[{"id":23992179,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"nelly","albumName":"Splurge","duration":327.682813,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: nelly\n  album: Splurge\n  duration_ms: 327683\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":22743360,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nelly","duration":309.61125,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nelly\n  duration_ms: 309611\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":90400,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville","duration":310.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nellyville\n  duration_ms: 310000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":29532337,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville (Deluxe)","duration":309.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nellyville (Deluxe)\n  duration_ms: 309000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":30075036,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville 🅴","duration":309.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nellyville 🅴\n  duration_ms: 309000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":33262201,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nellyville\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":17958806,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville [Clean]","duration":309.58355,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nellyville [Clean]\n  duration_ms: 309584\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":19207583,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Da Derrty Versions: The Re-invention","duration":297.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: 'Da Derrty Versions: The Re-invention'\n  duration_ms: 297000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":19099066,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville","duration":312.474562,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nellyville\n  duration_ms: 312475\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":16897073,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville (20th Anniversary Deluxe)","duration":309.472653,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? 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How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":22424865,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Music","duration":308.588,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Music\n  duration_ms: 308588\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":9724066,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville (Deluxe Edition)","duration":309.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nellyville (Deluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 309000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":9645138,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville (Explicit Version)","duration":309.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? 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How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":37034571,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville","duration":316.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nellyville\n  duration_ms: 316000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":29206925,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville [UK Bonus Track]","duration":309.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nellyville [UK Bonus Track]\n  duration_ms: 309000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":27485245,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville [Bonus Track]","duration":309.50675,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nellyville [Bonus Track]\n  duration_ms: 309507\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":27604495,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville","duration":309.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nellyville\n  duration_ms: 309000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":28646682,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville (Clean) (WMA)","duration":310.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nellyville (Clean) (WMA)\n  duration_ms: 310000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":38682748,"name":"Splurge","trackName":"Splurge","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Nellyville (20th Anniversary Deluxe Edition)","duration":309.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and\nMe on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and\nThe cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\nBut I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\nI went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\nNo competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\nDo they want the fame, and all that it can bring\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin collars from California to D.C\nI'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\nI'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\nI'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\nWith anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\nYou think you know me but you really dont know\nPeep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\nAnd I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when errthing is okay\nAnd its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\nHop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\nI'm feeling good its only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\nThe N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\nCuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: Nellyville (20th Anniversary Deluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 309000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and\n  Me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and\n  The cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)\n  But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son\n  I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left\n  No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same\n  Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin collars from California to D.C\n  I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's\n  I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens\n  I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams\n  With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means\n\n  You think you know me but you really dont know\n  Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho\n  And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when errthing is okay\n  And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feeling good its only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb\n  And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stopping til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho\n  The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggas that a, don't tempt me\n  Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n"},{"id":29829141,"name":"Splurge (Remix)","trackName":"Splurge (Remix)","artistName":"Nelly","albumName":"Da Derrty Versions: The Reinvention [Special Edition]","duration":297.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You see the magazines and me on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really don't, you don't even know\nBut I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\nYou see the money and the cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really don't, it really, really don't\nBut I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\n\nI think the time has come, for me to have some fun\nI'm 'bout to peel back the top and go on and let in the sun\nWhat the fuck I've done? My Mama's only son\nI went from slangin' and bangin' to yellin' number one\nI love my fans to death, until my last breath\nThats why when I perform I give until there's nothin' left\nNo competition, my opposition gon' feel the pain\nMore complications, relationships ain't gon' be the same\nDo they want the fame and all that it can bring?\nIf they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\nI'm poppin' collars from California to D.C.\nI'm in the V.I.P., Louis bottles and Hennessey\nI'm puttin' mileage on twenty inches and twenty three's\nI'm flippin' out my keys, I'm flippin' down the screens\nI'm 'bout to spread my wings, tryin' to fulfill my dreams\nWant anythin' that I want, if I don't I got the means\n\nYou see the magazines and me on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really don't, you don't even know\nBut I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\nYou see the money and the cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really don't, it really, really don't\nBut I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\n\nYou think you know me but you really don't know\nPeep, I could walk through the club like everythin' be fo' show\nAnd I'll get one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin' to get me to dance\nI'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin' at my pants, damn\nIt feels good when err' thing is okay\nAnd it's a beautiful site when err' thing go your way\nAnd I could park in the mountains and I'll still get valet\nHop out in a vokal valor and my suede Bally's\nI'm feelin' good, it's only right I deserve\nTo spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\nAnd any nigga trippin' now, I leave him right by the curb\nAnd I don't go to sleep, Mama so good night and good word\nI'm on a mission and it's sort a like a mystery\nAnd I ain't stoppin' til' I go down in history\nNow who ever said you knows, you dealin' with a pimp fo' sure\nThe N E double L Y follow now, now here we go\n\nYou see the magazines and me on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really don't, you don't even know\nBut I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' hell\nYou see the money and the cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really don't, it really, really don't\nBut I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\nYou read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\nBelieve it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\nI'm doing human things, 'cuz only humans change\nThey label me a role model 'cuz I appeal to teens\nIt really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\nI came up in the game, changed everything about it\nI'm feelin' better then ever without that Lotto shit\nI wake up early hit Cuda, like let's go buy some shit\nYou dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\nWe've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\nDonatin' money to families caught up in Bin Laden's shit\nThey screamin' war, I'm like fuck it go buy a battleship\nAnd bring it up that Mississippi, if you really wanna come than get me\nTell them niggaz that a, don't tempt me\n'Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\nThrow shouts at nigga like frisbee\nWho the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\nYou niggaz must be kiddin' me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n\nYou see the magazines and me on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really don't, you don't even know\nBut I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\nYou see the money and the cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really don't, it really, really don't\nBut I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\n\nYou see the magazines and me on your TV screens and\nYou think you know me but you really don't, you don't even know\nBut I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\nYou see the money and the cars and diamonds and you\nYou think it make me but it really don't, it really, really don't\nBut I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Splurge (Remix)\n  artist: Nelly\n  album: 'Da Derrty Versions: The Reinvention [Special Edition]'\n  duration_ms: 297000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You see the magazines and me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really don't, you don't even know\n  But I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\n  You see the money and the cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really don't, it really, really don't\n  But I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\n\n  I think the time has come, for me to have some fun\n  I'm 'bout to peel back the top and go on and let in the sun\n  What the fuck I've done? My Mama's only son\n  I went from slangin' and bangin' to yellin' number one\n  I love my fans to death, until my last breath\n  Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothin' left\n  No competition, my opposition gon' feel the pain\n  More complications, relationships ain't gon' be the same\n  Do they want the fame and all that it can bring?\n  If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes\n  I'm poppin' collars from California to D.C.\n  I'm in the V.I.P., Louis bottles and Hennessey\n  I'm puttin' mileage on twenty inches and twenty three's\n  I'm flippin' out my keys, I'm flippin' down the screens\n  I'm 'bout to spread my wings, tryin' to fulfill my dreams\n  Want anythin' that I want, if I don't I got the means\n\n  You see the magazines and me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really don't, you don't even know\n  But I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\n  You see the money and the cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really don't, it really, really don't\n  But I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\n\n  You think you know me but you really don't know\n  Peep, I could walk through the club like everythin' be fo' show\n  And I'll get one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin' to get me to dance\n  I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin' at my pants, damn\n  It feels good when err' thing is okay\n  And it's a beautiful site when err' thing go your way\n  And I could park in the mountains and I'll still get valet\n  Hop out in a vokal valor and my suede Bally's\n  I'm feelin' good, it's only right I deserve\n  To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge\n  And any nigga trippin' now, I leave him right by the curb\n  And I don't go to sleep, Mama so good night and good word\n  I'm on a mission and it's sort a like a mystery\n  And I ain't stoppin' til' I go down in history\n  Now who ever said you knows, you dealin' with a pimp fo' sure\n  The N E double L Y follow now, now here we go\n\n  You see the magazines and me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really don't, you don't even know\n  But I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n  You see the money and the cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really don't, it really, really don't\n  But I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' hell\n\n  You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene\n  Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being\n  I'm doing human things, 'cuz only humans change\n  They label me a role model 'cuz I appeal to teens\n  It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it\n  I came up in the game, changed everything about it\n  I'm feelin' better then ever without that Lotto shit\n  I wake up early hit Cuda, like let's go buy some shit\n  You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips\n  We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks\n  Donatin' money to families caught up in Bin Laden's shit\n  They screamin' war, I'm like fuck it go buy a battleship\n  And bring it up that Mississippi, if you really wanna come than get me\n  Tell them niggaz that a, don't tempt me\n  'Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty\n  Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee\n  Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?\n  You niggaz must be kiddin' me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty\n\n  You see the magazines and me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really don't, you don't even know\n  But I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\n  You see the money and the cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really don't, it really, really don't\n  But I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\n\n  You see the magazines and me on your TV screens and\n  You think you know me but you really don't, you don't even know\n  But I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\n  You see the money and the cars and diamonds and you\n  You think it make me but it really don't, it really, really don't\n  But I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell\n"}]