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wrong, I still wh ip up with spatulas\nYour ho was creeping like tarantulas\nMigos we don't like the cameras\nWe find out that we can make millions with it\nSo we started flexin' like bachelors\nCame from stashing money in a ceilin'\n\nYoung niggas why don't you wanna be bachelors?\nThey came from kicking doors, drinkin' purp from the bowl\nAnd now we taking trips to africa, africa\nNiggas say that they are entrepreneurs\nI go and see the millions that you pursuin'\nStatistics ain't black and white, what is you doin'?\nTop the charts every time we drop a new one\n\nMigos, we some bachelors, we pull up in tarantulas\nWhippin' the dope, we the Terminator break the spatula\nGet the pack and then I wrap it up and then I bag it up\nIf I catch a mug I'll take a private jet to Canda\nPromoters ain't got my money, I'm shootin' up your manager\nFuck it my nigga, we shootin' innocent bystanders\nMy niggas on top of the mountain, no Grand Canyon\nPull up with choppas and make a nigga call the ambulance\nDrinkin' on actavis and I'm rollin' up cannabis\nHoes runnin' 'round the lobby geekin' up and their panties wet\n\nI had a cuban link and Rolex before the rap shit\nI just adapt to the trap cause that's my habitat\nI'm in the corner catchin' the work like a cornerback\nRunnin' to the money, my nigga, think I'm a running back\nNiggas still trappin' quarters, make 'em give their quarter back\nForty pointers in my Breitling, oh that's what you lookin' at?\n\nPull up to the mansion, 50 story, hundred rooms\nShe lookin' at my diamond solution, that ain't no shrooms\nHold a nigga rest and beat his head in with a broom\nHad that brotha be flyin' like caterpillars out cocoons\nPenthouse elevator, it'll elevate yah\nPull up in the Bentley, think you seen a fuckin' Jeeper Creeper\nGot that 9 on my waist like a two-way beeper\nGot that purse on your head, nigga like a alopecia\nI'm a bachelor, I got a oil factory in africa\nTrapper turned rapper then rapper turned into a massacre\n\nThen beat a nigga, stomp a nigga, I will not account\nFrom the beginning thes it be bitches, they wasn't shit, they ate the apple\nI had a warrant with the sack, the police tried to make a tackle\nGreen Bay with the green, vacuum seal it, I'm a Packer\nJust because you rap about it, you are not a trapper\nJust because you got a million, you are not a bachelor","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.29] You know what I am\n[00:05.53] Mansion full of bachelors\n[00:07.59] Flippin' all these hoes like a spatula\n[00:12.05] Nah, you know I don't like no camera\n[00:14.76] Nah, your bitch she like an animal at tackin' us\n[00:19.32] She won't leave me 'lone, she love the bachelor\n[00:21.18] Migos, young rich nigga, we some bachelors\n[00:25.67] Bachelors, bachelor no, bachelors, ooh bachelor\n[00:30.19] Bachelors, bachelors, uh, bachelors, Migos some bachelors\n[00:32.72] Quavo, I am a bachelor\n[00:34.70] Look at the way I'm dabbin' like a pastor (I'm dabbin' ain't it)\n[00:37.42] I am a bachelor\n[00:38.39] Rockin' the shows, smashin' hoes right after\n[00:41.06] You know I'm a bachelor\n[00:42.82] Got your bitches workin', calling me master\n[00:43.73] Came from the bottom and now I got guala\n[00:45.55] Turn the page, my nigga, we on the next chapter\n[00:47.30] Trapper turned rapper\n[00:49.21] Graduated, now a nigga's a bachelor\n[00:51.04] Flippin' your ho like a spatula\n[00:52.80] Don't get me wrong, I still wh ip up with spatulas\n[00:54.64] Your ho was creeping like tarantulas\n[00:56.42] Migos we don't like the cameras\n[00:58.27] We find out that we can make millions with it\n[01:00.11] So we started flexin' like bachelors\n[01:01.93] Came from stashing money in a ceilin'\n[01:03.72] Young niggas why don't you wanna be bachelors?\n[01:05.53] They came from kicking doors, drinkin' purp from the bowl\n[01:07.32] And now we taking trips to africa, africa\n[01:09.24] Niggas say that they are entrepreneurs\n[01:11.08] I go and see the millions that you pursuin'\n[01:12.90] Statistics ain't black and white, what is you doin'?\n[01:14.78] Top the charts every time we drop a new one\n[01:19.28] Migos, we some bachelors, we pull up in tarantulas\n[01:48.25] Whippin' the dope, we the Terminator break the spatula\n[01:50.14] Get the pack and then I wrap it up and then I bag it up\n[01:51.99] If I catch a mug I'll take a private jet to Canda\n[01:53.74] Promoters ain't got my money, I'm shootin' up your manager\n[01:55.51] Fuck it my nigga, we shootin' innocent bystanders\n[01:57.39] My niggas on top of the mountain, no Grand Canyon\n[01:59.15] Pull up with choppas and make a nigga call the ambulance\n[02:00.92] Drinkin' on actavis and I'm rollin' up cannabis\n[02:02.72] Hoes runnin' 'round the lobby geekin' up and their panties wet\n[02:04.64] I had a cuban link and Rolex before the rap shit\n[02:06.48] I just adapt to the trap cause that's my habitat\n[02:08.24] I'm in the corner catchin' the work like a cornerback\n[02:10.08] Runnin' to the money, my nigga, think I'm a running back\n[02:11.84] Niggas still trappin' quarters, make 'em give their quarter back\n[02:13.64] Forty pointers in my Breitling, oh that's what you lookin' at?\n[02:16.39] Pull up to the mansion, 50 story, hundred rooms\n[02:47.29] She lookin' at my diamond solution, that ain't no shrooms\n[02:49.05] Hold a nigga rest and beat his head in with a broom\n[02:50.84] Had that brotha be flyin' like caterpillars out cocoons\n[02:52.61] Penthouse elevator, it'll elevate yah\n[02:54.43] Pull up in the Bentley, think you seen a fuckin' Jeeper Creeper\n[02:56.26] Got that 9 on my waist like a two-way beeper\n[02:58.15] Got that purse on your head, nigga like a alopecia\n[02:59.95] I'm a bachelor, I got a oil factory in africa\n[03:02.60] Trapper turned rapper then rapper turned into a massacre\n[03:04.46] Then beat a nigga, stomp a nigga, I will not account\n[03:05.30] From the beginning thes it be bitches, they wasn't shit, they ate the apple\n[03:07.29] I 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Migos, we some bachelors, we pull up in tarantulas\n  Whippin' the dope, we the Terminator break the spatula\n  Get the pack and then I wrap it up and then I bag it up\n  If I catch a mug I'll take a private jet to Canda\n  Promoters ain't got my money, I'm shootin' up your manager\n  Fuck it my nigga, we shootin' innocent bystanders\n  My niggas on top of the mountain, no Grand Canyon\n  Pull up with choppas and make a nigga call the ambulance\n  Drinkin' on actavis and I'm rollin' up cannabis\n  Hoes runnin' 'round the lobby geekin' up and their panties wet\n\n  I had a cuban link and Rolex before the rap shit\n  I just adapt to the trap cause that's my habitat\n  I'm in the corner catchin' the work like a cornerback\n  Runnin' to the money, my nigga, think I'm a running back\n  Niggas still trappin' quarters, make 'em give their quarter back\n  Forty pointers in my Breitling, oh that's what you lookin' at?\n\n  Pull up to the mansion, 50 story, hundred rooms\n  She lookin' at my 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By Phenom Da Don]","trackName":"Bachelor [Prod. By Phenom Da Don]","artistName":"Migos","albumName":"Migos - Rich Nigga Timeline","duration":235.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know what I am (Phenom Da Don)\n\nMansion for the bachelors\nFlippin' all these hoes like a spatula\nNah, you know I don't like no camera (nah!)\nYour bitch, she like an animal attackin' us\nShe won't leave me 'lone, she love the bachelor\nMigos, young rich nigga, we some bachelors\nBachelors, bachelor, bachelors, ooh, bachelor\nBachelors, bachelors, uh, bachelors, Migos some bachelors (go, go)\n\nQuavo, I am a bachelor\nLook at the way I'm dabbin' like a pastor (I'm dabbin', ain't it?)\nI am a bachelor\nRockin' the shows, smashin' hoes right after\nYou know I'm a bachelor\nGot your bitches workin', calling me master\nCame from the bottom and now I got guala\nTurn the page, my nigga, we on the next chapter\n\nTrapper turned rapper\nGraduated, now a nigga's a bachelor\nFlippin' your ho like a spatula\nDon't get me wrong, I still whip up with spatulas\nYour ho was creeping like tarantulas\nMigos, we don't like the cameras\nWe find out that we can make millions with it\nSo we started flexin' like bachelors\n\nCame from stashing money in the ceilin'\nYoung niggas, why don't you wanna be bachelors?\nCame from kicking doors, juugin' plug for the bows\nAnd now we taking trips to Africa, Africa\nNiggas say that they are entrepreneurs\nI don't see the millions that you pursuin'\nStatistics in black and white, what is you doin'?\nTop the charts every time we drop a new one\n\nMansion for the bachelors\nFlippin' all these hoes like a spatula\nNah, you know I don't like no camera (nah!)\nYour bitch, she like an animal attackin' us\nShe won't leave me 'lone, she love the bachelor\nMigos, young rich nigga, we some bachelors\nBachelors, bachelor, bachelors, ooh, bachelor\nBachelors, bachelors, uh, bachelors, Migos some bachelors (Takeoff)\n\nMigos, we the bachelors, we pull up in tarantulas\nWhippin' the dope, with the Terminator break the spatula\nGet the pack, and then I wrap it up, and then I bag it up\nIf I catch a mug, I'll charge a private jet to Canada\nPromoters ain't got my money, I'm shootin' up your manager\nFuck it my nigga, we shootin' innocent bystanders\nMy niggas on top of the mountain, no Grand Canyon\nPull up with choppas and make a nigga call the ambulance\n\nDrinkin' on Actavis and I'm rollin' up cannabis\nHoes runnin' 'round the lobby geekin' up and their panties wet\nI had a cuban link and Rolex before the rap shit\nI just adapt to the trap 'cause that's my habitat\nI'm in the corner catchin' the work like a cornerback\nRunnin' to the money, my nigga, think I'm a running back\nNiggas still trappin' quarters, make 'em give their quarter back\n40 pointers in my Breitling, oh that's what you lookin' at?\n\nMansion for the bachelors\nFlippin' all these hoes like a spatula\nNah, you know I don't like no camera (nah!)\nYour bitch, she like an animal attackin' us\nShe won't leave me 'lone, she love the bachelor\nMigos, young rich nigga, we some bachelors\nBachelors, bachelor, bachelors, ooh, bachelor\nBachelors, bachelors, uh, bachelors, Migos some bachelors (Offset)\n\nPull up to the mansion, 50 story, hundred rooms\nShe lookin' at my diamonds, hallucinating on 'shrooms\nHold a nigga rest and beat his head in with a broom\nGot the bird that be flyin' like caterpillars out cocoons\nPenthouse elevator, it'll elevate yah\nPull up in the Bentley, think you seen a fuckin' Jeeper Creeper\nGot that .9 on my waist like a two-way beeper\nGot that price on your head, nigga like a alopecia\n\nI'm a bachelor, I got a oil factory in Africa\nTrapper turned rapper then rapper turned into a massacre\nThen beat a nigga, stomp a nigga, I will not account\nFrom the beginning, these bitches, they wasn't shit, they ate the apple\nI had a warrant with the sack, the police tried to make a tackle\nGreen Bay with the green, vacuum seal it, I'm a Packer\nJust because you rap about it, you are not a trapper\nJust because you got a milli, you are not a bachelor\n\nMansion for the bachelors\nFlippin' all these hoes like a spatula\nNah, you know I don't like no camera (nah!)\nYour bitch, she like an animal attackin' us\nShe won't leave me 'lone, she love the bachelor\nMigos, young rich nigga, we some bachelors\nBachelors, bachelor, bachelors, ooh, bachelor\nBachelors, bachelors, uh, bachelors, Migos some bachelors (go, go)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.74] You know what I am (Phenom Da Don)\n[00:05.20] Mansion for the bachelors\n[00:08.08] Flippin' all these hoes like a spatula\n[00:11.87] Nah, you know I don't like no camera (nah!)\n[00:15.22] Your bitch, she like an animal attackin' us\n[00:19.33] She won't leave me 'lone, she love the bachelor\n[00:22.42] Migos, young rich nigga, we some bachelors\n[00:25.61] Bachelors, bachelor, bachelors, ooh, bachelor\n[00:29.49] Bachelors, bachelors, uh, bachelors, Migos some bachelors (go, go)\n[00:33.41] Quavo, I am a bachelor\n[00:34.93] Look at the way I'm dabbin' like a pastor (I'm dabbin', ain't it?)\n[00:37.47] I am a bachelor\n[00:38.65] Rockin' the shows, smashin' hoes right after\n[00:41.32] You know I'm a bachelor\n[00:42.32] Got your bitches workin', calling me master\n[00:43.98] Came from the bottom and now I got guala\n[00:45.89] Turn the page, my nigga, we on the next chapter\n[00:47.80] Trapper turned rapper\n[00:49.23] Graduated, now a nigga's a bachelor\n[00:51.26] Flippin' your ho like a spatula\n[00:53.06] Don't get me wrong, I still whip up with spatulas\n[00:54.89] Your ho was creeping like tarantulas\n[00:56.62] Migos, we don't like the cameras\n[00:58.58] We find out that we can make millions with it\n[01:00.68] So we started flexin' like bachelors\n[01:02.16] Came from stashing money in the ceilin'\n[01:03.93] Young niggas, why don't you wanna be bachelors?\n[01:05.73] Came from kicking doors, juugin' plug for the bows\n[01:08.05] And now we taking trips to Africa, Africa\n[01:09.78] Niggas say that they are entrepreneurs\n[01:11.85] I don't see the millions that you pursuin'\n[01:13.49] Statistics in black and white, what is you doin'?\n[01:15.28] Top the charts every time we drop a new one\n[01:19.13] Mansion for the bachelors\n[01:21.77] Flippin' all these hoes like a spatula\n[01:25.40] Nah, you know I don't like no camera (nah!)\n[01:29.17] Your bitch, she like an animal attackin' us\n[01:32.88] She won't leave me 'lone, she love the bachelor\n[01:36.31] Migos, young rich nigga, we some bachelors\n[01:39.48] Bachelors, bachelor, bachelors, ooh, bachelor\n[01:43.01] Bachelors, bachelors, uh, bachelors, Migos some bachelors (Takeoff)\n[01:46.85] Migos, we the bachelors, we pull up in tarantulas\n[01:48.74] Whippin' the dope, with the Terminator break the spatula\n[01:50.65] Get the pack, and then I wrap it up, and then I bag it up\n[01:52.47] If I catch a mug, I'll charge a private jet to Canada\n[01:54.27] Promoters ain't got my money, I'm 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go)\n[00:33.41] Quavo, I am a bachelor\n[00:34.93] Look at the way I'm dabbin' like a pastor (I'm dabbin', ain't it?)\n[00:37.47] I am a bachelor\n[00:38.65] Rockin' the shows, smashin' hoes right after\n[00:41.32] You know I'm a bachelor\n[00:42.32] Got your bitches workin', calling me master\n[00:43.98] Came from the bottom and now I got guala\n[00:45.89] Turn the page, my nigga, we on the next chapter\n[00:47.80] Trapper turned rapper\n[00:49.23] Graduated, now a nigga's a bachelor\n[00:51.26] Flippin' your ho like a spatula\n[00:53.06] Don't get me wrong, I still whip up with spatulas\n[00:54.89] Your ho was creeping like tarantulas\n[00:56.62] Migos, we don't like the cameras\n[00:58.58] We find out that we can make millions with it\n[01:00.68] So we started flexin' like bachelors\n[01:02.16] Came from stashing money in the ceilin'\n[01:03.93] Young niggas, why don't you wanna be bachelors?\n[01:05.73] Came from kicking doors, juugin' plug for the bows\n[01:08.05] And now we 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the sack, the police tried to make a tackle\nGreen Bay with the green, vacuum seal it, I'm a Packer\nJust because you rap about it, you are not a trapper\nJust because you got a milli, you are not a bachelor\n\nMansion for the bachelors\nFlippin' all these hoes like a spatula\nNah, you know I don't like no camera (nah!)\nYour bitch, she like an animal attackin' us\nShe won't leave me 'lone, she love the bachelor\nMigos, young rich nigga, we some bachelors\nBachelors, bachelor, bachelors, ooh, bachelor\nBachelors, bachelors, uh, bachelors, Migos some bachelors (go, go)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.74] You know what I am (Phenom Da Don)\n[00:05.20] Mansion for the bachelors\n[00:08.08] Flippin' all these hoes like a spatula\n[00:11.87] Nah, you know I don't like no camera (nah!)\n[00:15.22] Your bitch, she like an animal attackin' us\n[00:19.33] She won't leave me 'lone, she love the bachelor\n[00:22.42] Migos, young rich nigga, we some bachelors\n[00:25.61] Bachelors, bachelor, bachelors, 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bachelors\nBachelors, bachelor, bachelors, ooh, bachelor\nBachelors, bachelors, uh, bachelors, Migos some bachelors (Offset)\n\nPull up to the mansion, 50 story, hundred rooms\nShe lookin' at my diamonds, hallucinating on 'shrooms\nHold a nigga rest and beat his head in with a broom\nGot the bird that be flyin' like caterpillars out cocoons\nPenthouse elevator, it'll elevate yah\nPull up in the Bentley, think you seen a fuckin' Jeeper Creeper\nGot that .9 on my waist like a two-way beeper\nGot that price on your head, nigga like a alopecia\n\nI'm a bachelor, I got a oil factory in Africa\nTrapper turned rapper then rapper turned into a massacre\nThen beat a nigga, stomp a nigga, I will not account\nFrom the beginning, these bitches, they wasn't shit, they ate the apple\nI had a warrant with the sack, the police tried to make a tackle\nGreen Bay with the green, vacuum seal it, I'm a Packer\nJust because you rap about it, you are not a trapper\nJust because you got a milli, you are not a 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bystanders\n[01:57.87] My niggas on top of the mountain, no Grand Canyon\n[01:59.97] Pull up with choppas and make a nigga call the ambulance\n[02:01.68] Drinkin' on Actavis and I'm rollin' up cannabis\n[02:03.23] Hoes runnin' 'round the lobby geekin' up and their panties wet\n[02:05.13] I had a cuban link and Rolex before the rap shit\n[02:06.98] I just adapt to the trap 'cause that's my habitat\n[02:08.76] I'm in the corner catchin' the work like a cornerback\n[02:10.52] Runnin' to the money, my nigga, think I'm a running back\n[02:12.37] Niggas still trappin' quarters, make 'em give their quarter back\n[02:14.13] 40 pointers in my Breitling, oh that's what you lookin' at?\n[02:18.06] Mansion for the bachelors\n[02:21.00] Flippin' all these hoes like a spatula\n[02:24.58] Nah, you know I don't like no camera (nah!)\n[02:28.23] Your bitch, she like an animal attackin' us\n[02:31.86] She won't leave me 'lone, she love the bachelor\n[02:35.37] Migos, young rich nigga, we some 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