the Codeine, sour make the whores leave\nMore fiend, that's that shit I be slingin' out the back of the spaceship\nTaste it, get you niggaz facelifts\nGet you niggaz wasted, Bigga the better spar\nPay for your funeral on my debit card\nCop a pine box, you don't want that, baby\nNiggaz on my dick, screamin' \"Wavy\"\nTry to do a splash, now cyclones\nThey told me Batista, you Roddy Rowdy Piper, E's got you hyper\nNigga stop poppin' those percocets, make me hurt the set\nThey make me wanna squirt the Tech\nOwww\nHook:\nWell she touched in Miami, while you was doin' tracks\n(Doin' tracks)\nShe even gave me couple bucks out ya stash\nShe said it taste like pastry, what type of fruits is that\n(What type fruits is that)\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nThem Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n(Too advanced)\nHow Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n(Fuck you do that)\nWhen my songs come on, they do the dance\n(Do the dance)\nBitches tattoo my name on they ass\nGot a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n(Coupe is black)\nAnd I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\nPlus I piped your broad, how cool is that\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nFreaky bitch, yeah\nNeed a nice outro for this one\nAin't gotta say much\nVigilante Season, ya know\nBoss Don Biggavel'\nDame Grease\nFour Horsemen baby, yeah\nGot bottles of that Grand Cru\nYa know the industry, comin' for my head\nAll these niggaz talkin' greasy 'bout the boy\nLet's let the music speak for itself, ya know\nLil' coke head niggaz runnin' round the game\nPoppin' them percs, shrooms\nFuck wit' ya boy bitch\nThe Boss Don, oww\nGotta love it\nGain Greene, yeah\nThat's it, huh\n{Max B laughs}","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tattoos On Her Ass\n  artist: Max B\n  album: Goon Music 1.5 (The Doomship)\n  duration_ms: 307853\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Tatoos on her ass\n  Take one\n  Dame Grease, we got 'em baby\n  Got these niggaz\n  Got the whole game tryna take us down Al Pac\n  You know it's Vigilante Season man\n  Fuck this shit\n  So I'll just give you that wave\n  Shout to the Four Horsemen\n  Let's get 'em, uh\n  Hook:\n  Them Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n  (Too advanced)\n  How Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n  (Fuck you do that, fucked up now)\n  When my songs come on, they do the dance\n  (Do the dance)\n  Bitches tattoo my name on they ass\n  Verse 1:\n  Yeah\n  The Vigilante Season is here, so buckle up\n  The Milli Vinilli killer, Chrissy, pucker up\n  Get ya lips wet, take ya dentures out, let me feel the gums\n  My DVDs be in the slums\n  Lookin' all good in my three-piece, got you niggaz speech weak\n  You bitch niggaz couldn't see me like cheap seats\n  Ridin' that white horse, slippin' that caine, need twelve steps\n  Squeeze at you niggaz till no shells left\n  Stop it son you not the shit, I'll pop a clip\n  Seen him on YouTube swappin' spit\n  What the fuck is that, that's some homo shit\n  I noticed it, did the Domain on some promo shit\n  That ain't even one third of the wave, I possess the fury\n  Send some wolves to get you for your jewelry\n  Ask 'em 'bout the boy, I'm a nuke myself\n  Played with the biscuits as a boy, and I never tried to shoot myself\n  Nigga that coke you sniffin' got you skimpy, come and get me\n  They gon' find ya like Pimp C\n  I don't give a fuck about your bullshit, best to show me where the money be\n  Nigga your only 23\n  Owww\n  Hook:\n  Got a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n  (Coupe is black)\n  And I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\n  Plus I piped your broad, how cool is that\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Verse 2:\n  Nigga I ain't trippin' off this shit\n  I'ma tool up, vroom up, time to hit tools up (Tools up?)\n\n  Yeah, time to hit Ben Bitty\n  The 2010 Biggie\n  Need another swiggy, just pour me some Grand Cru\n  Got the Codeine, sour make the whores leave\n  More fiend, that's that shit I be slingin' out the back of the spaceship\n  Taste it, get you niggaz facelifts\n  Get you niggaz wasted, Bigga the better spar\n  Pay for your funeral on my debit card\n  Cop a pine box, you don't want that, baby\n  Niggaz on my dick, screamin' \"Wavy\"\n  Try to do a splash, now cyclones\n  They told me Batista, you Roddy Rowdy Piper, E's got you hyper\n  Nigga stop poppin' those percocets, make me hurt the set\n  They make me wanna squirt the Tech\n  Owww\n  Hook:\n  Well she touched in Miami, while you was doin' tracks\n  (Doin' tracks)\n  She even gave me couple bucks out ya stash\n  She said it taste like pastry, what type of fruits is that\n  (What type fruits is that)\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Them Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n  (Too advanced)\n  How Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n  (Fuck you do that)\n  When my songs come on, they do the dance\n  (Do the dance)\n  Bitches tattoo my name on they ass\n  Got a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n  (Coupe is black)\n  And I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\n  Plus I piped your broad, how cool is that\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Freaky bitch, yeah\n  Need a nice outro for this one\n  Ain't gotta say much\n  Vigilante Season, ya know\n  Boss Don Biggavel'\n  Dame Grease\n  Four Horsemen baby, yeah\n  Got bottles of that Grand Cru\n  Ya know the industry, comin' for my head\n  All these niggaz talkin' greasy 'bout the boy\n  Let's let the music speak for itself, ya know\n  Lil' coke head niggaz runnin' round the game\n  Poppin' them percs, shrooms\n  Fuck wit' ya boy bitch\n  The Boss Don, oww\n  Gotta love it\n  Gain Greene, yeah\n  That's it, huh\n  {Max B laughs}\n"},{"id":25162269,"name":"Tattoos On Her Ass","trackName":"Tattoos On Her Ass","artistName":"Max B","albumName":"The Wave Continues","duration":304.065306,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Tatoos on her ass\nTake one\nDame Grease, we got 'em baby\nGot these niggaz\nGot the whole game tryna take us down Al Pac\nYou know it's Vigilante Season man\nFuck this shit\nSo I'll just give you that wave\nShout to the Four Horsemen\nLet's get 'em, uh\nHook:\nThem Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n(Too advanced)\nHow Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n(Fuck you do that, fucked up now)\nWhen my songs come on, they do the dance\n(Do the dance)\nBitches tattoo my name on they ass\nVerse 1:\nYeah\nThe Vigilante Season is here, so buckle up\nThe Milli Vinilli killer, Chrissy, pucker up\nGet ya lips wet, take ya dentures out, let me feel the gums\nMy DVDs be in the slums\nLookin' all good in my three-piece, got you niggaz speech weak\nYou bitch niggaz couldn't see me like cheap seats\nRidin' that white horse, slippin' that caine, need twelve steps\nSqueeze at you niggaz till no shells left\nStop it son you not the shit, I'll pop a clip\nSeen him on YouTube swappin' spit\nWhat the fuck is that, that's some homo shit\nI noticed it, did the Domain on some promo shit\nThat ain't even one third of the wave, I possess the fury\nSend some wolves to get you for your jewelry\nAsk 'em 'bout the boy, I'm a nuke myself\nPlayed with the biscuits as a boy, and I never tried to shoot myself\nNigga that coke you sniffin' got you skimpy, come and get me\nThey gon' find ya like Pimp C\nI don't give a fuck about your bullshit, best to show me where the money be\nNigga your only 23\nOwww\nHook:\nGot a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n(Coupe is black)\nAnd I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\nPlus I piped your broad, how cool is that\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nVerse 2:\nNigga I ain't trippin' off this shit\nI'ma tool up, vroom up, time to hit tools up (Tools up?)\n\nYeah, time to hit Ben Bitty\nThe 2010 Biggie\nNeed another swiggy, just pour me some Grand Cru\nGot the Codeine, sour make the whores leave\nMore fiend, that's that shit I be slingin' out the back of the spaceship\nTaste it, get you niggaz facelifts\nGet you niggaz wasted, Bigga the better spar\nPay for your funeral on my debit card\nCop a pine box, you don't want that, baby\nNiggaz on my dick, screamin' \"Wavy\"\nTry to do a splash, now cyclones\nThey told me Batista, you Roddy Rowdy Piper, E's got you hyper\nNigga stop poppin' those percocets, make me hurt the set\nThey make me wanna squirt the Tech\nOwww\nHook:\nWell she touched in Miami, while you was doin' tracks\n(Doin' tracks)\nShe even gave me couple bucks out ya stash\nShe said it taste like pastry, what type of fruits is that\n(What type fruits is that)\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nThem Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n(Too advanced)\nHow Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n(Fuck you do that)\nWhen my songs come on, they do the dance\n(Do the dance)\nBitches tattoo my name on they ass\nGot a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n(Coupe is black)\nAnd I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\nPlus I piped your broad, how cool is that\nShe wanna tattoo my name on her ass\nFreaky bitch, yeah\nNeed a nice outro for this one\nAin't gotta say much\nVigilante Season, ya know\nBoss Don Biggavel'\nDame Grease\nFour Horsemen baby, yeah\nGot bottles of that Grand Cru\nYa know the industry, comin' for my head\nAll these niggaz talkin' greasy 'bout the boy\nLet's let the music speak for itself, ya know\nLil' coke head niggaz runnin' round the game\nPoppin' them percs, shrooms\nFuck wit' ya boy bitch\nThe Boss Don, oww\nGotta love it\nGain Greene, yeah\nThat's it, huh\n{Max B laughs}","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Tattoos On Her Ass\n  artist: Max B\n  album: The Wave Continues\n  duration_ms: 304065\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Tatoos on her ass\n  Take one\n  Dame Grease, we got 'em baby\n  Got these niggaz\n  Got the whole game tryna take us down Al Pac\n  You know it's Vigilante Season man\n  Fuck this shit\n  So I'll just give you that wave\n  Shout to the Four Horsemen\n  Let's get 'em, uh\n  Hook:\n  Them Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n  (Too advanced)\n  How Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n  (Fuck you do that, fucked up now)\n  When my songs come on, they do the dance\n  (Do the dance)\n  Bitches tattoo my name on they ass\n  Verse 1:\n  Yeah\n  The Vigilante Season is here, so buckle up\n  The Milli Vinilli killer, Chrissy, pucker up\n  Get ya lips wet, take ya dentures out, let me feel the gums\n  My DVDs be in the slums\n  Lookin' all good in my three-piece, got you niggaz speech weak\n  You bitch niggaz couldn't see me like cheap seats\n  Ridin' that white horse, slippin' that caine, need twelve steps\n  Squeeze at you niggaz till no shells left\n  Stop it son you not the shit, I'll pop a clip\n  Seen him on YouTube swappin' spit\n  What the fuck is that, that's some homo shit\n  I noticed it, did the Domain on some promo shit\n  That ain't even one third of the wave, I possess the fury\n  Send some wolves to get you for your jewelry\n  Ask 'em 'bout the boy, I'm a nuke myself\n  Played with the biscuits as a boy, and I never tried to shoot myself\n  Nigga that coke you sniffin' got you skimpy, come and get me\n  They gon' find ya like Pimp C\n  I don't give a fuck about your bullshit, best to show me where the money be\n  Nigga your only 23\n  Owww\n  Hook:\n  Got a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n  (Coupe is black)\n  And I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\n  Plus I piped your broad, how cool is that\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Verse 2:\n  Nigga I ain't trippin' off this shit\n  I'ma tool up, vroom up, time to hit tools up (Tools up?)\n\n  Yeah, time to hit Ben Bitty\n  The 2010 Biggie\n  Need another swiggy, just pour me some Grand Cru\n  Got the Codeine, sour make the whores leave\n  More fiend, that's that shit I be slingin' out the back of the spaceship\n  Taste it, get you niggaz facelifts\n  Get you niggaz wasted, Bigga the better spar\n  Pay for your funeral on my debit card\n  Cop a pine box, you don't want that, baby\n  Niggaz on my dick, screamin' \"Wavy\"\n  Try to do a splash, now cyclones\n  They told me Batista, you Roddy Rowdy Piper, E's got you hyper\n  Nigga stop poppin' those percocets, make me hurt the set\n  They make me wanna squirt the Tech\n  Owww\n  Hook:\n  Well she touched in Miami, while you was doin' tracks\n  (Doin' tracks)\n  She even gave me couple bucks out ya stash\n  She said it taste like pastry, what type of fruits is that\n  (What type fruits is that)\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Them Gain Greene boys, they too advanced\n  (Too advanced)\n  How Jimmy let the game slip through his hands\n  (Fuck you do that)\n  When my songs come on, they do the dance\n  (Do the dance)\n  Bitches tattoo my name on they ass\n  Got a foreign car, the new Coupe is black\n  (Coupe is black)\n  And I'm never too old, we movin' the cash\n  Plus I piped your broad, how cool is that\n  She wanna tattoo my name on her ass\n  Freaky bitch, yeah\n  Need a nice outro for this one\n  Ain't gotta say much\n  Vigilante Season, ya know\n  Boss Don Biggavel'\n  Dame Grease\n  Four Horsemen baby, yeah\n  Got bottles of that Grand Cru\n  Ya know the industry, comin' for my head\n  All these niggaz talkin' greasy 'bout the boy\n  Let's let the music speak for itself, ya know\n  Lil' coke head niggaz runnin' round the game\n  Poppin' them percs, shrooms\n  Fuck wit' ya boy bitch\n  The Boss Don, oww\n  Gotta love it\n  Gain Greene, yeah\n  That's it, huh\n  {Max B laughs}\n"}]