[{"id":29130780,"name":"Sweet Love - Method Man/Cappadonna/Streetlife","trackName":"Sweet Love - Method Man/Cappadonna/Streetlife","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Tical 2000 : Judgement Day","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Excuse me gorgeous.\n\nJust maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\nMet this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\nShot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\nMassaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\nSweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\nHigh cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\nJump in, take a spin, destination Staten\nI have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\nShe replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\nI looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\nShe pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\nCocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\nNow I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\nOut of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\nDeep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n\nLovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nWe connected like a train from the first ordeal\nI stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\nbut like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\nI flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\nShe said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\nI said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\nSweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n\nStripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n\nSweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\nSweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\nIt's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\nby the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\nMy finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\ngot you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\nin your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\nI love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\nYouse the Star by far, look at you Ma\nShake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\nWhattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\nbut the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\nWe talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\nyou'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\nPullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\nslow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\nNo doubt, you got the best trout there can be\nNot an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\nYou'd rather deal with monogamy\nQueen to be held, Black Mahogany\nYou're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n\nNow you can't stand it, you've been touched\nThat's when I felt the blood rush\nGettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\nVolcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n\"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:19.60] Excuse me gorgeous.\n[00:21.93] Just maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\n[00:25.22] Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\n[00:27.87] Shot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\n[00:30.49] Massaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\n[00:33.40] Sweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\n[00:36.52] High cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\n[00:39.12] Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten\n[00:41.62] I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\n[00:45.20] She replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\n[00:48.09] I looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\n[00:50.76] She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\n[00:53.76] Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\n[00:56.04] Now I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\n[00:58.51] Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\n[01:01.47] Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n[01:04.31] Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n[01:07.83] Love is love Love, love is love Love\n[01:11.74] Love is love Love, love is love Love\n[01:13.64] We connected like a train from the first ordeal\n[01:15.61] I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\n[01:18.75] But like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\n[01:21.28] I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\n[01:24.03] She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n[01:26.66] I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\n[01:29.45] Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n[01:32.49] Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n[01:35.52] Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n[01:38.26] Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n[01:40.77] It's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\n[01:44.15] By the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\n[01:46.56] My finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\n[01:49.70] Got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\n[01:52.17] In your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\n[01:55.83] I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\n[01:58.30] Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma\n[02:01.17] Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\n[02:03.75] Whattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n[02:07.02] But the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n[02:09.80] We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\n[02:12.96] You'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\n[02:16.21] Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\n[02:18.07] Slow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n[02:19.81] No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n[02:22.56] Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\n[02:29.28] You'd rather deal with monogamy\n[02:30.89] Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n[02:32.37] You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n[02:35.61] Now you can't stand it, you've been touched\n[02:38.14] That's when I felt the blood rush\n[02:40.01] Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n[02:42.81] Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n[02:45.38] \"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"\n[02:49.50] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sweet Love - Method Man/Cappadonna/Streetlife\n artist: Method Man\n album: 'Tical 2000 : Judgement Day'\n duration_ms: 210000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Excuse me gorgeous.\n start_ms: 19600\n end_ms: 21930\n- text: Just maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\n start_ms: 21930\n end_ms: 25220\n- text: Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\n start_ms: 25220\n end_ms: 27870\n- text: Shot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\n start_ms: 27870\n end_ms: 30490\n- text: Massaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\n start_ms: 30490\n end_ms: 33400\n- text: Sweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\n start_ms: 33400\n end_ms: 36520\n- text: High cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\n start_ms: 36520\n end_ms: 39120\n- text: Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten\n start_ms: 39120\n end_ms: 41620\n- text: I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\n start_ms: 41620\n end_ms: 45200\n- text: She replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\n start_ms: 45200\n end_ms: 48090\n- text: I looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\n start_ms: 48090\n end_ms: 50760\n- text: She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\n start_ms: 50760\n end_ms: 53760\n- text: Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\n start_ms: 53760\n end_ms: 56040\n- text: Now I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\n start_ms: 56040\n end_ms: 58510\n- text: Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\n start_ms: 58510\n end_ms: 61470\n- text: Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n start_ms: 61470\n end_ms: 64310\n- text: Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n start_ms: 64310\n end_ms: 67830\n- text: Love is love Love, love is love Love\n start_ms: 67830\n end_ms: 71740\n- text: Love is love Love, love is love Love\n start_ms: 71740\n end_ms: 73640\n- text: We connected like a train from the first ordeal\n start_ms: 73640\n end_ms: 75610\n- text: I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\n start_ms: 75610\n end_ms: 78750\n- text: But like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\n start_ms: 78750\n end_ms: 81280\n- text: I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\n start_ms: 81280\n end_ms: 84030\n- text: She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n start_ms: 84030\n end_ms: 86660\n- text: I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\n start_ms: 86660\n end_ms: 89450\n- text: Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n start_ms: 89450\n end_ms: 92490\n- text: Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n start_ms: 92490\n end_ms: 95520\n- text: Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n start_ms: 95520\n end_ms: 98260\n- text: Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n start_ms: 98260\n end_ms: 100770\n- text: It's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\n start_ms: 100770\n end_ms: 104150\n- text: By the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\n start_ms: 104150\n end_ms: 106560\n- text: My finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\n start_ms: 106560\n end_ms: 109700\n- text: Got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\n start_ms: 109700\n end_ms: 112170\n- text: In your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\n start_ms: 112170\n end_ms: 115830\n- text: I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\n start_ms: 115830\n end_ms: 118300\n- text: Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma\n start_ms: 118300\n end_ms: 121170\n- text: Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\n start_ms: 121170\n end_ms: 123750\n- text: Whattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n start_ms: 123750\n end_ms: 127020\n- text: But the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n start_ms: 127020\n end_ms: 129800\n- text: We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\n start_ms: 129800\n end_ms: 132960\n- text: You'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\n start_ms: 132960\n end_ms: 136210\n- text: Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\n start_ms: 136210\n end_ms: 138070\n- text: Slow or fast? 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She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\n You'd rather deal with monogamy\n Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n\n Now you can't stand it, you've been touched\n That's when I felt the blood rush\n Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n \"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"\n"},{"id":3687625,"name":"Sweet Love","trackName":"Sweet Love","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Tical 2000 - Judgement Day","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Excuse me gorgeous\nJust maxing, looking for hoes, you know, relaxing\nMet this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\nShot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\nMassaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\nSweet Love you look miraculous, brown-eyed passionate\nHigh 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man?\nStripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\nSweet love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\nSweet love, love is love, love is love love\nIt's a full moon, we in the bedroom\nThoughts consumed by the passion\nSlow jam tunes and body action\nMy finger's on the clit splashing\nYour pussy lips got you spazzing\nLove juices, marinating in your satins\nSexy ass, I gets 'em like my old dad I love my women bad\nWith just a little touch of class\nYou'se the star by far, look at you ma\nShake your thang-thang girlfriend, you cherchez la femme\nWhat up, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\nBut the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\nWe talk without sayin nuttin'\nYou told me if I came through you'd gimme som'thin'\nNow we locking ass, pulling hair and talking trash\nHow you like it, slow or fast?\nShe said, \"I like it when it last\"\nNo doubt, you got the best trout there can be\nNot an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea\nCandidate for H.I.V, you'd rather deal with monogamy\nQueen to be held, Black Mahogany\nYou're 'bout to bust damn it\nSugar walls coming down, now you can't stand it\nYou've been touched\nThat's when I felt the blood rush\nGetting closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\nVolcano's about to erupt, I love you much\nWatch these rap niggas get all up in your guts","syncedLyrics":"[00:18.47] Excuse me gorgeous\n[00:21.88] Just maxing, looking for hoes, you know, relaxing\n[00:25.66] Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\n[00:27.85] Shot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\n[00:30.85] Massaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\n[00:33.66] Sweet Love you look miraculous, brown-eyed passionate\n[00:36.36] High cheek-boned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashing it\n[00:39.18] Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten\n[00:42.13] I have you home by ten, shorty started laughing\n[00:44.90] She replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\n[00:47.83] I looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby, why?\"\n[00:50.58] She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\n[00:53.40] Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\n[00:55.66] Now I'm deep in it, flying past the speed limit\n[00:58.78] Out of control, still whipping it, steadily hitting it\n[01:01.70] Deep stroking, one hand on the wheel, blunt smoking\n[01:04.64] Loving how it feel, sweet love you got me open, what?\n[01:07.86] Love is love, love, love is love, love\n[01:10.63] Love is love, love, love is love, love\n[01:13.24] We connected like a train from the first ordeal\n[01:15.70] I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\n[01:18.53] But like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\n[01:21.69] I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\n[01:24.34] She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n[01:26.98] I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white van\n[01:29.85] Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n[01:32.82] Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n[01:35.59] Sweet love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n[01:38.38] Sweet love, love is love, love is love love\n[01:41.48] It's a full moon, we in the bedroom\n[01:43.28] Thoughts consumed by the passion\n[01:44.98] Slow jam tunes and body action\n[01:47.01] My finger's on the clit splashing\n[01:48.86] Your pussy lips got you spazzing\n[01:50.70] Love juices, marinating in your satins\n[01:53.44] Sexy ass, I gets 'em like my old dad I love my women bad\n[01:57.26] With just a little touch of class\n[01:58.85] You'se the star by far, look at you ma\n[02:00.85] Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you cherchez la femme\n[02:03.67] What up, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n[02:07.42] But the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n[02:09.84] We talk without sayin nuttin'\n[02:11.61] You told me if I came through you'd gimme som'thin'\n[02:14.32] Now we locking ass, pulling hair and talking trash\n[02:17.10] How you like it, slow or fast?\n[02:18.91] She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n[02:20.90] No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n[02:23.53] Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea\n[02:26.54] Candidate for H.I.V, you'd rather deal with monogamy\n[02:30.25] Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n[02:32.55] You're 'bout to bust damn it\n[02:34.21] Sugar walls coming down, now you can't stand it\n[02:37.00] You've been touched\n[02:37.96] That's when I felt the blood rush\n[02:39.65] Getting closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n[02:43.40] Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n[02:46.03] Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sweet Love\n artist: Method Man\n album: Tical 2000 - Judgement Day\n duration_ms: 210000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Excuse me gorgeous\n start_ms: 18470\n end_ms: 21880\n- text: Just maxing, looking for hoes, you know, relaxing\n start_ms: 21880\n end_ms: 25660\n- text: Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\n 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had a chance\n She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white van\n Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n Sweet love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n Sweet love, love is love, love is love love\n It's a full moon, we in the bedroom\n Thoughts consumed by the passion\n Slow jam tunes and body action\n My finger's on the clit splashing\n Your pussy lips got you spazzing\n Love juices, marinating in your satins\n Sexy ass, I gets 'em like my old dad I love my women bad\n With just a little touch of class\n You'se the star by far, look at you ma\n Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you cherchez la femme\n What up, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n But the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n We talk without sayin nuttin'\n You told me if I came through you'd gimme som'thin'\n Now we locking ass, pulling hair and talking trash\n How you like it, slow or fast?\n She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea\n Candidate for H.I.V, you'd rather deal with monogamy\n Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n You're 'bout to bust damn it\n Sugar walls coming down, now you can't stand it\n You've been touched\n That's when I felt the blood rush\n Getting closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts\n"},{"id":31386168,"name":"Sweet Love","trackName":"Sweet Love","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Street Life","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Excuse me gorgeous\nJust maxing, looking for hoes, you know, relaxing\nMet this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\nShot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\nMassaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\nSweet Love you look miraculous, brown-eyed 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eyes passionate\nHigh cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\nJump in, take a spin, destination Staten\nI have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\nShe replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\nI looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\nShe pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\nCocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\nNow I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\nOut of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\nDeep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\nLovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\n[Cappadonna]\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nWe connected like a train from the first ordeal\nI stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\nBut like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\nI flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\nShe said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\nI said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\nSweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\nStripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\nSweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\nSweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\n[Method Man]\nIt's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\nBy the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\nMy finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\nGot you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\nIn your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\nI love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\nYouse the Star by far, look at you Ma\nShake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\nWhattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\nBut the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\nWe talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\nYou'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\nPullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\nSlow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\nNo doubt, you got the best trout there can be\nNot an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\nYou'd rather deal with monogamy\nQueen to be held, Black Mahogany\nYou're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\nNow you can't stand it, you've been touched\nThat's when I felt the blood rush\nGettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\nVolcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n\"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sweet Love\n artist: Method Man\n album: 'Tical 2000: Judgement Day'\n duration_ms: 212651\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Street Life]\n Excuse me gorgeous.\n\n Just maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\n Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\n Shot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\n Massaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\n Sweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\n High cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\n Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten\n I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\n She replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\n I looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\n She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\n Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\n Now I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\n Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\n Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\n [Cappadonna]\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n We connected like a train from the first ordeal\n I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\n But like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\n I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\n She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\n Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\n [Method Man]\n It's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\n By the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\n My finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\n Got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\n In your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\n I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\n Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma\n Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\n Whattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n But the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\n You'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\n Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\n Slow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\n You'd rather deal with monogamy\n Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n Now you can't stand it, you've been touched\n That's when I felt the blood rush\n Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n \"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"\n"},{"id":18882892,"name":"Sweet Love","trackName":"Sweet Love","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Street Life","duration":79.908571,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Street Life]\nExcuse me gorgeous.\n\nJust maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\nMet this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\nShot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\nMassaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\nSweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\nHigh cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\nJump in, take a spin, destination Staten\nI have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\nShe replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\nI looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\nShe pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\nCocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\nNow I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\nOut of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\nDeep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\nLovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\n[Cappadonna]\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nWe connected like a train from the first ordeal\nI stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\nBut like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\nI flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\nShe said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\nI said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\nSweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\nStripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\nSweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\nSweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\n[Method Man]\nIt's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\nBy the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\nMy finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\nGot you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\nIn your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\nI love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\nYouse the Star by far, look at you Ma\nShake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\nWhattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\nBut the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\nWe talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\nYou'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\nPullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\nSlow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\nNo doubt, you got the best trout there can be\nNot an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\nYou'd rather deal with monogamy\nQueen to be held, Black Mahogany\nYou're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\nNow you can't stand it, you've been touched\nThat's when I felt the blood rush\nGettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\nVolcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n\"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sweet Love\n artist: Method Man\n album: Street Life\n duration_ms: 79909\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Street Life]\n Excuse me gorgeous.\n\n Just maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\n Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\n Shot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\n Massaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\n Sweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\n High cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\n Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten\n I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\n She replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\n I looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\n She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\n Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\n Now I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\n Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\n Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\n [Cappadonna]\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n We connected like a train from the first ordeal\n I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\n But like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\n I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\n She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\n Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\n [Method Man]\n It's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\n By the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\n My finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\n Got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\n In your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\n I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\n Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma\n Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\n Whattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n But the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\n You'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\n Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\n Slow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\n You'd rather deal with monogamy\n Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n Now you can't stand it, you've been touched\n That's when I felt the blood rush\n Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n \"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"\n"},{"id":14167340,"name":"Sweet Love","trackName":"Sweet Love","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Tical 2000: Judgement Day","duration":6.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Now in order to keep the broad\nYou gotta not just do it to her body\nYou gotta do it to her mind, man","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sweet Love\n artist: Method Man\n album: 'Tical 2000: Judgement Day'\n duration_ms: 6000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Now in order to keep the broad\n You gotta not just do it to her body\n You gotta do it to her mind, man\n"},{"id":22306388,"name":"Sweet Love","trackName":"Sweet Love","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Tical 2000: Judgement Day [by Hillside]","duration":209.5952,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Street Life]\nExcuse me gorgeous.\n\nJust maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\nMet this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\nShot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\nMassaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\nSweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\nHigh cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\nJump in, take a spin, destination Staten\nI have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\nShe replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\nI looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\nShe pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\nCocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\nNow I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\nOut of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\nDeep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\nLovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\n[Cappadonna]\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nWe connected like a train from the first ordeal\nI stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\nBut like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\nI flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\nShe said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\nI said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\nSweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\nStripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\nSweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\nSweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\n[Method Man]\nIt's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\nBy the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\nMy finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\nGot you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\nIn your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\nI love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\nYouse the Star by far, look at you Ma\nShake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\nWhattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\nBut the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\nWe talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\nYou'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\nPullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\nSlow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\nNo doubt, you got the best trout there can be\nNot an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\nYou'd rather deal with monogamy\nQueen to be held, Black Mahogany\nYou're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\nNow you can't stand it, you've been touched\nThat's when I felt the blood rush\nGettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\nVolcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n\"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sweet Love\n artist: Method Man\n album: 'Tical 2000: Judgement Day [by Hillside]'\n duration_ms: 209595\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Street Life]\n Excuse me gorgeous.\n\n Just maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\n Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\n Shot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\n Massaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\n Sweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\n High cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\n Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten\n I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\n She replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\n I looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\n She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\n Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\n Now I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\n Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\n Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\n [Cappadonna]\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n We connected like a train from the first ordeal\n I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\n But like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\n I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\n She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\n Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\n [Method Man]\n It's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\n By the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\n My finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\n Got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\n In your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\n I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\n Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma\n Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\n Whattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n But the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\n You'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\n Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\n Slow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\n You'd rather deal with monogamy\n Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n Now you can't stand it, you've been touched\n That's when I felt the blood rush\n Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n \"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"\n"},{"id":9541871,"name":"Sweet Love","trackName":"Sweet Love","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Tical 2000∶ Judgement Day","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Street Life]\nExcuse me gorgeous.\n\nJust maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\nMet this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\nShot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\nMassaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\nSweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\nHigh cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\nJump in, take a spin, destination Staten\nI have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\nShe replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\nI looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\nShe pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\nCocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\nNow I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\nOut of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\nDeep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\nLovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\n[Cappadonna]\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nWe connected like a train from the first ordeal\nI stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\nbut like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\nI flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\nShe said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\nI said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\nSweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\nStripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\nSweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\nSweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\n[Method Man]\nIt's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\nby the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\nMy finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\ngot you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\nin your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\nI love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\nYouse the Star by far, look at you Ma\nShake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\nWhattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\nbut the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\nWe talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\nyou'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\nPullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\nslow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\nNo doubt, you got the best trout there can be\nNot an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\nYou'd rather deal with monogamy\nQueen to be held, Black Mahogany\nYou're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\nNow you can't stand it, you've been touched\nThat's when I felt the blood rush\nGettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\nVolcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n\"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sweet Love\n artist: Method Man\n album: Tical 2000∶ Judgement Day\n duration_ms: 210000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Street Life]\n Excuse me gorgeous.\n\n Just maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\n Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\n Shot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\n Massaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\n Sweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\n High cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\n Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten\n I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\n She replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\n I looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\n She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\n Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\n Now I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\n Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\n Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\n [Cappadonna]\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n We connected like a train from the first ordeal\n I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\n but like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\n I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\n She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\n Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\n [Method Man]\n It's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\n by the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\n My finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\n got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\n in your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\n I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\n Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma\n Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\n Whattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n but the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\n you'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\n Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\n slow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\n You'd rather deal with monogamy\n Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n Now you can't stand it, you've been touched\n That's when I felt the blood rush\n Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n \"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"\n"},{"id":27245122,"name":"Sweet love","trackName":"Sweet love","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Tical 2000 Judgement day","duration":185.11875,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Excuse me gorgeous\nJust maxing, looking for hoes, you know, relaxing\nMet this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\nShot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\nMassaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\nSweet Love you look miraculous, brown-eyed passionate\nHigh cheek-boned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashing it\nJump in, take a spin, destination Staten\nI have you home by ten, shorty started laughing\nShe replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\nI looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby, why?\"\nShe pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\nCocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\nNow I'm deep in it, flying past the speed limit\nOut of control, still whipping it, steadily hitting it\nDeep stroking, one hand on the wheel, blunt smoking\nLoving how it feel, sweet love you got me open, what?\nLove is love, love, love is love, love\nLove is love, love, love is love, love\nWe connected like a train from the first ordeal\nI stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\nBut like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\nI flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\nShe said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\nI said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white van\nSweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\nStripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\nSweet love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\nSweet love, love is love, love is love love\nIt's a full moon, we in the bedroom\nThoughts consumed by the passion\nSlow jam tunes and body action\nMy finger's on the clit splashing\nYour pussy lips got you spazzing\nLove juices, marinating in your satins\nSexy ass, I gets 'em like my old dad I love my women bad\nWith just a little touch of class\nYou'se the star by far, look at you ma\nShake your thang-thang girlfriend, you cherchez la femme\nWhat up, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\nBut the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\nWe talk without sayin nuttin'\nYou told me if I came through you'd gimme som'thin'\nNow we locking ass, pulling hair and talking trash\nHow you like it, slow or fast?\nShe said, \"I like it when it last\"\nNo doubt, you got the best trout there can be\nNot an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea\nCandidate for H.I.V, you'd 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She said, \"I like it when it last\"\nNo doubt, you got the best trout there can be\nNot an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\nYou'd rather deal with monogamy\nQueen to be held, Black Mahogany\nYou're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n\nNow you can't stand it, you've been touched\nThat's when I felt the blood rush\nGettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\nVolcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n\"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:19.60] Excuse me gorgeous.\n[00:21.93] Just maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\n[00:25.22] Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\n[00:27.87] Shot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\n[00:30.49] Massaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\n[00:33.40] Sweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\n[00:36.52] High cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\n[00:39.12] Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten\n[00:41.62] I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\n[00:45.20] She replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\n[00:48.09] I looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\n[00:50.76] She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\n[00:53.76] Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\n[00:56.04] Now I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\n[00:58.51] Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\n[01:01.47] Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n[01:04.31] Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n[01:07.83] Love is love Love, love is love Love\n[01:11.74] Love is love Love, love is love Love\n[01:13.64] We connected like a train from the first ordeal\n[01:15.61] I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\n[01:18.75] But like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\n[01:21.28] I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\n[01:24.03] She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n[01:26.66] I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\n[01:29.45] Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n[01:32.49] Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n[01:35.52] Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n[01:38.26] Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n[01:40.77] It's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\n[01:44.15] By the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\n[01:46.56] My finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\n[01:49.70] Got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\n[01:52.17] In your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\n[01:55.83] I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\n[01:58.30] Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma\n[02:01.17] Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\n[02:03.75] Whattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n[02:07.02] But the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n[02:09.80] We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\n[02:12.96] You'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\n[02:16.21] Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\n[02:18.07] Slow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n[02:19.81] No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n[02:22.56] Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\n[02:29.28] You'd rather deal with monogamy\n[02:30.89] Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n[02:32.37] You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n[02:35.61] Now you can't stand it, you've been touched\n[02:38.14] That's when I felt the blood rush\n[02:40.01] Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n[02:42.81] Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n[02:45.38] \"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"\n[02:49.50] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sweet Love ft. 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She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\n You'd rather deal with monogamy\n Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n\n Now you can't stand it, you've been touched\n That's when I felt the blood rush\n Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n \"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"\n"},{"id":6811538,"name":"1A - 85.0 - Sweet Love","trackName":"1A - 85.0 - Sweet Love","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Tical 2000: Judgement Day [by Hillside]","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Street Life]\nExcuse me gorgeous.\n\nJust maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\nMet this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\nShot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\nMassaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\nSweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\nHigh cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\nJump in, take a spin, destination Staten\nI have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\nShe replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\nI looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\nShe pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\nCocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\nNow I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\nOut of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\nDeep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\nLovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\n[Cappadonna]\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nWe connected like a train from the first ordeal\nI stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\nBut like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\nI flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\nShe said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\nI said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\nSweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\nStripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\nSweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\nSweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\n[Method Man]\nIt's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\nBy the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\nMy finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\nGot you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\nIn your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\nI love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\nYouse the Star by far, look at you Ma\nShake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\nWhattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\nBut the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\nWe talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\nYou'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\nPullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\nSlow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\nNo doubt, you got the best trout there can be\nNot an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\nYou'd rather deal with monogamy\nQueen to be held, Black Mahogany\nYou're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\nNow you can't stand it, you've been touched\nThat's when I felt the blood rush\nGettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\nVolcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n\"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 1A - 85.0 - Sweet Love\n artist: Method Man\n album: 'Tical 2000: Judgement Day [by Hillside]'\n duration_ms: 210000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Street Life]\n Excuse me gorgeous.\n\n Just maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\n Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\n Shot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\n Massaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\n Sweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\n High cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\n Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten\n I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\n She replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\n I looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\n She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\n Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\n Now I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\n Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\n Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\n [Cappadonna]\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n We connected like a train from the first ordeal\n I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\n But like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\n I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\n She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\n Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\n [Method Man]\n It's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\n By the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\n My finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\n Got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\n In your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\n I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\n Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma\n Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\n Whattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n But the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\n You'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\n Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\n Slow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\n You'd rather deal with monogamy\n Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n Now you can't stand it, you've been touched\n That's when I felt the blood rush\n Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n \"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"\n"},{"id":14012688,"name":"Sweet Love feat Cappadonna & Streetlife","trackName":"Sweet Love feat Cappadonna & Streetlife","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Tical 2000: Judgement Day","duration":209.632653,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Excuse me gorgeous.\nJust maxin lookin for hoes why'know relaxin\nMet this redbone Jasmine midtown Manhattan\nShot a verb that tranked her nerves calm words\nMassaged the mentals made her pussycat purr\nSweet Love you look miraculous brown eyes passionate\nHigh cheekboned Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\nJump in take a spin destination Staten\nI have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\nShe replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\nI looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\nShe pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\nCocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\nNow I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\nOut of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\nDeep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\nLovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nWe connected like a train from the first ordeal\nI stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\nbut like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\nI flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\nShe said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\nI said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\nSweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\nStripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\nSweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\nSweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\nIt's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\nby the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\nMy finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\ngot you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\nin your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\nI love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\nYouse the Star by far, look at you Ma\nShake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\nWhattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\nbut the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\nWe talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\nyou'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\nPullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\nslow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\nNo doubt, you got the best trout there can be\nNot an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\nYou'd rather deal with monogamy\nQueen to be held, Black Mahogany\nYou're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\nNow you can't stand it, you've been touched\nThat's when I felt the blood rush\nGettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\nVolcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n\"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sweet Love feat Cappadonna & Streetlife\n artist: Method Man\n album: 'Tical 2000: Judgement Day'\n duration_ms: 209633\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Excuse me gorgeous.\n Just maxin lookin for hoes why'know relaxin\n Met this redbone Jasmine midtown Manhattan\n Shot a verb that tranked her nerves calm words\n Massaged the mentals made her pussycat purr\n Sweet Love you look miraculous brown eyes passionate\n High cheekboned Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\n Jump in take a spin destination Staten\n I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\n She replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\n I looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\n She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\n Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\n Now I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\n Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\n Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n We connected like a train from the first ordeal\n I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\n but like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\n I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\n She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\n Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n It's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\n by the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\n My finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\n got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\n in your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\n I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\n Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma\n Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\n Whattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n but the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\n you'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\n Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\n slow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\n You'd rather deal with monogamy\n Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n Now you can't stand it, you've been touched\n That's when I felt the blood rush\n Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n \"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"\n"},{"id":24052490,"name":"Sweet Love ft Cappadonna & Streetlife","trackName":"Sweet Love ft Cappadonna & Streetlife","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Tical 2000: Judgement Day","duration":209.658776,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Excuse me gorgeous.\n\nJust maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\nMet this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\nShot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\nMassaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\nSweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\nHigh cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\nJump in, take a spin, destination Staten\nI have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\nShe replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\nI looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\nShe pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\nCocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\nNow I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\nOut of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\nDeep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n\nLovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nWe connected like a train from the first ordeal\nI stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\nbut like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\nI flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\nShe said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\nI said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\nSweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n\nStripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n\nSweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\nSweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\nIt's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\nby the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\nMy finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\ngot you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\nin your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\nI love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\nYouse the Star by far, look at you Ma\nShake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\nWhattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\nbut the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\nWe talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\nyou'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\nPullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\nslow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\nNo doubt, you got the best trout there can be\nNot an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\nYou'd rather deal with monogamy\nQueen to be held, Black Mahogany\nYou're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n\nNow you can't stand it, you've been touched\nThat's when I felt the blood rush\nGettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\nVolcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n\"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:19.60] Excuse me gorgeous.\n[00:21.93] Just maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\n[00:25.22] Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\n[00:27.87] Shot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\n[00:30.49] Massaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\n[00:33.40] Sweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\n[00:36.52] High cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\n[00:39.12] Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten\n[00:41.62] I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\n[00:45.20] She replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\n[00:48.09] I looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\n[00:50.76] She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\n[00:53.76] Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\n[00:56.04] Now I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\n[00:58.51] Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\n[01:01.47] Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n[01:04.31] Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n[01:07.83] Love is love Love, love is love Love\n[01:11.74] Love is love Love, love is love Love\n[01:13.64] We connected like a train from the first ordeal\n[01:15.61] I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\n[01:18.75] But like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\n[01:21.28] I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\n[01:24.03] She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n[01:26.66] I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\n[01:29.45] Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n[01:32.49] Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n[01:35.52] Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n[01:38.26] Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n[01:40.77] It's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\n[01:44.15] By the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\n[01:46.56] My finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\n[01:49.70] Got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\n[01:52.17] In your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\n[01:55.83] I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\n[01:58.30] Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma\n[02:01.17] Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\n[02:03.75] Whattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n[02:07.02] But the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n[02:09.80] We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\n[02:12.96] You'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\n[02:16.21] Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\n[02:18.07] Slow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n[02:19.81] No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n[02:22.56] Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\n[02:29.28] You'd rather deal with monogamy\n[02:30.89] Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n[02:32.37] You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n[02:35.61] Now you can't stand it, you've been touched\n[02:38.14] That's when I felt the blood rush\n[02:40.01] Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n[02:42.81] Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n[02:45.38] \"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"\n[02:49.50] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sweet Love ft Cappadonna & Streetlife\n artist: Method Man\n album: 'Tical 2000: Judgement Day'\n duration_ms: 209659\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Excuse me gorgeous.\n start_ms: 19600\n end_ms: 21930\n- text: Just maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\n start_ms: 21930\n end_ms: 25220\n- text: Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\n start_ms: 25220\n end_ms: 27870\n- text: Shot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\n start_ms: 27870\n end_ms: 30490\n- text: Massaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\n start_ms: 30490\n end_ms: 33400\n- text: Sweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\n start_ms: 33400\n end_ms: 36520\n- text: High cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\n start_ms: 36520\n end_ms: 39120\n- text: Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten\n start_ms: 39120\n end_ms: 41620\n- text: I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\n start_ms: 41620\n end_ms: 45200\n- text: She replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\n start_ms: 45200\n end_ms: 48090\n- text: I looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\n start_ms: 48090\n end_ms: 50760\n- text: She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\n start_ms: 50760\n end_ms: 53760\n- text: Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\n start_ms: 53760\n end_ms: 56040\n- text: Now I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\n start_ms: 56040\n end_ms: 58510\n- text: Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\n start_ms: 58510\n end_ms: 61470\n- text: Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n start_ms: 61470\n end_ms: 64310\n- text: Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n start_ms: 64310\n end_ms: 67830\n- text: Love is love Love, love is love Love\n start_ms: 67830\n end_ms: 71740\n- text: Love is love Love, love is love Love\n start_ms: 71740\n end_ms: 73640\n- text: We connected like a train from the first ordeal\n start_ms: 73640\n end_ms: 75610\n- text: I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\n start_ms: 75610\n end_ms: 78750\n- text: But like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\n start_ms: 78750\n end_ms: 81280\n- text: I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\n start_ms: 81280\n end_ms: 84030\n- text: She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n start_ms: 84030\n end_ms: 86660\n- text: I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\n start_ms: 86660\n end_ms: 89450\n- text: Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n start_ms: 89450\n end_ms: 92490\n- text: Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n start_ms: 92490\n end_ms: 95520\n- text: Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n start_ms: 95520\n end_ms: 98260\n- text: Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n start_ms: 98260\n end_ms: 100770\n- text: It's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\n start_ms: 100770\n end_ms: 104150\n- text: By the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\n start_ms: 104150\n end_ms: 106560\n- text: My finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\n start_ms: 106560\n end_ms: 109700\n- text: Got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\n start_ms: 109700\n end_ms: 112170\n- text: In your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\n start_ms: 112170\n end_ms: 115830\n- text: I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\n start_ms: 115830\n end_ms: 118300\n- text: Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma\n start_ms: 118300\n end_ms: 121170\n- text: Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\n start_ms: 121170\n end_ms: 123750\n- text: Whattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n start_ms: 123750\n end_ms: 127020\n- text: But the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n start_ms: 127020\n end_ms: 129800\n- text: We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\n start_ms: 129800\n end_ms: 132960\n- text: You'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\n start_ms: 132960\n end_ms: 136210\n- text: Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\n start_ms: 136210\n end_ms: 138070\n- text: Slow or fast? 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She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\n You'd rather deal with monogamy\n Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n\n Now you can't stand it, you've been touched\n That's when I felt the blood rush\n Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n \"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"\n"},{"id":5338378,"name":"Sweet Love ft. Cappadonna and Streetlife","trackName":"Sweet Love ft. Cappadonna and Streetlife","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Tical 2000: Judgement Day","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Street Life]\nExcuse me gorgeous.\n\nJust maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\nMet this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\nShot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\nMassaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\nSweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\nHigh cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\nJump in, take a spin, destination Staten\nI have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\nShe replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\nI looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\nShe pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\nCocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\nNow I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\nOut of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\nDeep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\nLovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\n[Cappadonna]\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nLove is love Love, love is love Love\nWe connected like a train from the first ordeal\nI stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\nBut like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\nI flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\nShe said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\nI said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\nSweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\nStripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\nSweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\nSweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\n[Method Man]\nIt's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\nBy the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\nMy finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\nGot you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\nIn your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\nI love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\nYouse the Star by far, look at you Ma\nShake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\nWhattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\nBut the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\nWe talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\nYou'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\nPullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\nSlow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\nNo doubt, you got the best trout there can be\nNot an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\nYou'd rather deal with monogamy\nQueen to be held, Black Mahogany\nYou're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\nNow you can't stand it, you've been touched\nThat's when I felt the blood rush\nGettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\nVolcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n\"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sweet Love ft. Cappadonna and Streetlife\n artist: Method Man\n album: 'Tical 2000: Judgement Day'\n duration_ms: 210000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Street Life]\n Excuse me gorgeous.\n\n Just maxin, lookin for hoes, y'know, relaxin\n Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan\n Shot a verb, that tranked her nerves, calm words\n Massaged the mentals, made her pussycat purr\n Sweet Love you look miraculous, brown eyes passionate\n High cheekboned, Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it\n Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten\n I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin\n She replied, \"Street, you ever ride while you drive?\"\n I looked puzzled, and said, \"Nah baby why?\"\n She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up\n Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up\n Now I'm deep in it, flyin past the speed limit\n Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it\n Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin\n Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?\n\n [Cappadonna]\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n Love is love Love, love is love Love\n We connected like a train from the first ordeal\n I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real\n But like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants\n I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance\n She said, \"Ain't you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?\"\n I said, \"Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band\n Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?\n Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can\n Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub\"\n Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love\n\n [Method Man]\n It's a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed\n By the passion, slow jam tunes and body action\n My finger's on the clit splashin, your pussy lips\n Got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin\n In your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad\n I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class\n Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma\n Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!\n Whattup, went to beat it up, I'm not the one to eat it up\n But the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up\n We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through\n You'd gimme som'in, now we lockin ass\n Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it\n Slow or fast? She said, \"I like it when it last\"\n No doubt, you got the best trout there can be\n Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.\n You'd rather deal with monogamy\n Queen to be held, Black Mahogany\n You're bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down\n Now you can't stand it, you've been touched\n That's when I felt the blood rush\n Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there\n Volcano's about to erupt, I love you much\n \"Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts\"\n"}]