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I wasn't made for that shit\nBut I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit\nAnd to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God that you see me\nI'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that seaweed\nBad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's\nMillion dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed\nChain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city\n\nEnd of story, nigga P.S\nAll white Maybach Greenbay they packed\nY'all niggas was slackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'\nAnd they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket\nCause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big rappers\nI say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back\nNiggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?\nI got white was serving that I been to jail I ain't going back\nI alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back\nI slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga\nMaybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga\nThats cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho\nThat pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n\nBitch I had one shot and I ain't blow it\nRiding til the wheels fall off and they tow it\nI got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it\nD-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\nBurn bitch I let it burn bitch\nMy money straighter than a motherfucking perm bitch\nNo navigation you can see it is my turn chyea (swirv, swirv)\nShorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit\n\nOh that's your girl? Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\nShe naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\nI swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\nHit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\nSame shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\nDon't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\nIt's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\nMy Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.40] God (Yea)\n[00:03.48] Oh God, Boi, (Yea)\n[00:07.16] G.O.O.D. (MMG, Nigga)\n[00:11.88] Chain all V.S. I ain't with the B.S\n[00:14.74] Catch me in your city riding hard through the B.X\n[00:17.68] Skinny nigga but I do it Large like a 3X\n[00:20.33] The last nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked\n[00:23.45] Right back to that money slinging O's in the P.Jects\n[00:26.16] Or prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet\n[00:28.91] Cause we next and we flex like\n[00:31.95] 90PX, working all night no breaks or a recess\n[00:34.76] Vroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex\n[00:37.33] Bitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius\n[00:40.28] My cousin finished school can't believe he graduated\n[00:43.04] Threw him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations\n[00:46.19] Cause me... I wasn't made for that shit\n[00:48.72] But I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit\n[00:51.84] And to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God that you see me\n[00:54.88] I'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that seaweed\n[00:57.85] Bad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's\n[01:00.53] Million dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed\n[01:03.63] Chain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city\n[01:07.68] End of story, nigga P.S\n[01:09.35] All white Maybach Greenbay they packed\n[01:12.25] Y'all niggas was slackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'\n[01:14.77] And they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket\n[01:17.62] Cause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big rappers\n[01:20.61] I say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back\n[01:23.71] Niggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?\n[01:26.44] I got white was serving that I been to jail I ain't going back\n[01:29.46] I alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back\n[01:32.22] I slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga\n[01:35.22] Maybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga\n[01:38.13] Thats cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho\n[01:40.71] That pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo\n[01:43.37] Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n[01:46.22] I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n[01:49.23] Freaky bitches love the money I make\n[01:51.43] And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n[01:54.28] So let that shit burn\n[01:56.15] Let that shit burn\n[01:57.39] I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n[02:00.74] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[02:03.99] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[02:07.17] Bitch I had one shot and I ain't blow it\n[02:09.78] Riding til the wheels fall off and they tow it\n[02:12.28] I got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it\n[02:15.10] D-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra\n[02:18.34] Burn bitch I let it burn bitch\n[02:20.77] My money straighter than a motherfucking perm bitch\n[02:23.66] No navigation you can see it is my turn chyea (swirv, swirv)\n[02:26.36] Shorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit\n[02:29.21] Oh that's your girl? Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n[02:31.84] She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\n[02:35.12] I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\n[02:38.57] Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\n[02:41.21] Same shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\n[02:44.05] Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\n[02:47.08] It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\n[02:49.83] My Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n[02:57.89] Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n[03:00.85] I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n[03:03.96] Freaky bitches love the money I make\n[03:06.21] And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n[03:09.08] So let that shit burn\n[03:10.87] Let that shit burn\n[03:12.09] I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n[03:15.41] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:18.60] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:27.22] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:30.19] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:33.46] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Burn\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Burn\n  duration_ms: 216000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: God (Yea)\n  start_ms: 1400\n  end_ms: 3480\n- text: Oh God, Boi, (Yea)\n  start_ms: 3480\n  end_ms: 7160\n- text: G.O.O.D. 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(MMG, Nigga)\n\n  Chain all V.S. I ain't with the B.S\n  Catch me in your city riding hard through the B.X\n  Skinny nigga but I do it Large like a 3X\n  The last nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked\n  Right back to that money slinging O's in the P.Jects\n  Or prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet\n  Cause we next and we flex like\n\n  90PX, working all night no breaks or a recess\n  Vroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex\n  Bitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius\n  My cousin finished school can't believe he graduated\n  Threw him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations\n  Cause me... 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Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n  She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\n  I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\n  Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\n  Same shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\n  Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\n  It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\n  My Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n\n  Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n  I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n\n  Let that shit burn\n  I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n  The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n  The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n"},{"id":5193328,"name":"Burn (feat. 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Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\nShe naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\nI swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\nHit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\nSame shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\nDon't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\nIt's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\nMy Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.40] God (Yea)\n[00:03.48] Oh God, Boi, (Yea)\n[00:07.16] G.O.O.D. 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Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n[02:31.84] She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\n[02:35.12] I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\n[02:38.57] Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\n[02:41.21] Same shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\n[02:44.05] Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\n[02:47.08] It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\n[02:49.83] My Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n[02:57.89] Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n[03:00.85] I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n[03:03.96] Freaky bitches love the money I make\n[03:06.21] And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n[03:09.08] So let that shit burn\n[03:10.87] Let that shit burn\n[03:12.09] I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n[03:15.41] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:18.60] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:27.22] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:30.19] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:33.46] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Burn\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Burn (feat. 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checked.\n  Right back to that money slinging O's in PJ.\n  I'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steady preject.\n  Because we next and flex like...\n  Like 90PX, working all night\n  No breaks or recess Vroom Vroom.\n  Yeah, I know my car sound like a T-Rex\n  Bitch i'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius.\n  My cousin finished school\n  Can't believe he graduated.\n  I threw him 20 thousand dollars\n  Told his ass congratulations.\n  Cause me, I wasn't made for that shit.\n  But I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his shit.\n  And to all the hoes that was dissing\n  I prayed to God that you see me.\n  I'm on the yacht getting hella high\n  Smoking good, that seaweed\n  Bad bitch and her chacha\n  Grabbing on her chee chees.\n  Million dollars bills on my email.\n  You mad ass hell you ain't cc'd\n  Chain all VS\n  Bitch you know it's BS.\n  Boy I run my city\n  End of story, nigga PS.\n  All white maybach\n  Green Bay they pack.\n  Y'all niggas was slackin.\n  Yeah, but i'm all nice new track.\n  And they say life's a game of chess\n  You can play checkers all on my jacket\n  Because it Donny Ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers.\n  I say yeah nigga, I murder that.\n  Pen em ear and serve em back.\n  Niggas say they want beef\n  Well well the fuck my burgers at.\n  I got white, was serving that.\n  I been to jail, ain't going back.\n  I alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard.\n  She throw it back\n  I slammed off in the pussy.\n  Black Griffin's your hoe nigga.\n  Maybach with Ricky Ross, my chain rock like I know Jigga.\n  That's cause I do hoe\n  Shout out to my new hoe.\n  That pussy pink like Nuvo.\n  And I dogged that, Khujo.\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say.\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break.\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay.\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn.\n  Gasoline.\n  The roof on fire, i'm only gettin' higher.\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n  Bitch, I had one shot of Na blunt.\n  Ridin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it.\n  I got green on top of green\n  Diamonds lookin' like I grew it.\n  D-Town, the hood behind me like a King Cobra\n  Burn, bitch.\n  I let it burn bitch.\n  My money straighter than a mother fuckin' perm bitch.\n  No navigation, you can see that is my turn shit.\n  Shorty give me all that brain\n  And still ain't never learn shit.\n  Oh that; s your girl\n  Damn nigga you ain't learn shit.\n  She naked in my studio\n  I'm on that Howard Stern shit.\n  Yep, I swear that Mack 10 is barbell.\n  Finally famous, the cartel.\n  Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell\n  Same shit, different day.\n  I ain't broke no more\n  It's a different day.\n  Don't turn me down, I got shit to say\n  My purp strong like it's lifting weights.\n  It Sean Don, sippin' Chandon.\n  I got a 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Big Sean) - Single\n  duration_ms: 216000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Mmg nigga, chain all vs\n  I ain't with the bs\n  Catch me in the city riding hard through the bx\n  Skinny nigga, but I do it large like a 3x\n  The last nigga that tried to do me wrong, uhm he checked\n  Right back to that money slinging os in pj\n  I'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steady preject\n  Because we next and we flex like...\n\n  Like 90px, working all night\n  No breaks or recess\n  Vroom, vroom\n  Yeah, I know my car sound like a t-rex\n  Bitch I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a prius\n  My cousin finished school\n  Can't believe he graduated\n  I through him 20 thousand dollars\n  Told his ass congratulations\n  Cause me, I wasn't made for that shit\n  But I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his shit\n  And to all the hoes that was dissing, I prayed to god that you see me\n  I'm on the yard getting hella high, smoking good, that seaweed\n  Bad bitch and her chacha, grabbing on her chee ches\n  Million dollars bills on my email\n  You mad ass hell you ain't cc'd\n  Chain all vs\n  Bitch you know it's bs\n  Boy I run my city\n\n  End of story, nigga ps\n  All white maybach\n  Green bay they pack\n  Y'all niggas was slackin\n  Yeah, but I'm all nice new track\n  And they say life's a game of chess\n  You can play checkers all on my jacket\n  Because it donny ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers\n  I say yeah nigga I murder that\n  Pen em ear and serve em back\n  Niggas say they want beef\n  Well well the fucks my burgers at\n  I got white, was serving that\n  I been to jail, ain't going back\n  I alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard\n  She throw it back\n  I slammed off in the pussy\n  Blake griffin'd your hoe nigga\n  Maybach with ricky ross my chain rock like I know jigga\n  That's cause I do hoe\n  Shout out to my new hoe\n  That pussy pink like nuvo\n  And I dogged that, khujo\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Bitch, I had one shot of na blunt\n  Ridin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it\n  I got green on top of green\n  Diamonds lookin' like I grew it\n  D-town, the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\n  Burn, bitch\n  I let it burn bitch\n  My money straighta than a motherfuckin' perm bitch\n  No navigation, you can see that is my turn shit\n  Shorty give me all that brain and still ain't never learn shit\n\n  Oh that's your girl,\n  Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n  She naked in my studio\n  I'm on that howard stern shit\n  Yep, I swear that mack 10 is barbell\n  Finally famous, the cartel\n  Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell\n  Same shit, different day\n  I ain't broke no more, it's a different day\n  Don't turn me down, I got shit to say\n  My purp strong like it's lifting weights\n  It sean don, sippin' chandon I got a bitch with them pom poms\n  My rolly don't tick tock, you shit sound like a time bomb\n  Booom...\n  Little bitch...\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn... burn\n"},{"id":7353120,"name":"Burn","trackName":"Burn","artistName":"Meek Mill","albumName":"Dreams and Nightmares","duration":216.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Mmg nigga, chain all vs\nI ain't with the bs\nCatch me in the city riding hard through the bx\nSkinny nigga, but I do it large like a 3x\nThe last nigga that tried to do me wrong, uhm he checked\nRight back to that money slinging os in pj\nI'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steady preject\nBecause we next and we flex like...\n\nLike 90px, working all night\nNo breaks or recess\nVroom, vroom\nYeah, I know my car sound like a t-rex\nBitch I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a prius\nMy cousin finished school\nCan't believe he graduated\nI through him 20 thousand dollars\nTold his ass congratulations\nCause me, I wasn't made for that shit\nBut I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his shit\nAnd to all the hoes that was dissing, I prayed to god that you see me\nI'm on the yard getting hella high, smoking good, that seaweed\nBad bitch and her chacha, grabbing on her chee ches\nMillion dollars bills on my email\nYou mad ass hell you ain't cc'd\nChain all vs\nBitch you know it's bs\nBoy I run my city\n\nEnd of story, nigga ps\nAll white maybach\nGreen bay they pack\nY'all niggas was slackin\nYeah, but I'm all nice new track\nAnd they say life's a game of chess\nYou can play checkers all on my jacket\nBecause it donny ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers\nI say yeah nigga I murder that\nPen em ear and serve em back\nNiggas say they want beef\nWell well the fucks my burgers at\nI got white, was serving that\nI been to jail, ain't going back\nI alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard\nShe throw it back\nI slammed off in the pussy\nBlake griffin'd your hoe nigga\nMaybach with ricky ross my chain rock like I know jigga\nThat's cause I do hoe\nShout out to my new hoe\nThat pussy pink like nuvo\nAnd I dogged that, khujo\n\nNiggas want talk\nWhat they gone say\nI hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this\nYou muthafuckas gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nGasoline,\nThe roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\nI'ma let that shit burn\n\nBitch, I had one shot of na blunt\nRidin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it\nI got green on top of green\nDiamonds lookin' like I grew it\nD-town, the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\nBurn, bitch\nI let it burn bitch\nMy money straighta than a motherfuckin' perm bitch\nNo navigation, you can see that is my turn shit\nShorty give me all that brain and still ain't never learn shit\n\nOh that's your girl,\nDamn nigga you ain't learn shit\nShe naked in my studio\nI'm on that howard stern shit\nYep, I swear that mack 10 is barbell\nFinally famous, the cartel\nHit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell\nSame shit, different day\nI ain't broke no more, it's a different day\nDon't turn me down, I got shit to say\nMy purp strong like it's lifting weights\nIt sean don, sippin' chandon I got a bitch with them pom poms\nMy rolly don't tick tock, you shit sound like a time bomb\nBooom...\nLittle bitch...\n\nNiggas want talk\nWhat they gone say\nI hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this\nYou muthafuckas gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nGasoline,\nThe roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\nI'ma let that shit burn\n\nNiggas want talk\nWhat they gone say\nI hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this\nYou muthafuckas gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nGasoline,\nThe roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\nI'ma let that shit burn... burn","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Burn\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Dreams and Nightmares\n  duration_ms: 216000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Mmg nigga, chain all vs\n  I ain't with the bs\n  Catch me in the city riding hard through the bx\n  Skinny nigga, but I do it large like a 3x\n  The last nigga that tried to do me wrong, uhm he checked\n  Right back to that money slinging os in pj\n  I'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steady preject\n  Because we next and we flex like...\n\n  Like 90px, working all night\n  No breaks or recess\n  Vroom, vroom\n  Yeah, I know my car sound like a t-rex\n  Bitch I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a prius\n  My cousin finished school\n  Can't believe he graduated\n  I through him 20 thousand dollars\n  Told his ass congratulations\n  Cause me, I wasn't made for that shit\n  But I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his shit\n  And to all the hoes that was dissing, I prayed to god that you see me\n  I'm on the yard getting hella high, smoking good, that seaweed\n  Bad bitch and her chacha, grabbing on her chee ches\n  Million dollars bills on my email\n  You mad ass hell you ain't cc'd\n  Chain all vs\n  Bitch you know it's bs\n  Boy I run my city\n\n  End of story, nigga ps\n  All white maybach\n  Green bay they pack\n  Y'all niggas was slackin\n  Yeah, but I'm all nice new track\n  And they say life's a game of chess\n  You can play checkers all on my jacket\n  Because it donny ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers\n  I say yeah nigga I murder that\n  Pen em ear and serve em back\n  Niggas say they want beef\n  Well well the fucks my burgers at\n  I got white, was serving that\n  I been to jail, ain't going back\n  I alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard\n  She throw it back\n  I slammed off in the pussy\n  Blake griffin'd your hoe nigga\n  Maybach with ricky ross my chain rock like I know jigga\n  That's cause I do hoe\n  Shout out to my new hoe\n  That pussy pink like nuvo\n  And I dogged that, khujo\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Bitch, I had one shot of na blunt\n  Ridin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it\n  I got green on top of green\n  Diamonds lookin' like I grew it\n  D-town, the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\n  Burn, bitch\n  I let it burn bitch\n  My money straighta than a motherfuckin' perm bitch\n  No navigation, you can see that is my turn shit\n  Shorty give me all that brain and still ain't never learn shit\n\n  Oh that's your girl,\n  Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n  She naked in my studio\n  I'm on that howard stern shit\n  Yep, I swear that mack 10 is barbell\n  Finally famous, the cartel\n  Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell\n  Same shit, different day\n  I ain't broke no more, it's a different day\n  Don't turn me down, I got shit to say\n  My purp strong like it's lifting weights\n  It sean don, sippin' chandon I got a bitch with them pom poms\n  My rolly don't tick tock, you shit sound like a time bomb\n  Booom...\n  Little bitch...\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn... burn\n"},{"id":32455163,"name":"Burn","trackName":"Burn","artistName":"Meek Mill","albumName":"Dreamchasers 2","duration":214.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"God (Yea)\nOh God, Boi, (Yea)\nG.O.O.D. (MMG, Nigga)\n\nChain all V.S. I ain't with the B.S\nCatch me in your city riding hard through the B.X\nSkinny nigga but I do it Large like a 3X\nThe last nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked\nRight back to that money slinging O's in the P.Jects\nOr prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet\nCause we next and we flex like\n\n90PX, working all night no breaks or a recess\nVroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex\nBitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius\nMy cousin finished school can't believe he graduated\nThrew him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations\nCause me... I wasn't made for that shit\nBut I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit\nAnd to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God that you see me\nI'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that seaweed\nBad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's\nMillion dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed\nChain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city\n\nEnd of story, nigga P.S\nAll white Maybach Greenbay they packed\nY'all niggas was slackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'\nAnd they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket\nCause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big rappers\nI say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back\nNiggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?\nI got white was serving that I been to jail I ain't going back\nI alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back\nI slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga\nMaybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga\nThats cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho\nThat pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n\nBitch I had one shot and I ain't blow it\nRiding til the wheels fall off and they tow it\nI got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it\nD-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\nBurn bitch I let it burn bitch\nMy money straighter than a motherfucking perm bitch\nNo navigation you can see it is my turn chyea (swirv, swirv)\nShorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit\n\nOh that's your girl? Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\nShe naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\nI swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\nHit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\nSame shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\nDon't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\nIt's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\nMy Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.40] God (Yea)\n[00:03.48] Oh God, Boi, (Yea)\n[00:07.16] G.O.O.D. (MMG, Nigga)\n[00:11.88] Chain all V.S. I ain't with the B.S\n[00:14.74] Catch me in your city riding hard through the B.X\n[00:17.68] Skinny nigga but I do it Large like a 3X\n[00:20.33] The last nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked\n[00:23.45] Right back to that money slinging O's in the P.Jects\n[00:26.16] Or prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet\n[00:28.91] Cause we next and we flex like\n[00:31.95] 90PX, working all night no breaks or a recess\n[00:34.76] Vroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex\n[00:37.33] Bitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius\n[00:40.28] My cousin finished school can't believe he graduated\n[00:43.04] Threw him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations\n[00:46.19] Cause me... I wasn't made for that shit\n[00:48.72] But I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit\n[00:51.84] And to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God that you see me\n[00:54.88] I'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that seaweed\n[00:57.85] Bad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's\n[01:00.53] Million dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed\n[01:03.63] Chain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city\n[01:07.68] End of story, nigga P.S\n[01:09.35] All white Maybach Greenbay they packed\n[01:12.25] Y'all niggas was slackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'\n[01:14.77] And they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket\n[01:17.62] Cause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big rappers\n[01:20.61] I say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back\n[01:23.71] Niggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?\n[01:26.44] I got white was serving that I been to jail I ain't going back\n[01:29.46] I alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back\n[01:32.22] I slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga\n[01:35.22] Maybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga\n[01:38.13] Thats cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho\n[01:40.71] That pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo\n[01:43.37] Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n[01:46.22] I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n[01:49.23] Freaky bitches love the money I make\n[01:51.43] And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n[01:54.28] So let that shit burn\n[01:56.15] Let that shit burn\n[01:57.39] I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n[02:00.74] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[02:03.99] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[02:07.17] Bitch I had one shot and I ain't blow it\n[02:09.78] Riding til the wheels fall off and they tow it\n[02:12.28] I got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it\n[02:15.10] D-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra\n[02:18.34] Burn bitch I let it burn bitch\n[02:20.77] My money straighter than a motherfucking perm bitch\n[02:23.66] No navigation you can see it is my turn chyea (swirv, swirv)\n[02:26.36] Shorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit\n[02:29.21] Oh that's your girl? Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n[02:31.84] She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\n[02:35.12] I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\n[02:38.57] Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\n[02:41.21] Same shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\n[02:44.05] Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\n[02:47.08] It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\n[02:49.83] My Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n[02:57.89] Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n[03:00.85] I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n[03:03.96] Freaky bitches love the money I make\n[03:06.21] And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n[03:09.08] So let that shit burn\n[03:10.87] Let that shit burn\n[03:12.09] I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n[03:15.41] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:18.60] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:27.22] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:30.19] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:33.46] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Burn\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Dreamchasers 2\n  duration_ms: 214000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: God (Yea)\n  start_ms: 1400\n  end_ms: 3480\n- text: Oh God, Boi, (Yea)\n  start_ms: 3480\n  end_ms: 7160\n- text: G.O.O.D. 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(MMG, Nigga)\n\nChain all V.S. I ain't with the B.S\nCatch me in your city riding hard through the B.X\nSkinny nigga but I do it Large like a 3X\nThe last nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked\nRight back to that money slinging O's in the P.Jects\nOr prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet\nCause we next and we flex like\n\n90PX, working all night no breaks or a recess\nVroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex\nBitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius\nMy cousin finished school can't believe he graduated\nThrew him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations\nCause me... I wasn't made for that shit\nBut I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit\nAnd to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God that you see me\nI'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that seaweed\nBad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's\nMillion dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed\nChain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city\n\nEnd of story, nigga P.S\nAll white Maybach Greenbay they packed\nY'all niggas was slackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'\nAnd they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket\nCause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big rappers\nI say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back\nNiggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?\nI got white was serving that I been to jail I ain't going back\nI alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back\nI slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga\nMaybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga\nThats cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho\nThat pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n\nBitch I had one shot and I ain't blow it\nRiding til the wheels fall off and they tow it\nI got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it\nD-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\nBurn bitch I let it burn bitch\nMy money straighter than a motherfucking perm bitch\nNo navigation you can see it is my turn chyea (swirv, swirv)\nShorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit\n\nOh that's your girl? Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\nShe naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\nI swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\nHit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\nSame shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\nDon't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\nIt's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\nMy Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.40] God (Yea)\n[00:03.48] Oh God, Boi, (Yea)\n[00:07.16] G.O.O.D. 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Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n[02:31.84] She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\n[02:35.12] I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\n[02:38.57] Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\n[02:41.21] Same shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\n[02:44.05] Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\n[02:47.08] It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\n[02:49.83] My Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n[02:57.89] Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n[03:00.85] I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n[03:03.96] Freaky bitches love the money I make\n[03:06.21] And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n[03:09.08] So let that shit burn\n[03:10.87] Let that shit burn\n[03:12.09] I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n[03:15.41] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:18.60] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:27.22] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:30.19] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:33.46] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Burn\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Dreams and Nightmares (Deluxe Version)\n  duration_ms: 216000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: God (Yea)\n  start_ms: 1400\n  end_ms: 3480\n- text: Oh God, Boi, (Yea)\n  start_ms: 3480\n  end_ms: 7160\n- text: G.O.O.D. 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Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n  She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\n  I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\n  Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\n  Same shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\n  Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\n  It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\n  My Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n\n  Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n  I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n\n  Let that shit burn\n  I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n  The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n  The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n 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I prayed to god that you see me\nI'm on the yard getting hella high, smoking good, that seaweed\nBad bitch and her chacha, grabbing on her chee ches\nMillion dollars bills on my email\nYou mad ass hell you ain't cc'd\nChain all vs\nBitch you know it's bs\nBoy I run my city\n\nEnd of story, nigga ps\nAll white maybach\nGreen bay they pack\nY'all niggas was slackin\nYeah, but I'm all nice new track\nAnd they say life's a game of chess\nYou can play checkers all on my jacket\nBecause it donny ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers\nI say yeah nigga I murder that\nPen em ear and serve em back\nNiggas say they want beef\nWell well the fucks my burgers at\nI got white, was serving that\nI been to jail, ain't going back\nI alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard\nShe throw it back\nI slammed off in the pussy\nBlake griffin'd your hoe nigga\nMaybach with ricky ross my chain rock like I know jigga\nThat's cause I do hoe\nShout out to my new hoe\nThat pussy pink like nuvo\nAnd I dogged that, khujo\n\nNiggas want talk\nWhat they gone say\nI hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this\nYou muthafuckas gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nGasoline,\nThe roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\nI'ma let that shit burn\n\nBitch, I had one shot of na blunt\nRidin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it\nI got green on top of green\nDiamonds lookin' like I grew it\nD-town, the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\nBurn, bitch\nI let it burn bitch\nMy money straighta than a motherfuckin' perm bitch\nNo navigation, you can see that is my turn shit\nShorty give me all that brain and still ain't never learn shit\n\nOh that's your girl,\nDamn nigga you ain't learn shit\nShe naked in my studio\nI'm on that howard stern shit\nYep, I swear that mack 10 is barbell\nFinally famous, the cartel\nHit your girl in my whip and now that 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hire him and who all paid for his shit\n  And to all the hoes that was dissing, I prayed to god that you see me\n  I'm on the yard getting hella high, smoking good, that seaweed\n  Bad bitch and her chacha, grabbing on her chee ches\n  Million dollars bills on my email\n  You mad ass hell you ain't cc'd\n  Chain all vs\n  Bitch you know it's bs\n  Boy I run my city\n\n  End of story, nigga ps\n  All white maybach\n  Green bay they pack\n  Y'all niggas was slackin\n  Yeah, but I'm all nice new track\n  And they say life's a game of chess\n  You can play checkers all on my jacket\n  Because it donny ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers\n  I say yeah nigga I murder that\n  Pen em ear and serve em back\n  Niggas say they want beef\n  Well well the fucks my burgers at\n  I got white, was serving that\n  I been to jail, ain't going back\n  I alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard\n  She throw it back\n  I slammed off in the pussy\n  Blake griffin'd your hoe nigga\n  Maybach with ricky ross my chain rock like I know jigga\n  That's cause I do hoe\n  Shout out to my new hoe\n  That pussy pink like nuvo\n  And I dogged that, khujo\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Bitch, I had one shot of na blunt\n  Ridin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it\n  I got green on top of green\n  Diamonds lookin' like I grew it\n  D-town, the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\n  Burn, bitch\n  I let it burn bitch\n  My money straighta than a motherfuckin' perm bitch\n  No navigation, you can see that is my turn shit\n  Shorty give me all that brain and still ain't never learn shit\n\n  Oh that's your girl,\n  Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n  She naked in my studio\n  I'm on that howard stern shit\n  Yep, I swear that mack 10 is barbell\n  Finally famous, the cartel\n  Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell\n  Same shit, different day\n  I ain't broke no more, it's a different day\n  Don't turn me down, I got shit to say\n  My purp strong like it's lifting weights\n  It sean don, sippin' chandon I got a bitch with them pom poms\n  My rolly don't tick tock, you shit sound like a time bomb\n  Booom...\n  Little bitch...\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn... burn\n"},{"id":21846194,"name":"Burn","trackName":"Burn","artistName":"Meek Mill","albumName":"Dreams and Nightmares (Deluxe Edition)","duration":216.666667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Mmg nigga, chain all vs\nI ain't with the bs\nCatch me in the city riding hard through the bx\nSkinny nigga, but I do it large like a 3x\nThe last nigga that tried to do me wrong, uhm he checked\nRight back to that money slinging os in pj\nI'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steady preject\nBecause we next and we flex like...\n\nLike 90px, working all night\nNo breaks or recess\nVroom, vroom\nYeah, I know my car sound like a t-rex\nBitch I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a prius\nMy cousin finished school\nCan't believe he graduated\nI through him 20 thousand dollars\nTold his ass congratulations\nCause me, I wasn't made for that shit\nBut I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his shit\nAnd to all the hoes that was dissing, I prayed to god that you see me\nI'm on the yard getting hella high, smoking good, that seaweed\nBad bitch and her chacha, grabbing on her chee ches\nMillion dollars bills on my email\nYou mad ass hell you ain't cc'd\nChain all vs\nBitch you know it's bs\nBoy I run my city\n\nEnd of story, nigga ps\nAll white maybach\nGreen bay they pack\nY'all niggas was slackin\nYeah, but I'm all nice new track\nAnd they say life's a game of chess\nYou can play checkers all on my jacket\nBecause it donny ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers\nI say yeah nigga I murder that\nPen em ear and serve em back\nNiggas say they want beef\nWell well the fucks my burgers at\nI got white, was serving that\nI been to jail, ain't going back\nI alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard\nShe throw it back\nI slammed off in the pussy\nBlake griffin'd your hoe nigga\nMaybach with ricky ross my chain rock like I know jigga\nThat's cause I do hoe\nShout out to my new hoe\nThat pussy pink like nuvo\nAnd I dogged that, khujo\n\nNiggas want talk\nWhat they gone say\nI hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this\nYou muthafuckas gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nGasoline,\nThe roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\nI'ma let that shit burn\n\nBitch, I had one shot of na blunt\nRidin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it\nI got green on top of green\nDiamonds lookin' like I grew it\nD-town, the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\nBurn, bitch\nI let it burn bitch\nMy money straighta than a motherfuckin' perm bitch\nNo navigation, you can see that is my turn shit\nShorty give me all that brain and still ain't never learn shit\n\nOh that's your girl,\nDamn nigga you ain't learn shit\nShe naked in my studio\nI'm on that howard stern shit\nYep, I swear that mack 10 is barbell\nFinally famous, the cartel\nHit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell\nSame shit, different day\nI ain't broke no more, it's a different day\nDon't turn me down, I got shit to say\nMy purp strong like it's lifting weights\nIt sean don, sippin' chandon I got a bitch with them pom poms\nMy rolly don't tick tock, you shit sound like a time bomb\nBooom...\nLittle bitch...\n\nNiggas want talk\nWhat they gone say\nI hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this\nYou muthafuckas gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nGasoline,\nThe roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\nI'ma let that shit burn\n\nNiggas want talk\nWhat they gone say\nI hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this\nYou muthafuckas gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nGasoline,\nThe roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\nI'ma let that shit burn... burn","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Burn\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Dreams and Nightmares (Deluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 216667\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Mmg nigga, chain all vs\n  I ain't with the bs\n  Catch me in the city riding hard through the bx\n  Skinny nigga, but I do it large like a 3x\n  The last nigga that tried to do me wrong, uhm he checked\n  Right back to that money slinging os in pj\n  I'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steady preject\n  Because we next and we flex like...\n\n  Like 90px, working all night\n  No breaks or recess\n  Vroom, vroom\n  Yeah, I know my car sound like a t-rex\n  Bitch I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a prius\n  My cousin finished school\n  Can't believe he graduated\n  I through him 20 thousand dollars\n  Told his ass congratulations\n  Cause me, I wasn't made for that shit\n  But I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his shit\n  And to all the hoes that was dissing, I prayed to god that you see me\n  I'm on the yard getting hella high, smoking good, that seaweed\n  Bad bitch and her chacha, grabbing on her chee ches\n  Million dollars bills on my email\n  You mad ass hell you ain't cc'd\n  Chain all vs\n  Bitch you know it's bs\n  Boy I run my city\n\n  End of story, nigga ps\n  All white maybach\n  Green bay they pack\n  Y'all niggas was slackin\n  Yeah, but I'm all nice new track\n  And they say life's a game of chess\n  You can play checkers all on my jacket\n  Because it donny ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers\n  I say yeah nigga I murder that\n  Pen em ear and serve em back\n  Niggas say they want beef\n  Well well the fucks my burgers at\n  I got white, was serving that\n  I been to jail, ain't going back\n  I alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard\n  She throw it back\n  I slammed off in the pussy\n  Blake griffin'd your hoe nigga\n  Maybach with ricky ross my chain rock like I know jigga\n  That's cause I do hoe\n  Shout out to my new hoe\n  That pussy pink like nuvo\n  And I dogged that, khujo\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Bitch, I had one shot of na blunt\n  Ridin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it\n  I got green on top of green\n  Diamonds lookin' like I grew it\n  D-town, the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\n  Burn, bitch\n  I let it burn bitch\n  My money straighta than a motherfuckin' perm bitch\n  No navigation, you can see that is my turn shit\n  Shorty give me all that brain and still ain't never learn shit\n\n  Oh that's your girl,\n  Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n  She naked in my studio\n  I'm on that howard stern shit\n  Yep, I swear that mack 10 is barbell\n  Finally famous, the cartel\n  Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell\n  Same shit, different day\n  I ain't broke no more, it's a different day\n  Don't turn me down, I got shit to say\n  My purp strong like it's lifting weights\n  It sean don, sippin' chandon I got a bitch with them pom poms\n  My rolly don't tick tock, you shit sound like a time bomb\n  Booom...\n  Little bitch...\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn... burn\n"},{"id":37629187,"name":"Burn","trackName":"Burn","artistName":"Meek Mill","albumName":"Singles","duration":5.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Mmg nigga, chain all vs\nI ain't with the bs\nCatch me in the city riding hard through the bx\nSkinny nigga, but I do it large like a 3x\nThe last nigga that tried to do me wrong, uhm he checked\nRight back to that money slinging os in pj\nI'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steady preject\nBecause we next and we flex like...\n\nLike 90px, working all night\nNo breaks or recess\nVroom, vroom\nYeah, I know my car sound like a t-rex\nBitch I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a prius\nMy cousin finished school\nCan't believe he graduated\nI through him 20 thousand dollars\nTold his ass congratulations\nCause me, I wasn't made for that shit\nBut I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his shit\nAnd to all the hoes that was dissing, I prayed to god that you see me\nI'm on the yard getting hella high, smoking good, that seaweed\nBad bitch and her chacha, grabbing on her chee ches\nMillion dollars bills on my email\nYou mad ass hell you ain't cc'd\nChain all vs\nBitch you know it's bs\nBoy I run my city\n\nEnd of story, nigga ps\nAll white maybach\nGreen bay they pack\nY'all niggas was slackin\nYeah, but I'm all nice new track\nAnd they say life's a game of chess\nYou can play checkers all on my jacket\nBecause it donny ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers\nI say yeah nigga I murder that\nPen em ear and serve em back\nNiggas say they want beef\nWell well the fucks my burgers at\nI got white, was serving that\nI been to jail, ain't going back\nI alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard\nShe throw it back\nI slammed off in the pussy\nBlake griffin'd your hoe nigga\nMaybach with ricky ross my chain rock like I know jigga\nThat's cause I do hoe\nShout out to my new hoe\nThat pussy pink like nuvo\nAnd I dogged that, khujo\n\nNiggas want talk\nWhat they gone say\nI hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this\nYou muthafuckas gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nGasoline,\nThe roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\nI'ma let that shit burn\n\nBitch, I had one shot of na blunt\nRidin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it\nI got green on top of green\nDiamonds lookin' like I grew it\nD-town, the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\nBurn, bitch\nI let it burn bitch\nMy money straighta than a motherfuckin' perm bitch\nNo navigation, you can see that is my turn shit\nShorty give me all that brain and still ain't never learn shit\n\nOh that's your girl,\nDamn nigga you ain't learn shit\nShe naked in my studio\nI'm on that howard stern shit\nYep, I swear that mack 10 is barbell\nFinally famous, the cartel\nHit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell\nSame shit, different day\nI ain't broke no more, it's a different day\nDon't turn me down, I got shit to say\nMy purp strong like it's lifting weights\nIt sean don, sippin' chandon I got a bitch with them pom poms\nMy rolly don't tick tock, you shit sound like a time bomb\nBooom...\nLittle bitch...\n\nNiggas want talk\nWhat they gone say\nI hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this\nYou muthafuckas gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nGasoline,\nThe roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\nI'ma let that shit burn\n\nNiggas want talk\nWhat they gone say\nI hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this\nYou muthafuckas gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nLet that shit burn\nGasoline,\nThe roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\nI'ma let that shit burn... burn","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Burn\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Singles\n  duration_ms: 5000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Mmg nigga, chain all vs\n  I ain't with the bs\n  Catch me in the city riding hard through the bx\n  Skinny nigga, but I do it large like a 3x\n  The last nigga that tried to do me wrong, uhm he checked\n  Right back to that money slinging os in pj\n  I'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steady preject\n  Because we next and we flex like...\n\n  Like 90px, working all night\n  No breaks or recess\n  Vroom, vroom\n  Yeah, I know my car sound like a t-rex\n  Bitch I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a prius\n  My cousin finished school\n  Can't believe he graduated\n  I through him 20 thousand dollars\n  Told his ass congratulations\n  Cause me, I wasn't made for that shit\n  But I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his shit\n  And to all the hoes that was dissing, I prayed to god that you see me\n  I'm on the yard getting hella high, smoking good, that seaweed\n  Bad bitch and her chacha, grabbing on her chee ches\n  Million dollars bills on my email\n  You mad ass hell you ain't cc'd\n  Chain all vs\n  Bitch you know it's bs\n  Boy I run my city\n\n  End of story, nigga ps\n  All white maybach\n  Green bay they pack\n  Y'all niggas was slackin\n  Yeah, but I'm all nice new track\n  And they say life's a game of chess\n  You can play checkers all on my jacket\n  Because it donny ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers\n  I say yeah nigga I murder that\n  Pen em ear and serve em back\n  Niggas say they want beef\n  Well well the fucks my burgers at\n  I got white, was serving that\n  I been to jail, ain't going back\n  I alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard\n  She throw it back\n  I slammed off in the pussy\n  Blake griffin'd your hoe nigga\n  Maybach with ricky ross my chain rock like I know jigga\n  That's cause I do hoe\n  Shout out to my new hoe\n  That pussy pink like nuvo\n  And I dogged that, khujo\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Bitch, I had one shot of na blunt\n  Ridin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it\n  I got green on top of green\n  Diamonds lookin' like I grew it\n  D-town, the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\n  Burn, bitch\n  I let it burn bitch\n  My money straighta than a motherfuckin' perm bitch\n  No navigation, you can see that is my turn shit\n  Shorty give me all that brain and still ain't never learn shit\n\n  Oh that's your girl,\n  Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n  She naked in my studio\n  I'm on that howard stern shit\n  Yep, I swear that mack 10 is barbell\n  Finally famous, the cartel\n  Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell\n  Same shit, different day\n  I ain't broke no more, it's a different day\n  Don't turn me down, I got shit to say\n  My purp strong like it's lifting weights\n  It sean don, sippin' chandon I got a bitch with them pom poms\n  My rolly don't tick tock, you shit sound like a time bomb\n  Booom...\n  Little bitch...\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn... burn\n"},{"id":9399808,"name":"Burn (feat. Big Sean)","trackName":"Burn (feat. Big Sean)","artistName":"Meek Mill/Big Sean","albumName":"Burn (feat. Big Sean)","duration":217.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"God (Yea)\nOh God, Boi, (Yea)\nG.O.O.D. (MMG, Nigga)\n\nChain all V.S. I ain't with the B.S\nCatch me in your city riding hard through the B.X\nSkinny nigga but I do it Large like a 3X\nThe last nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked\nRight back to that money slinging O's in the P.Jects\nOr prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet\nCause we next and we flex like\n\n90PX, working all night no breaks or a recess\nVroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex\nBitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius\nMy cousin finished school can't believe he graduated\nThrew him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations\nCause me... I wasn't made for that shit\nBut I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit\nAnd to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God that you see me\nI'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that seaweed\nBad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's\nMillion dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed\nChain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city\n\nEnd of story, nigga P.S\nAll white Maybach Greenbay they packed\nY'all niggas was slackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'\nAnd they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket\nCause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big rappers\nI say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back\nNiggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?\nI got white was serving that I been to jail I ain't going back\nI alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back\nI slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga\nMaybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga\nThats cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho\nThat pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n\nBitch I had one shot and I ain't blow it\nRiding til the wheels fall off and they tow it\nI got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it\nD-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\nBurn bitch I let it burn bitch\nMy money straighter than a motherfucking perm bitch\nNo navigation you can see it is my turn chyea (swirv, swirv)\nShorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit\n\nOh that's your girl? Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\nShe naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\nI swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\nHit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\nSame shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\nDon't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\nIt's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\nMy Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.40] God (Yea)\n[00:03.48] Oh God, Boi, (Yea)\n[00:07.16] G.O.O.D. (MMG, Nigga)\n[00:11.88] Chain all V.S. I ain't with the B.S\n[00:14.74] Catch me in your city riding hard through the B.X\n[00:17.68] Skinny nigga but I do it Large like a 3X\n[00:20.33] The last nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked\n[00:23.45] Right back to that money slinging O's in the P.Jects\n[00:26.16] Or prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet\n[00:28.91] Cause we next and we flex like\n[00:31.95] 90PX, working all night no breaks or a recess\n[00:34.76] Vroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex\n[00:37.33] Bitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius\n[00:40.28] My cousin finished school can't believe he graduated\n[00:43.04] Threw him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations\n[00:46.19] Cause me... I wasn't made for that shit\n[00:48.72] But I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit\n[00:51.84] And to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God that you see me\n[00:54.88] I'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that seaweed\n[00:57.85] Bad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's\n[01:00.53] Million dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed\n[01:03.63] Chain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city\n[01:07.68] End of story, nigga P.S\n[01:09.35] All white Maybach Greenbay they packed\n[01:12.25] Y'all niggas was slackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'\n[01:14.77] And they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket\n[01:17.62] Cause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big rappers\n[01:20.61] I say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back\n[01:23.71] Niggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?\n[01:26.44] I got white was serving that I been to jail I ain't going back\n[01:29.46] I alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back\n[01:32.22] I slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga\n[01:35.22] Maybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga\n[01:38.13] Thats cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho\n[01:40.71] That pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo\n[01:43.37] Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n[01:46.22] I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n[01:49.23] Freaky bitches love the money I make\n[01:51.43] And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n[01:54.28] So let that shit burn\n[01:56.15] Let that shit burn\n[01:57.39] I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n[02:00.74] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[02:03.99] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[02:07.17] Bitch I had one shot and I ain't blow it\n[02:09.78] Riding til the wheels fall off and they tow it\n[02:12.28] I got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it\n[02:15.10] D-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra\n[02:18.34] Burn bitch I let it burn bitch\n[02:20.77] My money straighter than a motherfucking perm bitch\n[02:23.66] No navigation you can see it is my turn chyea (swirv, swirv)\n[02:26.36] Shorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit\n[02:29.21] Oh that's your girl? Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n[02:31.84] She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\n[02:35.12] I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\n[02:38.57] Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\n[02:41.21] Same shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\n[02:44.05] Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\n[02:47.08] It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\n[02:49.83] My Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n[02:57.89] Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n[03:00.85] I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n[03:03.96] Freaky bitches love the money I make\n[03:06.21] And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n[03:09.08] So let that shit burn\n[03:10.87] Let that shit burn\n[03:12.09] I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n[03:15.41] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:18.60] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:27.22] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:30.19] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:33.46] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Burn (feat. 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(MMG, Nigga)\n\nChain all V.S. I ain't with the B.S\nCatch me in your city riding hard through the B.X\nSkinny nigga but I do it Large like a 3X\nThe last nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked\nRight back to that money slinging O's in the P.Jects\nOr prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet\nCause we next and we flex like\n\n90PX, working all night no breaks or a recess\nVroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex\nBitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius\nMy cousin finished school can't believe he graduated\nThrew him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations\nCause me... I wasn't made for that shit\nBut I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit\nAnd to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God that you see me\nI'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that seaweed\nBad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's\nMillion dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed\nChain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city\n\nEnd of story, nigga P.S\nAll white Maybach Greenbay they packed\nY'all niggas was slackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'\nAnd they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket\nCause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big rappers\nI say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back\nNiggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?\nI got white was serving that I been to jail I ain't going back\nI alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back\nI slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga\nMaybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga\nThats cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho\nThat pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n\nBitch I had one shot and I ain't blow it\nRiding til the wheels fall off and they tow it\nI got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it\nD-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\nBurn bitch I let it burn bitch\nMy money straighter than a motherfucking perm bitch\nNo navigation you can see it is my turn chyea (swirv, swirv)\nShorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit\n\nOh that's your girl? Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\nShe naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\nI swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\nHit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\nSame shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\nDon't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\nIt's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\nMy Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.46] God (Yea)\n[00:03.47] Oh God, Boi, (Yea)\n[00:07.19] G.O.O.D. 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Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n[02:31.82] She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\n[02:35.13] I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\n[02:38.52] Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\n[02:41.21] Same shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\n[02:44.09] Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\n[02:47.01] It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\n[02:49.83] My Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n[02:57.87] Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n[03:00.85] I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n[03:03.92] Freaky bitches love the money I make\n[03:06.22] And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n[03:09.08] So let that shit burn\n[03:10.89] Let that shit burn\n[03:12.00] I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n[03:15.43] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:18.66] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:27.26] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:30.19] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:33.42] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Burn [Bonus Track]\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Dreams And Nightmares (Deluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 217000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: God (Yea)\n  start_ms: 1460\n  end_ms: 3470\n- text: Oh God, Boi, (Yea)\n  start_ms: 3470\n  end_ms: 7190\n- text: G.O.O.D. 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Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n  She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\n  I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\n  Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\n  Same shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\n  Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\n  It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\n  My Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n\n  Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n  I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n\n  Let that shit burn\n  I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n  The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n  The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n"},{"id":19635439,"name":"Burn (feat. 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Big Sean)\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Dreamchasers 2\n  duration_ms: 214491\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Mmg nigga, chain all vs\n  I ain't with the bs\n  Catch me in the city riding hard through the bx\n  Skinny nigga, but I do it large like a 3x\n  The last nigga that tried to do me wrong, uhm he checked\n  Right back to that money slinging os in pj\n  I'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steady preject\n  Because we next and we flex like...\n\n  Like 90px, working all night\n  No breaks or recess\n  Vroom, vroom\n  Yeah, I know my car sound like a t-rex\n  Bitch I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a prius\n  My cousin finished school\n  Can't believe he graduated\n  I through him 20 thousand dollars\n  Told his ass congratulations\n  Cause me, I wasn't made for that shit\n  But I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his shit\n  And to all the hoes that was dissing, I prayed to god that you see me\n  I'm on the yard getting hella high, smoking good, that seaweed\n  Bad bitch and her chacha, grabbing on her chee ches\n  Million dollars bills on my email\n  You mad ass hell you ain't cc'd\n  Chain all vs\n  Bitch you know it's bs\n  Boy I run my city\n\n  End of story, nigga ps\n  All white maybach\n  Green bay they pack\n  Y'all niggas was slackin\n  Yeah, but I'm all nice new track\n  And they say life's a game of chess\n  You can play checkers all on my jacket\n  Because it donny ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers\n  I say yeah nigga I murder that\n  Pen em ear and serve em back\n  Niggas say they want beef\n  Well well the fucks my burgers at\n  I got white, was serving that\n  I been to jail, ain't going back\n  I alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard\n  She throw it back\n  I slammed off in the pussy\n  Blake griffin'd your hoe nigga\n  Maybach with ricky ross my chain rock like I know jigga\n  That's cause I do hoe\n  Shout out to my new hoe\n  That pussy pink like nuvo\n  And I dogged that, khujo\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Bitch, I had one shot of na blunt\n  Ridin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it\n  I got green on top of green\n  Diamonds lookin' like I grew it\n  D-town, the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\n  Burn, bitch\n  I let it burn bitch\n  My money straighta than a motherfuckin' perm bitch\n  No navigation, you can see that is my turn shit\n  Shorty give me all that brain and still ain't never learn shit\n\n  Oh that's your girl,\n  Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n  She naked in my studio\n  I'm on that howard stern shit\n  Yep, I swear that mack 10 is barbell\n  Finally famous, the cartel\n  Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell\n  Same shit, different day\n  I ain't broke no more, it's a different day\n  Don't turn me down, I got shit to say\n  My purp strong like it's lifting weights\n  It sean don, sippin' chandon I got a bitch with them pom poms\n  My rolly don't tick tock, you shit sound like a time bomb\n  Booom...\n  Little bitch...\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn... burn\n"},{"id":19017624,"name":"Burn (feat. 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Big Sean)\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Dreams and Nightmares\n  duration_ms: 216667\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Mmg nigga, chain all vs\n  I ain't with the bs\n  Catch me in the city riding hard through the bx\n  Skinny nigga, but I do it large like a 3x\n  The last nigga that tried to do me wrong, uhm he checked\n  Right back to that money slinging os in pj\n  I'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steady preject\n  Because we next and we flex like...\n\n  Like 90px, working all night\n  No breaks or recess\n  Vroom, vroom\n  Yeah, I know my car sound like a t-rex\n  Bitch I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a prius\n  My cousin finished school\n  Can't believe he graduated\n  I through him 20 thousand dollars\n  Told his ass congratulations\n  Cause me, I wasn't made for that shit\n  But I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his shit\n  And to all the hoes that was dissing, I prayed to god that you see me\n  I'm on the yard getting hella high, smoking good, that seaweed\n  Bad bitch and her chacha, grabbing on her chee ches\n  Million dollars bills on my email\n  You mad ass hell you ain't cc'd\n  Chain all vs\n  Bitch you know it's bs\n  Boy I run my city\n\n  End of story, nigga ps\n  All white maybach\n  Green bay they pack\n  Y'all niggas was slackin\n  Yeah, but I'm all nice new track\n  And they say life's a game of chess\n  You can play checkers all on my jacket\n  Because it donny ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers\n  I say yeah nigga I murder that\n  Pen em ear and serve em back\n  Niggas say they want beef\n  Well well the fucks my burgers at\n  I got white, was serving that\n  I been to jail, ain't going back\n  I alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard\n  She throw it back\n  I slammed off in the pussy\n  Blake griffin'd your hoe nigga\n  Maybach with ricky ross my chain rock like I know jigga\n  That's cause I do hoe\n  Shout out to my new hoe\n  That pussy pink like nuvo\n  And I dogged that, khujo\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Bitch, I had one shot of na blunt\n  Ridin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it\n  I got green on top of green\n  Diamonds lookin' like I grew it\n  D-town, the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\n  Burn, bitch\n  I let it burn bitch\n  My money straighta than a motherfuckin' perm bitch\n  No navigation, you can see that is my turn shit\n  Shorty give me all that brain and still ain't never learn shit\n\n  Oh that's your girl,\n  Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n  She naked in my studio\n  I'm on that howard stern shit\n  Yep, I swear that mack 10 is barbell\n  Finally famous, the cartel\n  Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell\n  Same shit, different day\n  I ain't broke no more, it's a different day\n  Don't turn me down, I got shit to say\n  My purp strong like it's lifting weights\n  It sean don, sippin' chandon I got a bitch with them pom poms\n  My rolly don't tick tock, you shit sound like a time bomb\n  Booom...\n  Little bitch...\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn... burn\n"},{"id":14097355,"name":"Burn (ft. Big Sean)","trackName":"Burn (ft. Big Sean)","artistName":"Meek Mill","albumName":"www.thenewlofi.com","duration":217.7306,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"God (Yea)\nOh God, Boi, (Yea)\nG.O.O.D. (MMG, Nigga)\n\nChain all V.S. I ain't with the B.S\nCatch me in your city riding hard through the B.X\nSkinny nigga but I do it Large like a 3X\nThe last nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked\nRight back to that money slinging O's in the P.Jects\nOr prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet\nCause we next and we flex like\n\n90PX, working all night no breaks or a recess\nVroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex\nBitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius\nMy cousin finished school can't believe he graduated\nThrew him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations\nCause me... I wasn't made for that shit\nBut I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit\nAnd to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God that you see me\nI'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that seaweed\nBad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's\nMillion dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed\nChain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city\n\nEnd of story, nigga P.S\nAll white Maybach Greenbay they packed\nY'all niggas was slackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'\nAnd they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket\nCause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big rappers\nI say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back\nNiggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?\nI got white was serving that I been to jail I ain't going back\nI alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back\nI slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga\nMaybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga\nThats cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho\nThat pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n\nBitch I had one shot and I ain't blow it\nRiding til the wheels fall off and they tow it\nI got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it\nD-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\nBurn bitch I let it burn bitch\nMy money straighter than a motherfucking perm bitch\nNo navigation you can see it is my turn chyea (swirv, swirv)\nShorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit\n\nOh that's your girl? Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\nShe naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\nI swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\nHit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\nSame shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\nDon't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\nIt's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\nMy Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.40] God (Yea)\n[00:03.48] Oh God, Boi, (Yea)\n[00:07.16] G.O.O.D. 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Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n[02:31.84] She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\n[02:35.12] I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\n[02:38.57] Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\n[02:41.21] Same shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\n[02:44.05] Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\n[02:47.08] It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\n[02:49.83] My Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n[02:57.89] Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n[03:00.85] I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n[03:03.96] Freaky bitches love the money I make\n[03:06.21] And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n[03:09.08] So let that shit burn\n[03:10.87] Let that shit burn\n[03:12.09] I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n[03:15.41] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:18.60] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:27.22] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:30.19] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:33.46] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Burn (ft. 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(MMG, Nigga)\n\nChain all V.S. I ain't with the B.S\nCatch me in your city riding hard through the B.X\nSkinny nigga but I do it Large like a 3X\nThe last nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked\nRight back to that money slinging O's in the P.Jects\nOr prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet\nCause we next and we flex like\n\n90PX, working all night no breaks or a recess\nVroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex\nBitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius\nMy cousin finished school can't believe he graduated\nThrew him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations\nCause me... I wasn't made for that shit\nBut I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit\nAnd to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God that you see me\nI'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that seaweed\nBad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's\nMillion dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed\nChain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city\n\nEnd of story, nigga P.S\nAll white Maybach Greenbay they packed\nY'all niggas was slackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'\nAnd they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket\nCause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big rappers\nI say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back\nNiggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?\nI got white was serving that I been to jail I ain't going back\nI alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back\nI slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga\nMaybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga\nThats cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho\nThat pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n\nBitch I had one shot and I ain't blow it\nRiding til the wheels fall off and they tow it\nI got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it\nD-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\nBurn bitch I let it burn bitch\nMy money straighter than a motherfucking perm bitch\nNo navigation you can see it is my turn chyea (swirv, swirv)\nShorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit\n\nOh that's your girl? Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\nShe naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\nI swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\nHit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\nSame shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\nDon't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\nIt's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\nMy Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n\nNiggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\nI hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\nFreaky bitches love the money I make\nAnd to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\nSo let that shit burn\n\nLet that shit burn\nI'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\nThe roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.40] God (Yea)\n[00:03.48] Oh God, Boi, (Yea)\n[00:07.16] G.O.O.D. 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I wasn't made for that shit\n[00:48.72] But I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit\n[00:51.84] And to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God that you see me\n[00:54.88] I'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that seaweed\n[00:57.85] Bad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's\n[01:00.53] Million dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed\n[01:03.63] Chain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city\n[01:07.68] End of story, nigga P.S\n[01:09.35] All white Maybach Greenbay they packed\n[01:12.25] Y'all niggas was slackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'\n[01:14.77] And they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket\n[01:17.62] Cause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big rappers\n[01:20.61] I say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back\n[01:23.71] Niggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?\n[01:26.44] I got white was serving that I been to jail I ain't going back\n[01:29.46] I alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back\n[01:32.22] I slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga\n[01:35.22] Maybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga\n[01:38.13] Thats cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho\n[01:40.71] That pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo\n[01:43.37] Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n[01:46.22] I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n[01:49.23] Freaky bitches love the money I make\n[01:51.43] And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n[01:54.28] So let that shit burn\n[01:56.15] Let that shit burn\n[01:57.39] I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n[02:00.74] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[02:03.99] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[02:07.17] Bitch I had one shot and I ain't blow it\n[02:09.78] Riding til the wheels fall off and they tow it\n[02:12.28] I got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it\n[02:15.10] D-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra\n[02:18.34] Burn bitch I let it burn bitch\n[02:20.77] My money straighter than a motherfucking perm bitch\n[02:23.66] No navigation you can see it is my turn chyea (swirv, swirv)\n[02:26.36] Shorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit\n[02:29.21] Oh that's your girl? Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n[02:31.84] She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit\n[02:35.12] I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel\n[02:38.57] Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell\n[02:41.21] Same shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day\n[02:44.05] Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights\n[02:47.08] It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's\n[02:49.83] My Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom... lil' bitch\n[02:57.89] Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)\n[03:00.85] I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)\n[03:03.96] Freaky bitches love the money I make\n[03:06.21] And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay\n[03:09.08] So let that shit burn\n[03:10.87] Let that shit burn\n[03:12.09] I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)\n[03:15.41] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:18.60] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:27.22] The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher\n[03:30.19] 50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn\n[03:33.46] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Burn Ft Big Sean\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Dreamchaser 2\n  duration_ms: 214491\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: God (Yea)\n  start_ms: 1400\n  end_ms: 3480\n- text: Oh God, Boi, (Yea)\n  start_ms: 3480\n  end_ms: 7160\n- text: G.O.O.D. 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Big Sean)\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: Dreams and Nightmares (Deluxe Version)\n  duration_ms: 216667\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Mmg nigga, chain all vs\n  I ain't with the bs\n  Catch me in the city riding hard through the bx\n  Skinny nigga, but I do it large like a 3x\n  The last nigga that tried to do me wrong, uhm he checked\n  Right back to that money slinging os in pj\n  I'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steady preject\n  Because we next and we flex like...\n\n  Like 90px, working all night\n  No breaks or recess\n  Vroom, vroom\n  Yeah, I know my car sound like a t-rex\n  Bitch I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a prius\n  My cousin finished school\n  Can't believe he graduated\n  I through him 20 thousand dollars\n  Told his ass congratulations\n  Cause me, I wasn't made for that shit\n  But I could prolly hire him and who all paid for his shit\n  And to all the hoes that was dissing, I prayed to god that you see me\n  I'm on the yard getting hella high, smoking good, that seaweed\n  Bad bitch and her chacha, grabbing on her chee ches\n  Million dollars bills on my email\n  You mad ass hell you ain't cc'd\n  Chain all vs\n  Bitch you know it's bs\n  Boy I run my city\n\n  End of story, nigga ps\n  All white maybach\n  Green bay they pack\n  Y'all niggas was slackin\n  Yeah, but I'm all nice new track\n  And they say life's a game of chess\n  You can play checkers all on my jacket\n  Because it donny ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers\n  I say yeah nigga I murder that\n  Pen em ear and serve em back\n  Niggas say they want beef\n  Well well the fucks my burgers at\n  I got white, was serving that\n  I been to jail, ain't going back\n  I alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard\n  She throw it back\n  I slammed off in the pussy\n  Blake griffin'd your hoe nigga\n  Maybach with ricky ross my chain rock like I know jigga\n  That's cause I do hoe\n  Shout out to my new hoe\n  That pussy pink like nuvo\n  And I dogged that, khujo\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Bitch, I had one shot of na blunt\n  Ridin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it\n  I got green on top of green\n  Diamonds lookin' like I grew it\n  D-town, the hood behind me like a king cobra\n\n  Burn, bitch\n  I let it burn bitch\n  My money straighta than a motherfuckin' perm bitch\n  No navigation, you can see that is my turn shit\n  Shorty give me all that brain and still ain't never learn shit\n\n  Oh that's your girl,\n  Damn nigga you ain't learn shit\n  She naked in my studio\n  I'm on that howard stern shit\n  Yep, I swear that mack 10 is barbell\n  Finally famous, the cartel\n  Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell\n  Same shit, different day\n  I ain't broke no more, it's a different day\n  Don't turn me down, I got shit to say\n  My purp strong like it's lifting weights\n  It sean don, sippin' chandon I got a bitch with them pom poms\n  My rolly don't tick tock, you shit sound like a time bomb\n  Booom...\n  Little bitch...\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn\n\n  Niggas want talk\n  What they gone say\n  I hit the pedal til that muthafucka break\n  Freaky bitches love the money I make\n  And to live like this\n  You muthafuckas gotta pay\n  So let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Let that shit burn\n  Gasoline,\n  The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher\n  50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles\n  I'ma let that shit burn... burn\n"}]