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Say what?)\nAll of my sticks got titties (Got tits)\nAll of my hoes got titties (Ayy)\nI ride around with a blicky (Skart)\nShawty tryna shoot my blicky (Shoot my blick)\nShawty tryna shoot my blicky (Ten out of ten)\nShe tryna suck my dick (Suck my dick, Ayy)\nDrank my kids, she lit (Drank my kid)\nThese niggas be gay like Diddy (Gay like Diddy, they like Diddy twin)\nNo Travis Scott, I'm litty (I'm litty, oh, woah, woah)\nI gotta fuck up the city (I gotta get it)\nI leave my kids on her teeth (Say what? Say what?)\nShe wanna suck it, yea (Nigga, what?)\n\nThis life shi' got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\nIon I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea, what?)\nI fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\nI go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what? Say what?)\n\nI just landed, I just landed (I just landed, Ayy)\nMy bitch the baddest, and she ratchet (And she ratchet)\nMy stick is handy, I can't unhand it (My stick is handy)\nYou fucked my lil nigga, suck my titty (Nigga, what?)\nI gave you a hand, huh, we takin' yo mans, uh (Ayy)\nShe give us a hand, yea, she suckin' it nasty (Bih, woah)\nShe eat it up, yea' she eat it for breakfast (Say what? Ayy)\nI came with the liter, I'm sippin' on lettuce (Woah, woah)\n\nI can't with the bleed, yea, I can't with the face\n(Look at your face, yea)\nWe came with the li-, yea, I bet ya, I bet ya (Bet ya)\nI'm off of the lean, yea (Off that lean, off that lean, Ayy)\nReport to the reaper, yea, hop out the red, hop out the red","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.62] T-ha, niggas crazy (Jumpin' out the window)\n[00:03.67] I'm with yo-young (Lettin' everything go)\n[00:05.06] I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man (Lettin' everything go)\n[00:09.47] Ayy\n[00:13.53] This life shit got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\n[00:17.05] Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea)\n[00:20.13] I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n[00:23.12] I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what?)\n[00:26.85] I'm finna fuck me a ten, okay (I'm finna fuck me a ten)\n[00:29.61] I'm pretty, I'm pretty, she say I'm a ten, okay (I'm fuckin' yo fren)\n[00:32.41] Ride 'round-, ride 'round town with an F&N (F&N, oh)\n[00:35.51] I'm from nothin', bitch, lil' F&N (Say what? Say what?)\n[00:39.33] All of my sticks got titties (Got tits)\n[00:41.34] All of my hoes got titties (Ayy)\n[00:42.90] I ride around with a blicky (Skart)\n[00:44.29] Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Shoot my blick)\n[00:46.08] Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Ten out of ten)\n[00:47.66] She tryna suck my dick (Suck my dick, Ayy)\n[00:49.11] Drank my kids, she lit (Drank my kid)\n[00:50.74] These niggas be gay like Diddy (Gay like Diddy, they like Diddy twin)\n[00:54.25] No Travis Scott, I'm litty (I'm litty, oh, woah, woah)\n[00:57.36] I gotta fuck up the city (I gotta get it)\n[01:00.69] I leave my kids on her teeth (Say what? Say what?)\n[01:04.08] She wanna suck it, yea (Nigga, what?)\n[01:06.11] This life shi' got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\n[01:09.70] Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea, what?)\n[01:12.66] I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n[01:16.04] I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what? Say what?)\n[01:19.40] I just landed, I just landed (I just landed, Ayy)\n[01:22.49] My bitch the baddest, and she ratchet (And she ratchet)\n[01:25.53] My stick is handy, I can't unhand it (My stick is handy)\n[01:29.01] You fucked my lil nigga, suck my titty (Nigga, what?)\n[01:32.47] I gave you a hand, huh, we takin' yo mans, uh (Ayy)\n[01:35.60] She give us a hand, yea, she suckin' it nasty (Bih, woah)\n[01:38.78] She eat it up, yea' she eat it for breakfast (Say what? Ayy)\n[01:42.20] I came with the liter, I'm sippin' on lettuce (Woah, woah)\n[01:45.75] I can't with the bleed, yea, I can't with the face\n[01:47.91] (Look at your face, yea)\n[01:49.02] We came with the li-, yea, I bet ya, I bet ya (Bet ya)\n[01:51.99] I'm off of the lean, yea (Off that lean, off that lean, Ayy)\n[01:55.02] Report to the reaper, yea, hop out the red, hop out the red\n[01:59.33] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ye\n  artist: Nine Vicious\n  album: Studio Addict\n  duration_ms: 137160\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: T-ha, niggas crazy (Jumpin' out the window)\n  start_ms: 1620\n  end_ms: 3670\n- text: I'm with yo-young (Lettin' everything go)\n  start_ms: 3670\n  end_ms: 5060\n- text: I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man (Lettin' everything go)\n  start_ms: 5060\n  end_ms: 9470\n- text: Ayy\n  start_ms: 9470\n  end_ms: 13530\n- text: This life shit got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\n  start_ms: 13530\n  end_ms: 17050\n- text: Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea)\n  start_ms: 17050\n  end_ms: 20130\n- text: I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n  start_ms: 20130\n  end_ms: 23120\n- text: I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what?)\n  start_ms: 23120\n  end_ms: 26850\n- text: I'm finna fuck me a ten, okay (I'm finna fuck me a ten)\n  start_ms: 26850\n  end_ms: 29610\n- text: I'm pretty, I'm pretty, she say I'm a ten, okay (I'm fuckin' yo fren)\n  start_ms: 29610\n  end_ms: 32410\n- text: Ride 'round-, ride 'round town with an F&N (F&N, oh)\n  start_ms: 32410\n  end_ms: 35510\n- text: I'm from nothin', bitch, lil' F&N (Say what? 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Say what?)\n  start_ms: 60690\n  end_ms: 64080\n- text: She wanna suck it, yea (Nigga, what?)\n  start_ms: 64080\n  end_ms: 66110\n- text: This life shi' got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\n  start_ms: 66110\n  end_ms: 69700\n- text: Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea, what?)\n  start_ms: 69700\n  end_ms: 72660\n- text: I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n  start_ms: 72660\n  end_ms: 76040\n- text: I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what? Say what?)\n  start_ms: 76040\n  end_ms: 79400\n- text: I just landed, I just landed (I just landed, Ayy)\n  start_ms: 79400\n  end_ms: 82490\n- text: My bitch the baddest, and she ratchet (And she ratchet)\n  start_ms: 82490\n  end_ms: 85530\n- text: My stick is handy, I can't unhand it (My stick is handy)\n  start_ms: 85530\n  end_ms: 89010\n- text: You fucked my lil nigga, suck my titty (Nigga, what?)\n  start_ms: 89010\n  end_ms: 92470\n- text: I gave you a hand, huh, we takin' yo mans, uh (Ayy)\n  start_ms: 92470\n  end_ms: 95600\n- text: She give us a hand, yea, she suckin' it nasty (Bih, woah)\n  start_ms: 95600\n  end_ms: 98780\n- text: She eat it up, yea' she eat it for breakfast (Say what? Ayy)\n  start_ms: 98780\n  end_ms: 102200\n- text: I came with the liter, I'm sippin' on lettuce (Woah, woah)\n  start_ms: 102200\n  end_ms: 105750\n- text: I can't with the bleed, yea, I can't with the face\n  start_ms: 105750\n  end_ms: 107910\n- text: (Look at your face, yea)\n  start_ms: 107910\n  end_ms: 109020\n- text: We came with the li-, yea, I bet ya, I bet ya (Bet ya)\n  start_ms: 109020\n  end_ms: 111990\n- text: I'm off of the lean, yea (Off that lean, off that lean, Ayy)\n  start_ms: 111990\n  end_ms: 115020\n- text: Report to the reaper, yea, hop out the red, hop out the red\n  start_ms: 115020\n  end_ms: 119330\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 119330\nplain: |-\n  T-ha, niggas crazy (Jumpin' out the window)\n  I'm with yo-young (Lettin' everything go)\n  I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man (Lettin' everything go)\n  Ayy\n\n  This life shit got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\n  Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea)\n  I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n  I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what?)\n\n  I'm finna fuck me a ten, okay (I'm finna fuck me a ten)\n  I'm pretty, I'm pretty, she say I'm a ten, okay (I'm fuckin' yo fren)\n  Ride 'round-, ride 'round town with an F&N (F&N, oh)\n  I'm from nothin', bitch, lil' F&N (Say what? Say what?)\n  All of my sticks got titties (Got tits)\n  All of my hoes got titties (Ayy)\n  I ride around with a blicky (Skart)\n  Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Shoot my blick)\n  Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Ten out of ten)\n  She tryna suck my dick (Suck my dick, Ayy)\n  Drank my kids, she lit (Drank my kid)\n  These niggas be gay like Diddy (Gay like Diddy, they like Diddy twin)\n  No Travis Scott, I'm litty (I'm litty, oh, woah, woah)\n  I gotta fuck up the city (I gotta get it)\n  I leave my kids on her teeth (Say what? Say what?)\n  She wanna suck it, yea (Nigga, what?)\n\n  This life shi' got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\n  Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea, what?)\n  I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n  I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what? Say what?)\n\n  I just landed, I just landed (I just landed, Ayy)\n  My bitch the baddest, and she ratchet (And she ratchet)\n  My stick is handy, I can't unhand it (My stick is handy)\n  You fucked my lil nigga, suck my titty (Nigga, what?)\n  I gave you a hand, huh, we takin' yo mans, uh (Ayy)\n  She give us a hand, yea, she suckin' it nasty (Bih, woah)\n  She eat it up, yea' she eat it for breakfast (Say what? 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Ayy)\nIon I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea)\nI fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\nI go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what?)\n\nI'm finna fuck me a ten, okay (I'm finna fuck me a ten)\nI'm pretty, I'm pretty, she say I'm a ten, okay (I'm fuckin' yo fren)\nRide 'round-, ride 'round town with an F&N (F&N, oh)\nI'm from nothin', bitch, lil' F&N (Say what? Say what?)\nAll of my sticks got titties (Got tits)\nAll of my hoes got titties (Ayy)\nI ride around with a blicky (Skart)\nShawty tryna shoot my blicky (Shoot my blick)\nShawty tryna shoot my blicky (Ten out of ten)\nShe tryna suck my dick (Suck my dick, Ayy)\nDrank my kids, she lit (Drank my kid)\nThese niggas be gay like Diddy (Gay like Diddy, they like Diddy twin)\nNo Travis Scott, I'm litty (I'm litty, oh, woah, woah)\nI gotta fuck up the city (I gotta get it)\nI leave my kids on her teeth (Say what? Say what?)\nShe wanna suck it, yea (Nigga, what?)\n\nThis life shi' got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\nIon I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea, what?)\nI fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\nI go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what? Say what?)\n\nI just landed, I just landed (I just landed, Ayy)\nMy bitch the baddest, and she ratchet (And she ratchet)\nMy stick is handy, I can't unhand it (My stick is handy)\nYou fucked my lil nigga, suck my titty (Nigga, what?)\nI gave you a hand, huh, we takin' yo mans, uh (Ayy)\nShe give us a hand, yea, she suckin' it nasty (Bih, woah)\nShe eat it up, yea' she eat it for breakfast (Say what? Ayy)\nI came with the liter, I'm sippin' on lettuce (Woah, woah)\n\nI can't with the bleed, yea, I can't with the face\n(Look at your face, yea)\nWe came with the li-, yea, I bet ya, I bet ya (Bet ya)\nI'm off of the lean, yea (Off that lean, off that lean, Ayy)\nReport to the reaper, yea, hop out the red, hop out the red","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.62] T-ha, niggas crazy (Jumpin' out the window)\n[00:03.67] I'm with yo-young (Lettin' everything go)\n[00:05.06] I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man (Lettin' everything go)\n[00:09.47] Ayy\n[00:13.53] This life shit got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\n[00:17.05] Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea)\n[00:20.13] I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n[00:23.12] I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what?)\n[00:26.85] I'm finna fuck me a ten, okay (I'm finna fuck me a ten)\n[00:29.61] I'm pretty, I'm pretty, she say I'm a ten, okay (I'm fuckin' yo fren)\n[00:32.41] Ride 'round-, ride 'round town with an F&N (F&N, oh)\n[00:35.51] I'm from nothin', bitch, lil' F&N (Say what? Say what?)\n[00:39.33] All of my sticks got titties (Got tits)\n[00:41.34] All of my hoes got titties (Ayy)\n[00:42.90] I ride around with a blicky (Skart)\n[00:44.29] Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Shoot my blick)\n[00:46.08] Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Ten out of ten)\n[00:47.66] She tryna suck my dick (Suck my dick, Ayy)\n[00:49.11] Drank my kids, she lit (Drank my kid)\n[00:50.74] These niggas be gay like Diddy (Gay like Diddy, they like Diddy twin)\n[00:54.25] No Travis Scott, I'm litty (I'm litty, oh, woah, woah)\n[00:57.36] I gotta fuck up the city (I gotta get it)\n[01:00.69] I leave my kids on her teeth (Say what? Say what?)\n[01:04.08] She wanna suck it, yea (Nigga, what?)\n[01:06.11] This life shi' got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\n[01:09.70] Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea, what?)\n[01:12.66] I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n[01:16.04] I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what? Say what?)\n[01:19.40] I just landed, I just landed (I just landed, Ayy)\n[01:22.49] My bitch the baddest, and she ratchet (And she ratchet)\n[01:25.53] My stick is handy, I can't unhand it (My stick is handy)\n[01:29.01] You fucked my lil nigga, suck my titty (Nigga, what?)\n[01:32.47] I gave you a hand, huh, we takin' yo mans, uh (Ayy)\n[01:35.60] She give us a hand, yea, she suckin' it nasty (Bih, woah)\n[01:38.78] She eat it up, yea' she eat it for breakfast (Say what? Ayy)\n[01:42.20] I came with the liter, I'm sippin' on lettuce (Woah, woah)\n[01:45.75] I can't with the bleed, yea, I can't with the face\n[01:47.91] (Look at your face, yea)\n[01:49.02] We came with the li-, yea, I bet ya, I bet ya (Bet ya)\n[01:51.99] I'm off of the lean, yea (Off that lean, off that lean, Ayy)\n[01:55.02] Report to the reaper, yea, hop out the red, hop out the red\n[01:59.33] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ye\n  artist: Nine Vicious\n  album: 2:18\n  duration_ms: 137160\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: T-ha, niggas crazy (Jumpin' out the window)\n  start_ms: 1620\n  end_ms: 3670\n- text: I'm with yo-young (Lettin' everything go)\n  start_ms: 3670\n  end_ms: 5060\n- text: I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man (Lettin' everything go)\n  start_ms: 5060\n  end_ms: 9470\n- text: Ayy\n  start_ms: 9470\n  end_ms: 13530\n- text: This life shit got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\n  start_ms: 13530\n  end_ms: 17050\n- text: Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea)\n  start_ms: 17050\n  end_ms: 20130\n- text: I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n  start_ms: 20130\n  end_ms: 23120\n- text: I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what?)\n  start_ms: 23120\n  end_ms: 26850\n- text: I'm finna fuck me a ten, okay (I'm finna fuck me a ten)\n  start_ms: 26850\n  end_ms: 29610\n- text: I'm pretty, I'm pretty, she say I'm a ten, okay (I'm fuckin' yo fren)\n  start_ms: 29610\n  end_ms: 32410\n- text: Ride 'round-, ride 'round town with an F&N (F&N, oh)\n  start_ms: 32410\n  end_ms: 35510\n- text: I'm from nothin', bitch, lil' F&N (Say what? Say what?)\n  start_ms: 35510\n  end_ms: 39330\n- text: All of my sticks got titties (Got tits)\n  start_ms: 39330\n  end_ms: 41340\n- text: All of my hoes got titties (Ayy)\n  start_ms: 41340\n  end_ms: 42900\n- text: I ride around with a blicky (Skart)\n  start_ms: 42900\n  end_ms: 44290\n- text: Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Shoot my blick)\n  start_ms: 44290\n  end_ms: 46080\n- text: Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Ten out of ten)\n  start_ms: 46080\n  end_ms: 47660\n- text: She tryna suck my dick (Suck my dick, Ayy)\n  start_ms: 47660\n  end_ms: 49110\n- text: Drank my kids, she lit (Drank my kid)\n  start_ms: 49110\n  end_ms: 50740\n- text: These niggas be gay like Diddy (Gay like Diddy, they like Diddy twin)\n  start_ms: 50740\n  end_ms: 54250\n- text: No Travis Scott, I'm litty (I'm litty, oh, woah, woah)\n  start_ms: 54250\n  end_ms: 57360\n- text: I gotta fuck up the city (I gotta get it)\n  start_ms: 57360\n  end_ms: 60690\n- text: I leave my kids on her teeth (Say what? Say what?)\n  start_ms: 60690\n  end_ms: 64080\n- text: She wanna suck it, yea (Nigga, what?)\n  start_ms: 64080\n  end_ms: 66110\n- text: This life shi' got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\n  start_ms: 66110\n  end_ms: 69700\n- text: Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea, what?)\n  start_ms: 69700\n  end_ms: 72660\n- text: I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n  start_ms: 72660\n  end_ms: 76040\n- text: I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what? Say what?)\n  start_ms: 76040\n  end_ms: 79400\n- text: I just landed, I just landed (I just landed, Ayy)\n  start_ms: 79400\n  end_ms: 82490\n- text: My bitch the baddest, and she ratchet (And she ratchet)\n  start_ms: 82490\n  end_ms: 85530\n- text: My stick is handy, I can't unhand it (My stick is handy)\n  start_ms: 85530\n  end_ms: 89010\n- text: You fucked my lil nigga, suck my titty (Nigga, what?)\n  start_ms: 89010\n  end_ms: 92470\n- text: I gave you a hand, huh, we takin' yo mans, uh (Ayy)\n  start_ms: 92470\n  end_ms: 95600\n- text: She give us a hand, yea, she suckin' it nasty (Bih, woah)\n  start_ms: 95600\n  end_ms: 98780\n- text: She eat it up, yea' she eat it for breakfast (Say what? 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Say what?)\nShe wanna suck it, yea (Nigga, what?)\n\nThis life shi' got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\nIon I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea, what?)\nI fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\nI go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what? Say what?)\n\nI just landed, I just landed (I just landed, Ayy)\nMy bitch the baddest, and she ratchet (And she ratchet)\nMy stick is handy, I can't unhand it (My stick is handy)\nYou fucked my lil nigga, suck my titty (Nigga, what?)\nI gave you a hand, huh, we takin' yo mans, uh (Ayy)\nShe give us a hand, yea, she suckin' it nasty (Bih, woah)\nShe eat it up, yea' she eat it for breakfast (Say what? Ayy)\nI came with the liter, I'm sippin' on lettuce (Woah, woah)\n\nI can't with the bleed, yea, I can't with the face\n(Look at your face, yea)\nWe came with the li-, yea, I bet ya, I bet ya (Bet ya)\nI'm off of the lean, yea (Off that lean, off that lean, Ayy)\nReport to the reaper, yea, hop out the red, hop out the red","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.62] T-ha, niggas crazy (Jumpin' out the window)\n[00:03.67] I'm with yo-young (Lettin' everything go)\n[00:05.06] I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man (Lettin' everything go)\n[00:09.47] Ayy\n[00:13.53] This life shit got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\n[00:17.05] Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea)\n[00:20.13] I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n[00:23.12] I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what?)\n[00:26.85] I'm finna fuck me a ten, okay (I'm finna fuck me a ten)\n[00:29.61] I'm pretty, I'm pretty, she say I'm a ten, okay (I'm fuckin' yo fren)\n[00:32.41] Ride 'round-, ride 'round town with an F&N (F&N, oh)\n[00:35.51] I'm from nothin', bitch, lil' F&N (Say what? Say what?)\n[00:39.33] All of my sticks got titties (Got tits)\n[00:41.34] All of my hoes got titties (Ayy)\n[00:42.90] I ride around with a blicky (Skart)\n[00:44.29] Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Shoot my blick)\n[00:46.08] Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Ten out of ten)\n[00:47.66] She tryna suck my dick (Suck my dick, Ayy)\n[00:49.11] Drank my kids, she lit (Drank my kid)\n[00:50.74] These niggas be gay like Diddy (Gay like Diddy, they like Diddy twin)\n[00:54.25] No Travis Scott, I'm litty (I'm litty, oh, woah, woah)\n[00:57.36] I gotta fuck up the city (I gotta get it)\n[01:00.69] I leave my kids on her teeth (Say what? Say what?)\n[01:04.08] She wanna suck it, yea (Nigga, what?)\n[01:06.11] This life shi' got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)\n[01:09.70] Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea, what?)\n[01:12.66] I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n[01:16.04] I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what? Say what?)\n[01:19.40] I just landed, I just landed (I just landed, Ayy)\n[01:22.49] My bitch the baddest, and she ratchet (And she ratchet)\n[01:25.53] My stick is handy, I can't unhand it (My stick is handy)\n[01:29.01] You fucked my lil nigga, suck my titty (Nigga, what?)\n[01:32.47] I gave you a hand, huh, we takin' yo mans, uh (Ayy)\n[01:35.60] She give us a hand, yea, she suckin' it nasty (Bih, woah)\n[01:38.78] She eat it up, yea' she eat it for breakfast (Say what? 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'ight)\n[00:17.03] Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea)\n[00:20.18] I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n[00:23.13] I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what?)\n[00:26.80] I'm finna fuck me a ten, okay (I'm finna fuck me a ten)\n[00:29.62] I'm pretty, I'm pretty, she say I'm a ten, okay (I'm fuckin' yo fren)\n[00:32.44] Ride 'round-, ride 'round town with an F&N (F&N, oh)\n[00:35.58] I'm from nothin', bitch, lil' F&N (Say what? Say what?)\n[00:39.37] All of my sticks got titties (Got tits)\n[00:41.35] All of my hoes got titties ('ight)\n[00:42.99] I ride around with a blicky (Skart)\n[00:44.23] Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Shoot my blick)\n[00:46.07] Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Ten out of ten)\n[00:47.66] She tryna suck my dick (Suck my dick, 'ight)\n[00:49.15] Drank my kids, she lit (Drank my kid)\n[00:50.73] These niggas be gay like Diddy (Gay like Diddy, they like Diddy twin)\n[00:54.25] No Travis Scott, I'm litty (I'm litty, oh, woah, woah)\n[00:57.34] I gotta fuck up the city (I gotta get it)\n[01:00.60] I leave my kids on her teeth (Say what? Say what?)\n[01:04.06] She wanna suck it, yea (Nigga, what?)\n[01:06.17] This life shi' got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? 'ight)\n[01:09.71] Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea, what?)\n[01:12.68] I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)\n[01:16.05] I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what? Say what?)\n[01:19.41] I just landed, I just landed (I just landed, 'ight)\n[01:22.43] My bitch the baddest, and she ratchet (And she ratchet)\n[01:25.51] My stick is handy, I can't unhand it (My stick is handy)\n[01:29.07] You fucked my lil nigga, suck my titty (Nigga, what?)\n[01:32.49] I gave you a hand, huh, we takin' yo mans, uh ('ight)\n[01:35.69] She give us a hand, yea, she suckin' it nasty (Bih, woah)\n[01:38.79] She eat it up, yea' she eat it for breakfast (Say what? 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Say what?)\n\nYes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\nGod know about everything (say what? Say what?)\nDrop a bomb on everything\nDrop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n\nYeah (say what?)\nYeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\nYeah\nFor your life, I'd give up everything\n\nAlright, alright, that's good, Kanye\nThis is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\nYeah, can you believe it?\nI can believe it the way you are\n\nSomebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\nAnybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\nCan't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\nIsn't that, son? (Yeah)\n\nThe main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\nSo do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\nNo, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\nYou gotta have some oomph about you\nDon't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\nNothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\nI think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.56] I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away\n[00:03.28] Sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah\n[00:06.99] You know you're playin' with your own\n[00:14.39] (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:16.52] Only child, mama's favorite (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:18.52] Conditions that I made it out, it's amazin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:22.68] Goin' through cycles, different phases\n[00:25.99] I'm tryna see how far I can take it (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:28.81] Stay misunderstood, I'm often mistaken (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:31.90] I put in the work, it was back breakin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:35.77] They thought I was kiddin', thought I was playin'\n[00:38.94] Take this one to Mars like I'm Matt Damon (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:42.47] They say I go off 'cause I lack patience (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:45.62] Don't think it's my job for me to explain it (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:49.66] Bomb on everything, tryna play us\n[00:53.26] Bomb on everything (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:57.28] I drop a bomb on everything (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[01:01.58] On my wife, I put a weddin' ring (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[01:05.47] All my life, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:08.98] Yes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:11.47] God know about everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:15.12] Drop a bomb on everything\n[01:18.42] Drop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n[01:23.45] Yeah (say what?)\n[01:26.64] Yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\n[01:30.98] Yeah\n[01:33.75] For your life, I'd give up everything\n[01:38.70] Alright, alright, that's good, Kanye\n[01:41.22] This is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\n[01:44.68] Yeah, can you believe it?\n[01:46.23] I can believe it the way you are\n[01:47.99] Somebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\n[01:51.85] Anybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\n[01:58.54] Can't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\n[02:01.58] Isn't that, son? (Yeah)\n[02:03.67] The main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\n[02:06.66] So do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\n[02:11.07] No, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\n[02:16.36] You gotta have some oomph about you\n[02:19.25] Don't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\n[02:25.36] Nothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\n[02:27.32] I think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect\n[02:27.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: MAMA’S FAVORITE (feat. 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Say what?)\n\n  Yes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n  God know about everything (say what? Say what?)\n  Drop a bomb on everything\n  Drop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n\n  Yeah (say what?)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\n  Yeah\n  For your life, I'd give up everything\n\n  Alright, alright, that's good, Kanye\n  This is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\n  Yeah, can you believe it?\n  I can believe it the way you are\n\n  Somebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\n  Anybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\n  Can't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\n  Isn't that, son? 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Say what?)\n\nYes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\nGod know about everything (say what? Say what?)\nDrop a bomb on everything\nDrop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n\nYeah (say what?)\nYeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\nYeah\nFor your life, I'd give up everything\n\nAlright, alright, that's good, Kanye\nThis is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\nYeah, can you believe it?\nI can believe it the way you are\n\nSomebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\nAnybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\nCan't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\nIsn't that, son? (Yeah)\n\nThe main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\nSo do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\nNo, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\nYou gotta have some oomph about you\nDon't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\nNothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\nI think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.56] I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away\n[00:03.28] Sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah\n[00:06.99] You know you're playin' with your own\n[00:14.39] (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:16.52] Only child, mama's favorite (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:18.52] Conditions that I made it out, it's amazin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:22.68] Goin' through cycles, different phases\n[00:25.99] I'm tryna see how far I can take it (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:28.81] Stay misunderstood, I'm often mistaken (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:31.90] I put in the work, it was back breakin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:35.77] They thought I was kiddin', thought I was playin'\n[00:38.94] Take this one to Mars like I'm Matt Damon (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:42.47] They say I go off 'cause I lack patience (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:45.62] Don't think it's my job for me to explain it (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:49.66] Bomb on everything, tryna play us\n[00:53.26] Bomb on everything (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:57.28] I drop a bomb on everything (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[01:01.58] On my wife, I put a weddin' ring (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[01:05.47] All my life, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:08.98] Yes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:11.47] God know about everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:15.12] Drop a bomb on everything\n[01:18.42] Drop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n[01:23.45] Yeah (say what?)\n[01:26.64] Yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\n[01:30.98] Yeah\n[01:33.75] For your life, I'd give up everything\n[01:38.70] Alright, alright, that's good, Kanye\n[01:41.22] This is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\n[01:44.68] Yeah, can you believe it?\n[01:46.23] I can believe it the way you are\n[01:47.99] Somebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\n[01:51.85] Anybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\n[01:58.54] Can't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\n[02:01.58] Isn't that, son? (Yeah)\n[02:03.67] The main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\n[02:06.66] So do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\n[02:11.07] No, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\n[02:16.36] You gotta have some oomph about you\n[02:19.25] Don't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\n[02:25.36] Nothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\n[02:27.32] I think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect\n[02:27.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: MAMA’S FAVORITE (feat. 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Say what?)\n\n  Yes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n  God know about everything (say what? Say what?)\n  Drop a bomb on everything\n  Drop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n\n  Yeah (say what?)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\n  Yeah\n  For your life, I'd give up everything\n\n  Alright, alright, that's good, Kanye\n  This is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\n  Yeah, can you believe it?\n  I can believe it the way you are\n\n  Somebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\n  Anybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\n  Can't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\n  Isn't that, son? 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Say what?)\n[01:08.98] Yes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:11.47] God know about everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:15.12] Drop a bomb on everything\n[01:18.42] Drop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n[01:23.45] Yeah (say what?)\n[01:26.64] Yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\n[01:30.98] Yeah\n[01:33.75] For your life, I'd give up everything\n[01:38.70] Alright, alright, that's good, Kanye\n[01:41.22] This is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\n[01:44.68] Yeah, can you believe it?\n[01:46.23] I can believe it the way you are\n[01:47.99] Somebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\n[01:51.85] Anybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\n[01:58.54] Can't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\n[02:01.58] Isn't that, son? (Yeah)\n[02:03.67] The main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\n[02:06.66] So do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\n[02:11.07] No, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\n[02:16.36] You gotta have some oomph about you\n[02:19.25] Don't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\n[02:25.36] Nothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\n[02:27.32] I think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect\n[02:27.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: MAMA’S FAVORITE (feat. 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Say what?)\n\n  Yes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n  God know about everything (say what? Say what?)\n  Drop a bomb on everything\n  Drop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n\n  Yeah (say what?)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\n  Yeah\n  For your life, I'd give up everything\n\n  Alright, alright, that's good, Kanye\n  This is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\n  Yeah, can you believe it?\n  I can believe it the way you are\n\n  Somebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\n  Anybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\n  Can't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\n  Isn't that, son? 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Say what?)\n\nYes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\nGod know about everything (say what? Say what?)\nDrop a bomb on everything\nDrop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n\nYeah (say what?)\nYeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\nYeah\nFor your life, I'd give up everything\n\nAlright, alright, that's good, Kanye\nThis is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\nYeah, can you believe it?\nI can believe it the way you are\n\nSomebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\nAnybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\nCan't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\nIsn't that, son? (Yeah)\n\nThe main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\nSo do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\nNo, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\nYou gotta have some oomph about you\nDon't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\nNothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\nI think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.56] I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away\n[00:03.28] Sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah\n[00:06.99] You know you're playin' with your own\n[00:14.39] (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:16.52] Only child, mama's favorite (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:18.52] Conditions that I made it out, it's amazin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:22.68] Goin' through cycles, different phases\n[00:25.99] I'm tryna see how far I can take it (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:28.81] Stay misunderstood, I'm often mistaken (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:31.90] I put in the work, it was back breakin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:35.77] They thought I was kiddin', thought I was playin'\n[00:38.94] Take this one to Mars like I'm Matt Damon (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:42.47] They say I go off 'cause I lack patience (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:45.62] Don't think it's my job for me to explain it (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:49.66] Bomb on everything, tryna play us\n[00:53.26] Bomb on everything (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:57.28] I drop a bomb on everything (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[01:01.58] On my wife, I put a weddin' ring (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[01:05.47] All my life, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:08.98] Yes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:11.47] God know about everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:15.12] Drop a bomb on everything\n[01:18.42] Drop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n[01:23.45] Yeah (say what?)\n[01:26.64] Yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\n[01:30.98] Yeah\n[01:33.75] For your life, I'd give up everything\n[01:38.70] Alright, alright, that's good, Kanye\n[01:41.22] This is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\n[01:44.68] Yeah, can you believe it?\n[01:46.23] I can believe it the way you are\n[01:47.99] Somebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\n[01:51.85] Anybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\n[01:58.54] Can't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\n[02:01.58] Isn't that, son? (Yeah)\n[02:03.67] The main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\n[02:06.66] So do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\n[02:11.07] No, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\n[02:16.36] You gotta have some oomph about you\n[02:19.25] Don't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\n[02:25.36] Nothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\n[02:27.32] I think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect\n[02:27.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: MAMA’S FAVORITE (feat. 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Say what?)\n\n  Yes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n  God know about everything (say what? Say what?)\n  Drop a bomb on everything\n  Drop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n\n  Yeah (say what?)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\n  Yeah\n  For your life, I'd give up everything\n\n  Alright, alright, that's good, Kanye\n  This is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\n  Yeah, can you believe it?\n  I can believe it the way you are\n\n  Somebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\n  Anybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\n  Can't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\n  Isn't that, son? 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(Yeah)\n\nThe main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\nSo do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\nNo, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\nYou gotta have some oomph about you\nDon't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\nNothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\nI think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.56] I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away\n[00:03.28] Sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah\n[00:06.99] You know you're playin' with your own\n[00:14.39] (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:16.52] Only child, mama's favorite (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:18.52] Conditions that I made it out, it's amazin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:22.68] Goin' through cycles, different phases\n[00:25.99] I'm tryna see how far I can take it (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:28.81] Stay misunderstood, I'm often mistaken (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:31.90] I put in the work, it was back breakin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:35.77] They thought I was kiddin', thought I was playin'\n[00:38.94] Take this one to Mars like I'm Matt Damon (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:42.47] They say I go off 'cause I lack patience (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:45.62] Don't think it's my job for me to explain it (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:49.66] Bomb on everything, tryna play us\n[00:53.26] Bomb on everything (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:57.28] I drop a bomb on everything (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[01:01.58] On my wife, I put a weddin' ring (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[01:05.47] All my life, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:08.98] Yes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:11.47] God know about everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:15.12] Drop a bomb on everything\n[01:18.42] Drop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n[01:23.45] Yeah (say what?)\n[01:26.64] Yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\n[01:30.98] Yeah\n[01:33.75] For your life, I'd give up everything\n[01:38.70] Alright, alright, that's good, Kanye\n[01:41.22] This is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\n[01:44.68] Yeah, can you believe it?\n[01:46.23] I can believe it the way you are\n[01:47.99] Somebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\n[01:51.85] Anybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\n[01:58.54] Can't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\n[02:01.58] Isn't that, son? (Yeah)\n[02:03.67] The main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\n[02:06.66] So do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\n[02:11.07] No, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\n[02:16.36] You gotta have some oomph about you\n[02:19.25] Don't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\n[02:25.36] Nothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\n[02:27.32] I think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect\n[02:27.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: MAMA’S FAVORITE (feat. 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Say what?)\n  start_ms: 65470\n  end_ms: 68980\n- text: Yes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n  start_ms: 68980\n  end_ms: 71470\n- text: God know about everything (say what? Say what?)\n  start_ms: 71470\n  end_ms: 75120\n- text: Drop a bomb on everything\n  start_ms: 75120\n  end_ms: 78420\n- text: Drop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n  start_ms: 78420\n  end_ms: 83450\n- text: Yeah (say what?)\n  start_ms: 83450\n  end_ms: 86640\n- text: Yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\n  start_ms: 86640\n  end_ms: 90980\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 90980\n  end_ms: 93750\n- text: For your life, I'd give up everything\n  start_ms: 93750\n  end_ms: 98700\n- text: Alright, alright, that's good, Kanye\n  start_ms: 98700\n  end_ms: 101220\n- text: This is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\n  start_ms: 101220\n  end_ms: 104680\n- text: Yeah, can you believe it?\n  start_ms: 104680\n  end_ms: 106230\n- text: I can believe it the way you are\n  start_ms: 106230\n  end_ms: 107990\n- text: Somebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\n  start_ms: 107990\n  end_ms: 111850\n- text: Anybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\n  start_ms: 111850\n  end_ms: 118540\n- text: Can't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\n  start_ms: 118540\n  end_ms: 121580\n- text: Isn't that, son? (Yeah)\n  start_ms: 121580\n  end_ms: 123670\n- text: The main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\n  start_ms: 123670\n  end_ms: 126660\n- text: So do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\n  start_ms: 126660\n  end_ms: 131070\n- text: No, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\n  start_ms: 131070\n  end_ms: 136360\n- text: You gotta have some oomph about you\n  start_ms: 136360\n  end_ms: 139250\n- text: Don't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\n  start_ms: 139250\n  end_ms: 145360\n- text: Nothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\n  start_ms: 145360\n  end_ms: 147320\n- text: I think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect\n  start_ms: 147320\n  end_ms: 147790\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 147790\nplain: |-\n  I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away\n  Sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah\n  You know you're playin' with your own\n\n  (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n  Only child, mama's favorite (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n  Conditions that I made it out, it's amazin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n  Goin' through cycles, different phases\n\n  I'm tryna see how far I can take it (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n  Stay misunderstood, I'm often mistaken (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n  I put in the work, it was back breakin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n  They thought I was kiddin', thought I was playin'\n\n  Take this one to Mars like I'm Matt Damon (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n  They say I go off 'cause I lack patience (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n  Don't think it's my job for me to explain it (you know you're playin' with your own)\n  Bomb on everything, tryna play us\n\n  Bomb on everything (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n  I drop a bomb on everything (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n  On my wife, I put a weddin' ring (you know you're playin' with your own)\n  All my life, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n\n  Yes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n  God know about everything (say what? Say what?)\n  Drop a bomb on everything\n  Drop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n\n  Yeah (say what?)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\n  Yeah\n  For your life, I'd give up everything\n\n  Alright, alright, that's good, Kanye\n  This is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\n  Yeah, can you believe it?\n  I can believe it the way you are\n\n  Somebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\n  Anybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\n  Can't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\n  Isn't that, son? 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Say what?)\n\nYes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\nGod know about everything (say what? Say what?)\nDrop a bomb on everything\nDrop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n\nYeah (say what?)\nYeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\nYeah\nFor your life, I'd give up everything\n\nAlright, alright, that's good, Kanye\nThis is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\nYeah, can you believe it?\nI can believe it the way you are\n\nSomebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\nAnybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\nCan't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\nIsn't that, son? (Yeah)\n\nThe main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\nSo do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\nNo, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\nYou gotta have some oomph about you\nDon't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\nNothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\nI think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.56] I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away\n[00:03.28] Sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah\n[00:06.99] You know you're playin' with your own\n[00:14.39] (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:16.52] Only child, mama's favorite (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:18.52] Conditions that I made it out, it's amazin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:22.68] Goin' through cycles, different phases\n[00:25.99] I'm tryna see how far I can take it (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:28.81] Stay misunderstood, I'm often mistaken (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:31.90] I put in the work, it was back breakin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:35.77] They thought I was kiddin', thought I was playin'\n[00:38.94] Take this one to Mars like I'm Matt Damon (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:42.47] They say I go off 'cause I lack patience (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[00:45.62] Don't think it's my job for me to explain it (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[00:49.66] Bomb on everything, tryna play us\n[00:53.26] Bomb on everything (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n[00:57.28] I drop a bomb on everything (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n[01:01.58] On my wife, I put a weddin' ring (you know you're playin' with your own)\n[01:05.47] All my life, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:08.98] Yes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:11.47] God know about everything (say what? Say what?)\n[01:15.12] Drop a bomb on everything\n[01:18.42] Drop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n[01:23.45] Yeah (say what?)\n[01:26.64] Yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\n[01:30.98] Yeah\n[01:33.75] For your life, I'd give up everything\n[01:38.70] Alright, alright, that's good, Kanye\n[01:41.22] This is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\n[01:44.68] Yeah, can you believe it?\n[01:46.23] I can believe it the way you are\n[01:47.99] Somebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\n[01:51.85] Anybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\n[01:58.54] Can't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\n[02:01.58] Isn't that, son? (Yeah)\n[02:03.67] The main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\n[02:06.66] So do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\n[02:11.07] No, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\n[02:16.36] You gotta have some oomph about you\n[02:19.25] Don't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\n[02:25.36] Nothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\n[02:27.32] I think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect\n[02:27.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: MAMA'S FAVORITE\n  artist: Ye feat. 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(Yeah)\n  start_ms: 121580\n  end_ms: 123670\n- text: The main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\n  start_ms: 123670\n  end_ms: 126660\n- text: So do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\n  start_ms: 126660\n  end_ms: 131070\n- text: No, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\n  start_ms: 131070\n  end_ms: 136360\n- text: You gotta have some oomph about you\n  start_ms: 136360\n  end_ms: 139250\n- text: Don't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\n  start_ms: 139250\n  end_ms: 145360\n- text: Nothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\n  start_ms: 145360\n  end_ms: 147320\n- text: I think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect\n  start_ms: 147320\n  end_ms: 147790\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 147790\nplain: |-\n  I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away\n  Sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah\n  You know you're playin' with your own\n\n  (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n  Only child, mama's favorite (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n  Conditions that I made it out, it's amazin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n  Goin' through cycles, different phases\n\n  I'm tryna see how far I can take it (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n  Stay misunderstood, I'm often mistaken (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n  I put in the work, it was back breakin' (you know you're playin' with your own)\n  They thought I was kiddin', thought I was playin'\n\n  Take this one to Mars like I'm Matt Damon (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n  They say I go off 'cause I lack patience (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n  Don't think it's my job for me to explain it (you know you're playin' with your own)\n  Bomb on everything, tryna play us\n\n  Bomb on everything (I'm gettin' late, I'm gettin' away)\n  I drop a bomb on everything (sing if you want to, ah-ah-ah)\n  On my wife, I put a weddin' ring (you know you're playin' with your own)\n  All my life, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n\n  Yes, I gave up everything (say what? Say what?)\n  God know about everything (say what? Say what?)\n  Drop a bomb on everything\n  Drop a bomb on everything (nigga, what?)\n\n  Yeah (say what?)\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)\n  Yeah\n  For your life, I'd give up everything\n\n  Alright, alright, that's good, Kanye\n  This is so excitin', isn't it? I love it\n  Yeah, can you believe it?\n  I can believe it the way you are\n\n  Somebody got it, though, you play tracks like Michael Jordan shoots free throws\n  Anybody does somethin' that much and that long and is that good, it's gotta pay off\n  Can't go up there and do nothin' but go off (yeah)\n  Isn't that, son? (Yeah)\n\n  The main thing is gettin' to do somethin' that you really love to do\n  So do you, do you think, do you think I come off too arrogant?\n  No, come off just right 'cause it's what's inside because you can't be a star and not be a star\n  You gotta have some oomph about you\n  Don't wanna just go say, \"Oh, I'm just really not all that, but thank you anyway\"\n  Nothin' like that, I'm not sayin' come off like that\n  I think the way you are handlin' yourself is really just perfect\n"}]