[{"id":5694210,"name":"Part 2","trackName":"Part 2","artistName":"Petey Pablo","albumName":"Still Writing In My Diary: 2nd Entry","duration":351.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Petey Pablo: Talking]\nLadies and gentlemen, I am proud to present to you today\nThe new album from Petey Pablo, \"Still Writing in My Diary: The 2nd Entry\"\nThe boy hot now; he been gone for a little while, had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\nBut that's what you're supposed to do when you get there: enjoy your life\nwhy'naw'mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow, we can lose this shit tonight\nYa understand what I'm sayin'\nbut this young man that I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\nHe's been at the lowest of the low, he's been at the top of the world\nAnd he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\nA fine young man, and I'm very proud to\nbe able to say that I even know the young fellow\nBut without further ado, because I know you've been waitin'\nStill writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\nMy mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars for a 5 dollar book of food stamps\nso she can get her some cigarettes?\" (laughs)\nYa see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\nWhen I go in the booth, and I go in there\nand I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\nLike this shit right here\n[Chorus: Repeat 2x]\nTime to take them shirts off again (put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent (put 'em back up in the air)\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it (put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that South shit again (put 'em back up in the air)\n[Petey Pablo]\nWhat you want this time, more fire?\nYour problem, I got it (I got it)\ny'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\nto come up in this bitch an' put me out (yeah, yeah)\nPetey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down (I brought this fire, baby)\nStronger than we've ever been baby boy\ny'all in trouble now (now now now now now now)\nIf y'all ain't ready (ready), better find your door\nit's time to go and y'all gotta get out\nAll up in the wheels and under your heels\nand let the best thing to roll you out\nIf you been there, I ain't got to talk to you about it\nIt don't get more gangsta, gangsta than it gets in this South\n[Chorus: Repeat 2x]\n[Petey Pablo]\nGot another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\nA brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\nGot a water hose, anything you want it up on\nCarolina (?) painted float to go with my post\nI be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\nAnd caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\nI'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\nChange my name for me (Mmmmmm mmmmmm P-P-Petey Pablo, ?)\nBob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\nLook around ya boy, if that ain't there the South at its best\nWe run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\nYour Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the Ace in my hand\n[Chorus: Repeat 2x]\n[Petey Pablo]\nI'm sellin this song out to everybody that took the time when I ain't got my shit\nRecord store, bootleg, under hung and everywhere that my CD is at\nI take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all, I wouldn't be nothin' at all\nAnd Carolina would still be two states, y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\nDo you see anything on my goddamn face that look like I'm playin'?\nHave I said anything tonight, that y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\nThat I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man!\nNaw I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n(And I) I swear on everything I love\nI'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\nAnd I don't need a gold on a black to black\njust some down at home country love (country love)\nI don't ask for much (huuuuuh huuuuhhh)\nthat's enough to keep my heart in the court (huuuuuh huuuuhhh)\nTell the truth, it's really messin' me up\nto see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up (ooooooooooh)\n[Chorus: Repeat 2x]\n(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Put 'em back up in the air\n(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Repeat 4x)\n[Chorus: Repeat 2x]","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.84] Ladies and gentlemen\n[00:03.50] I am proud to present to you today\n[00:06.40] The new album from Petey Pablo\n[00:09.41] 'Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'\n[00:12.32] The boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\n[00:16.93] Had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n[00:18.89] But that's what you're supposed to do\n[00:20.08] When you get there, enjoy your life\n[00:22.57] You know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\n[00:24.55] We can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n[00:27.50] But this young man\n[00:28.93] That I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\n[00:32.14] He's been at the lowest of the low\n[00:34.26] He's been at the top of the world\n[00:36.19] And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\n[00:42.28] A fine young man and I'm very proud to\n[00:46.80] Be able to say that I even know the young fellow\n[00:49.79] But without further a do, because I know you've been waitin'\n[00:54.66] Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n[01:01.04] My mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars\n[01:03.39] For a 5 dollar book of food stamps\n[01:05.69] So she can get her some cigarettes?\"\n[01:09.13] Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\n[01:14.00] When I go in the booth and I go in there\n[01:17.86] And I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\n[01:22.19] Like this shit right here\n[01:25.27] Time to take them shirts off again\n[01:26.09] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:26.54] Represent, represent\n[01:27.80] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:29.01] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[01:31.59] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:32.01] Start up that south shit again\n[01:35.12] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:36.30] Time to take them shirts off again\n[01:39.93] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:40.35] Represent, represent\n[01:43.60] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:44.82] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[01:46.32] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:47.05] Start up that south shit again\n[01:49.22] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:51.26] What you want this time, more fire?\n[01:52.90] Your problem, I got it\n[01:53.99] (I got it)\n[01:54.45] Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n[01:56.68] To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n[01:58.19] (Yeah, yeah)\n[01:58.95] Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n[02:00.44] (I brought this fire, baby)\n[02:01.34] Stronger than we've ever been\n[02:02.74] Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n[02:04.24] (Now now now)\n[02:05.08] If y'all ain't ready\n[02:06.04] (Ready)\n[02:06.51] Better find your door\n[02:07.77] It's time to go\n[02:08.62] And y'all gotta get out\n[02:09.62] All up in the wheels and under your heels\n[02:10.64] And let the best thing to roll you out\n[02:11.56] If you been there\n[02:13.57] (Been there)\n[02:14.09] I ain't got to talk to you about it\n[02:15.88] It don't get more gangsta\n[02:16.72] Gangsta then it gets in this south\n[02:18.43] Time to take them shirts off again\n[02:19.88] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:20.98] Represent, represent\n[02:23.00] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:27.41] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[02:28.16] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:29.43] Start up that south shit again\n[02:31.96] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:35.52] Time to take them shirts off again\n[02:41.65] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:44.25] Represent, represent\n[02:44.78] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:45.27] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[02:45.76] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:46.27] Start up that south shit again\n[02:46.46] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:47.02] Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n[02:51.51] A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\n[02:54.45] Got a water hose, anything you want it up on\n[02:57.44] Carolina candy painted float to go with my post\n[02:59.98] I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n[03:05.35] And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n[03:08.69] I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n[03:12.92] Change my name for me\n[03:16.78] (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n[03:17.23] Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n[03:19.08] Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n[03:21.15] We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n[03:25.23] Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n[03:30.47] Time to take them shirts off again\n[03:34.27] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:37.35] Represent, represent\n[03:39.06] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:39.26] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[03:40.15] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:42.16] Start up that south shit again\n[03:44.52] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:47.19] Time to take them shirts off again\n[03:49.43] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:49.85] Represent, represent\n[03:51.64] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:52.28] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[03:53.63] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:54.62] Start up that south shit again\n[03:58.04] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:59.10] I'm sellin' this song out to everybody\n[04:00.68] That took the time when I ain't got my shit\n[04:02.57] (My shit)\n[04:03.02] Record store, bootleg, under hung\n[04:04.63] And everywhere that my CD is at\n[04:05.82] I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\n[04:08.01] I wouldn't be nothin' at all\n[04:09.69] (At all)\n[04:09.91] And Carolina would still be two states\n[04:11.23] Y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n[04:12.77] Do you see anything on my goddamn face\n[04:14.85] That look like I'm playin'?\n[04:17.12] Have I said anything tonight\n[04:18.73] That y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n[04:20.58] That I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man\n[04:24.09] (Talk to me)\n[04:24.50] Now I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n[04:27.23] (And I)\n[04:27.66] I swear on everything I love\n[04:29.56] I'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n[04:31.39] And I don't need a gold on a black to black\n[04:33.02] Just some down at home country love\n[04:35.08] (Country love)\n[04:36.38] I don't ask for much\n[04:36.76] (Huh, huh)\n[04:37.33] That's enough to keep my heart in the court\n[04:38.13] (Huh, huh)\n[04:38.64] Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up\n[04:39.57] To see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n[04:40.45] (Ooh)\n[04:41.59] Time to take them shirts off again\n[04:43.48] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:45.33] Represent, represent\n[04:48.26] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:49.10] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[04:49.67] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:52.09] Start up that south shit again\n[04:53.91] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:55.37] Time to take them shirts off again\n[04:57.60] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:59.55] Represent, represent\n[05:01.34] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:02.65] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[05:04.17] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:06.87] Start up that south shit again\n[05:08.34] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:09.68] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:13.67] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:22.68] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:27.93] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:29.63] Time to take them shirts off again\n[05:30.68] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:31.26] Represent, represent\n[05:34.82] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:40.87] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[05:42.12] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:44.86] Start up that south shit again\n[05:46.30] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:48.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 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'em back up in the air\n  start_ms: 327930\n  end_ms: 329630\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 329630\n  end_ms: 330680\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 330680\n  end_ms: 331260\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 331260\n  end_ms: 334820\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 334820\n  end_ms: 340870\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 340870\n  end_ms: 342120\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 342120\n  end_ms: 344860\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 344860\n  end_ms: 346300\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 346300\n  end_ms: 348070\nplain: |-\n  [Petey Pablo: Talking]\n  Ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to present to you today\n  The new album from Petey Pablo, \"Still Writing in My Diary: The 2nd Entry\"\n  The boy hot now; he been gone for a little while, had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n  But that's what you're supposed to do when you get there: enjoy your life\n  why'naw'mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow, we can lose this shit tonight\n  Ya understand what I'm sayin'\n  but this young man that I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\n  He's been at the lowest of the low, he's been at the top of the world\n  And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\n  A fine young man, and I'm very proud to\n  be able to say that I even know the young fellow\n  But without further ado, because I know you've been waitin'\n  Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n  My mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars for a 5 dollar book of food stamps\n  so she can get her some cigarettes?\" (laughs)\n  Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\n  When I go in the booth, and I go in there\n  and I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\n  Like this shit right here\n  [Chorus: Repeat 2x]\n  Time to take them shirts off again (put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent (put 'em back up in the air)\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it (put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that South shit again (put 'em back up in the air)\n  [Petey Pablo]\n  What you want this time, more fire?\n  Your problem, I got it (I got it)\n  y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n  to come up in this bitch an' put me out (yeah, yeah)\n  Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down (I brought this fire, baby)\n  Stronger than we've ever been baby boy\n  y'all in trouble now (now now now now now now)\n  If y'all ain't ready (ready), better find your door\n  it's time to go and y'all gotta get out\n  All up in the wheels and under your heels\n  and let the best thing to roll you out\n  If you been there, I ain't got to talk to you about it\n  It don't get more gangsta, gangsta than it gets in this South\n  [Chorus: Repeat 2x]\n  [Petey Pablo]\n  Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n  A brand new weed wacker, 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again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.84] Ladies and gentlemen\n[00:03.50] I am proud to present to you today\n[00:06.40] The new album from Petey Pablo\n[00:09.41] 'Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'\n[00:12.32] The boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\n[00:16.93] Had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n[00:18.89] But that's what you're supposed to do\n[00:20.08] When you get there, enjoy your life\n[00:22.57] You know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\n[00:24.55] We can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n[00:27.50] But this young man\n[00:28.93] That I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\n[00:32.14] He's been at the lowest of the low\n[00:34.26] He's been at the top of the world\n[00:36.19] And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\n[00:42.28] A fine young man and I'm very proud to\n[00:46.80] Be able to say that I even know the young fellow\n[00:49.79] But without further a do, because I know you've been waitin'\n[00:54.66] Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n[01:01.04] My mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars\n[01:03.39] For a 5 dollar book of food stamps\n[01:05.69] So she can get her some cigarettes?\"\n[01:09.13] Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\n[01:14.00] When I go in the booth and I go in there\n[01:17.86] And I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\n[01:22.19] Like this shit right here\n[01:25.27] Time to take them shirts off again\n[01:26.09] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:26.54] Represent, represent\n[01:27.80] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:29.01] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[01:31.59] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:32.01] Start up that south shit again\n[01:35.12] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:36.30] Time to take them shirts off again\n[01:39.93] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:40.35] Represent, represent\n[01:43.60] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:44.82] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[01:46.32] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:47.05] Start up that south shit again\n[01:49.22] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:51.26] What you want this time, more fire?\n[01:52.90] Your problem, I got it\n[01:53.99] (I got it)\n[01:54.45] Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n[01:56.68] To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n[01:58.19] (Yeah, yeah)\n[01:58.95] Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n[02:00.44] (I brought this fire, baby)\n[02:01.34] Stronger than we've ever been\n[02:02.74] Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n[02:04.24] (Now now now)\n[02:05.08] If y'all ain't ready\n[02:06.04] (Ready)\n[02:06.51] Better find your door\n[02:07.77] It's time to go\n[02:08.62] And y'all gotta get out\n[02:09.62] All up in the wheels and under your heels\n[02:10.64] And let the best thing to roll you out\n[02:11.56] If you been there\n[02:13.57] (Been there)\n[02:14.09] I ain't got to talk to you about it\n[02:15.88] It don't get more gangsta\n[02:16.72] Gangsta then it gets in this south\n[02:18.43] Time to take them shirts off again\n[02:19.88] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:20.98] Represent, represent\n[02:23.00] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:27.41] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[02:28.16] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:29.43] Start up that south shit again\n[02:31.96] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:35.52] Time to take them shirts off again\n[02:41.65] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:44.25] Represent, represent\n[02:44.78] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:45.27] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[02:45.76] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:46.27] Start up that south shit again\n[02:46.46] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:47.02] Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n[02:51.51] A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\n[02:54.45] Got a water hose, anything you want it up on\n[02:57.44] Carolina candy painted float to go with my post\n[02:59.98] I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n[03:05.35] And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n[03:08.69] I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n[03:12.92] Change my name for me\n[03:16.78] (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n[03:17.23] Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n[03:19.08] Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n[03:21.15] We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n[03:25.23] Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n[03:30.47] Time to take them shirts off again\n[03:34.27] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:37.35] Represent, represent\n[03:39.06] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:39.26] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[03:40.15] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:42.16] Start up that south shit again\n[03:44.52] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:47.19] Time to take them shirts off again\n[03:49.43] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:49.85] Represent, represent\n[03:51.64] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:52.28] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[03:53.63] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:54.62] Start up that south shit again\n[03:58.04] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:59.10] I'm sellin' this song out to everybody\n[04:00.68] That took the time when I ain't got my shit\n[04:02.57] (My shit)\n[04:03.02] Record store, bootleg, under hung\n[04:04.63] And everywhere that my CD is at\n[04:05.82] I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\n[04:08.01] I wouldn't be nothin' at all\n[04:09.69] (At all)\n[04:09.91] And Carolina would still be two states\n[04:11.23] Y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n[04:12.77] Do you see anything on my goddamn face\n[04:14.85] That look like I'm playin'?\n[04:17.12] Have I said anything tonight\n[04:18.73] That y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n[04:20.58] That I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man\n[04:24.09] (Talk to me)\n[04:24.50] Now I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n[04:27.23] (And I)\n[04:27.66] I swear on everything I love\n[04:29.56] I'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n[04:31.39] And I don't need a gold on a black to black\n[04:33.02] Just some down at home country love\n[04:35.08] (Country love)\n[04:36.38] I don't ask for much\n[04:36.76] (Huh, huh)\n[04:37.33] That's enough to keep my heart in the court\n[04:38.13] (Huh, huh)\n[04:38.64] Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up\n[04:39.57] To see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n[04:40.45] (Ooh)\n[04:41.59] Time to take them shirts off again\n[04:43.48] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:45.33] Represent, represent\n[04:48.26] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:49.10] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[04:49.67] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:52.09] Start up that south shit again\n[04:53.91] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:55.37] Time to take them shirts off again\n[04:57.60] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:59.55] Represent, represent\n[05:01.34] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:02.65] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[05:04.17] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:06.87] Start up that south shit again\n[05:08.34] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:09.68] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:13.67] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:22.68] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:27.93] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:29.63] Time to take them shirts off again\n[05:30.68] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:31.26] Represent, represent\n[05:34.82] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:40.87] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[05:42.12] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:44.86] Start up that south shit again\n[05:46.30] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:48.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Part 2\n  artist: Petey Pablo\n  album: 'Still Writing in My Diary: 2nd Entry [Clean]'\n  duration_ms: 350720\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentlemen\n  start_ms: 1840\n  end_ms: 3500\n- text: I am proud to present to you today\n  start_ms: 3500\n  end_ms: 6400\n- text: The new album from Petey Pablo\n  start_ms: 6400\n  end_ms: 9410\n- text: '''Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'''\n  start_ms: 9410\n  end_ms: 12320\n- text: The boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\n  start_ms: 12320\n  end_ms: 16930\n- text: Had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n  start_ms: 16930\n  end_ms: 18890\n- text: But that's what you're supposed to do\n  start_ms: 18890\n  end_ms: 20080\n- text: When you get there, enjoy your life\n  start_ms: 20080\n  end_ms: 22570\n- text: You know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\n  start_ms: 22570\n  end_ms: 24550\n- text: We can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n  start_ms: 24550\n  end_ms: 27500\n- text: But this young man\n  start_ms: 27500\n  end_ms: 28930\n- text: That I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\n  start_ms: 28930\n  end_ms: 32140\n- text: He's been at the lowest of the low\n  start_ms: 32140\n  end_ms: 34260\n- text: He's been at the top of the world\n  start_ms: 34260\n  end_ms: 36190\n- text: And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\n  start_ms: 36190\n  end_ms: 42280\n- text: A fine young man and I'm very proud to\n  start_ms: 42280\n  end_ms: 46800\n- text: Be able to say that I even know the young fellow\n  start_ms: 46800\n  end_ms: 49790\n- text: But without further a do, because I know you've been waitin'\n  start_ms: 49790\n  end_ms: 54660\n- text: Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n  start_ms: 54660\n  end_ms: 61040\n- text: My mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars\n  start_ms: 61040\n  end_ms: 63390\n- text: For a 5 dollar book of food stamps\n  start_ms: 63390\n  end_ms: 65690\n- text: So she can get her some cigarettes?\"\n  start_ms: 65690\n  end_ms: 69130\n- text: Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\n  start_ms: 69130\n  end_ms: 74000\n- text: When I go in the booth and I go in there\n  start_ms: 74000\n  end_ms: 77860\n- text: And I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\n  start_ms: 77860\n  end_ms: 82190\n- text: Like this shit right here\n  start_ms: 82190\n  end_ms: 85270\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 85270\n  end_ms: 86090\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 86090\n  end_ms: 86540\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 86540\n  end_ms: 87800\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 87800\n  end_ms: 89010\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 89010\n  end_ms: 91590\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 91590\n  end_ms: 92010\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 92010\n  end_ms: 95120\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 95120\n  end_ms: 96300\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 96300\n  end_ms: 99930\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 99930\n  end_ms: 100350\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 100350\n  end_ms: 103600\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 103600\n  end_ms: 104820\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 104820\n  end_ms: 106320\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 106320\n  end_ms: 107050\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 107050\n  end_ms: 109220\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 109220\n  end_ms: 111260\n- text: What you want this time, more fire?\n  start_ms: 111260\n  end_ms: 112900\n- text: Your problem, I got it\n  start_ms: 112900\n  end_ms: 113990\n- text: (I got it)\n  start_ms: 113990\n  end_ms: 114450\n- text: Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n  start_ms: 114450\n  end_ms: 116680\n- text: To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n  start_ms: 116680\n  end_ms: 118190\n- text: (Yeah, yeah)\n  start_ms: 118190\n  end_ms: 118950\n- text: Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n  start_ms: 118950\n  end_ms: 120440\n- text: (I brought this fire, baby)\n  start_ms: 120440\n  end_ms: 121340\n- text: Stronger than we've ever been\n  start_ms: 121340\n  end_ms: 122740\n- text: Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n  start_ms: 122740\n  end_ms: 124240\n- text: (Now now now)\n  start_ms: 124240\n  end_ms: 125080\n- text: If y'all ain't ready\n  start_ms: 125080\n  end_ms: 126040\n- text: (Ready)\n  start_ms: 126040\n  end_ms: 126510\n- text: Better find your door\n  start_ms: 126510\n  end_ms: 127770\n- text: It's time to go\n  start_ms: 127770\n  end_ms: 128620\n- text: And y'all gotta get out\n  start_ms: 128620\n  end_ms: 129620\n- text: All up in the wheels and under your heels\n  start_ms: 129620\n  end_ms: 130640\n- text: And let the best thing to roll you out\n  start_ms: 130640\n  end_ms: 131560\n- text: If you been there\n  start_ms: 131560\n  end_ms: 133570\n- text: (Been there)\n  start_ms: 133570\n  end_ms: 134090\n- text: I ain't got to talk to you about it\n  start_ms: 134090\n  end_ms: 135880\n- text: It don't get more gangsta\n  start_ms: 135880\n  end_ms: 136720\n- text: Gangsta then it gets in this south\n  start_ms: 136720\n  end_ms: 138430\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 138430\n  end_ms: 139880\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 139880\n  end_ms: 140980\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 140980\n  end_ms: 143000\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 143000\n  end_ms: 147410\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 147410\n  end_ms: 148160\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 148160\n  end_ms: 149430\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 149430\n  end_ms: 151960\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 151960\n  end_ms: 155520\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 155520\n  end_ms: 161650\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 161650\n  end_ms: 164250\n- 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fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n  start_ms: 185350\n  end_ms: 188690\n- text: I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n  start_ms: 188690\n  end_ms: 192920\n- text: Change my name for me\n  start_ms: 192920\n  end_ms: 196780\n- text: (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n  start_ms: 196780\n  end_ms: 197230\n- text: Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n  start_ms: 197230\n  end_ms: 199080\n- text: Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n  start_ms: 199080\n  end_ms: 201150\n- text: We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n  start_ms: 201150\n  end_ms: 205230\n- text: Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n  start_ms: 205230\n  end_ms: 210470\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 210470\n  end_ms: 214270\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 214270\n  end_ms: 217350\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 217350\n  end_ms: 219060\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 219060\n  end_ms: 219260\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 219260\n  end_ms: 220150\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 220150\n  end_ms: 222160\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 222160\n  end_ms: 224520\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 224520\n  end_ms: 227190\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 227190\n  end_ms: 229430\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 229430\n  end_ms: 229850\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 229850\n  end_ms: 231640\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 231640\n  end_ms: 232280\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 232280\n  end_ms: 233630\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 233630\n  end_ms: 234620\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 234620\n  end_ms: 238040\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 238040\n  end_ms: 239100\n- text: I'm sellin' this song out to everybody\n  start_ms: 239100\n  end_ms: 240680\n- text: That took the time when I ain't got my shit\n  start_ms: 240680\n  end_ms: 242570\n- text: (My shit)\n  start_ms: 242570\n  end_ms: 243020\n- text: Record store, bootleg, under hung\n  start_ms: 243020\n  end_ms: 244630\n- text: And everywhere that my CD is at\n  start_ms: 244630\n  end_ms: 245820\n- text: I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\n  start_ms: 245820\n  end_ms: 248010\n- text: I wouldn't be nothin' at all\n  start_ms: 248010\n  end_ms: 249690\n- text: (At all)\n  start_ms: 249690\n  end_ms: 249910\n- text: And Carolina would still be two states\n  start_ms: 249910\n  end_ms: 251230\n- text: Y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n  start_ms: 251230\n  end_ms: 252770\n- text: Do you see anything on my goddamn face\n  start_ms: 252770\n  end_ms: 254850\n- text: That look like I'm playin'?\n  start_ms: 254850\n  end_ms: 257120\n- text: Have I said anything tonight\n  start_ms: 257120\n  end_ms: 258730\n- text: That y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n  start_ms: 258730\n  end_ms: 260580\n- text: That I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man\n  start_ms: 260580\n  end_ms: 264090\n- text: (Talk to me)\n  start_ms: 264090\n  end_ms: 264500\n- text: Now I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n  start_ms: 264500\n  end_ms: 267230\n- text: (And I)\n  start_ms: 267230\n  end_ms: 267660\n- text: I swear on everything I love\n  start_ms: 267660\n  end_ms: 269560\n- text: I'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n  start_ms: 269560\n  end_ms: 271390\n- text: And I don't need a gold on a black to black\n  start_ms: 271390\n  end_ms: 273020\n- text: Just some down at home country love\n  start_ms: 273020\n  end_ms: 275080\n- text: (Country love)\n  start_ms: 275080\n  end_ms: 276380\n- text: I don't ask for much\n  start_ms: 276380\n  end_ms: 276760\n- text: (Huh, huh)\n  start_ms: 276760\n  end_ms: 277330\n- text: That's enough to keep my heart in the court\n  start_ms: 277330\n  end_ms: 278130\n- text: (Huh, huh)\n  start_ms: 278130\n  end_ms: 278640\n- text: Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up\n  start_ms: 278640\n  end_ms: 279570\n- text: To see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n  start_ms: 279570\n  end_ms: 280450\n- text: (Ooh)\n  start_ms: 280450\n  end_ms: 281590\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 281590\n  end_ms: 283480\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 283480\n  end_ms: 285330\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 285330\n  end_ms: 288260\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 288260\n  end_ms: 289100\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 289100\n  end_ms: 289670\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 289670\n  end_ms: 292090\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 292090\n  end_ms: 293910\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 293910\n  end_ms: 295370\n- 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330680\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 330680\n  end_ms: 331260\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 331260\n  end_ms: 334820\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 334820\n  end_ms: 340870\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 340870\n  end_ms: 342120\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 342120\n  end_ms: 344860\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 344860\n  end_ms: 346300\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 346300\n  end_ms: 348070\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 348070\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentlemen\n  I am proud to present to you today\n  The new album from Petey Pablo\n  'Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'\n\n  The boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\n  Had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n  But that's what you're supposed to do\n  When you get there, enjoy your life\n  You know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\n  We can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n\n  But this young man\n  That I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\n  He's been at the lowest of the low\n  He's been at the top of the world\n\n  And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\n  A fine young man and I'm very proud to\n  Be able to say that I even know the young fellow\n  But without further a do, because I know you've been waitin'\n  Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n\n  My mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars\n  For a 5 dollar book of food stamps\n  So she can get her some cigarettes?\"\n\n  Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\n  When I go in the booth and I go in there\n  And I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\n  Like this shit right here\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  What you want this time, more fire?\n  Your problem, I got it\n  (I got it)\n  Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n  To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n  (Yeah, yeah)\n\n  Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n  (I brought this fire, baby)\n  Stronger than we've ever been\n  Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n  (Now now now)\n\n  If y'all ain't ready\n  (Ready)\n  Better find your door\n  It's time to go\n  And y'all gotta get out\n\n  All up in the wheels and under your heels\n  And let the best thing to roll you out\n  If you been there\n  (Been there)\n  I ain't got to talk to you about it\n  It don't get 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on\n[02:57.44] Carolina candy painted float to go with my post\n[02:59.98] I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n[03:05.35] And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n[03:08.69] I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n[03:12.92] Change my name for me\n[03:16.78] (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n[03:17.23] Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n[03:19.08] Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n[03:21.15] We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n[03:25.23] Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n[03:30.47] Time to take them shirts off again\n[03:34.27] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:37.35] Represent, represent\n[03:39.06] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:39.26] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[03:40.15] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:42.16] Start up that south shit again\n[03:44.52] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:47.19] Time to take them shirts off again\n[03:49.43] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:49.85] Represent, represent\n[03:51.64] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:52.28] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[03:53.63] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:54.62] Start up that south shit again\n[03:58.04] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:59.10] I'm sellin' this song out to everybody\n[04:00.68] That took the time when I ain't got my shit\n[04:02.57] (My shit)\n[04:03.02] Record store, bootleg, under hung\n[04:04.63] And everywhere that my CD is at\n[04:05.82] I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\n[04:08.01] I wouldn't be nothin' at all\n[04:09.69] (At all)\n[04:09.91] And Carolina would still be two states\n[04:11.23] Y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n[04:12.77] Do you see anything on my goddamn face\n[04:14.85] That look like I'm playin'?\n[04:17.12] Have I said anything tonight\n[04:18.73] That y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n[04:20.58] That I leave 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back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 99930\n  end_ms: 100350\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 100350\n  end_ms: 103600\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 103600\n  end_ms: 104820\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 104820\n  end_ms: 106320\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 106320\n  end_ms: 107050\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 107050\n  end_ms: 109220\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 109220\n  end_ms: 111260\n- text: What you want this time, more fire?\n  start_ms: 111260\n  end_ms: 112900\n- text: Your problem, I got it\n  start_ms: 112900\n  end_ms: 113990\n- text: (I got it)\n  start_ms: 113990\n  end_ms: 114450\n- text: Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n  start_ms: 114450\n  end_ms: 116680\n- text: To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n  start_ms: 116680\n  end_ms: 118190\n- text: (Yeah, yeah)\n  start_ms: 118190\n  end_ms: 118950\n- text: Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n  start_ms: 118950\n  end_ms: 120440\n- text: (I brought this fire, baby)\n  start_ms: 120440\n  end_ms: 121340\n- text: Stronger than we've ever been\n  start_ms: 121340\n  end_ms: 122740\n- text: Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n  start_ms: 122740\n  end_ms: 124240\n- text: (Now now now)\n  start_ms: 124240\n  end_ms: 125080\n- text: If y'all ain't ready\n  start_ms: 125080\n  end_ms: 126040\n- text: (Ready)\n  start_ms: 126040\n  end_ms: 126510\n- text: Better find your door\n  start_ms: 126510\n  end_ms: 127770\n- text: It's time to go\n  start_ms: 127770\n  end_ms: 128620\n- text: And y'all gotta get out\n  start_ms: 128620\n  end_ms: 129620\n- text: All up in the wheels and under your heels\n  start_ms: 129620\n  end_ms: 130640\n- text: And let the best thing to roll you out\n  start_ms: 130640\n  end_ms: 131560\n- text: If you been there\n  start_ms: 131560\n  end_ms: 133570\n- text: (Been there)\n  start_ms: 133570\n  end_ms: 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end_ms: 185350\n- text: And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n  start_ms: 185350\n  end_ms: 188690\n- text: I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n  start_ms: 188690\n  end_ms: 192920\n- text: Change my name for me\n  start_ms: 192920\n  end_ms: 196780\n- text: (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n  start_ms: 196780\n  end_ms: 197230\n- text: Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n  start_ms: 197230\n  end_ms: 199080\n- text: Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n  start_ms: 199080\n  end_ms: 201150\n- text: We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n  start_ms: 201150\n  end_ms: 205230\n- text: Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n  start_ms: 205230\n  end_ms: 210470\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 210470\n  end_ms: 214270\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 214270\n  end_ms: 217350\n- text: Represent, represent\n  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off again\n  start_ms: 329630\n  end_ms: 330680\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 330680\n  end_ms: 331260\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 331260\n  end_ms: 334820\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 334820\n  end_ms: 340870\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 340870\n  end_ms: 342120\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 342120\n  end_ms: 344860\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 344860\n  end_ms: 346300\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 346300\n  end_ms: 348070\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 348070\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentlemen\n  I am proud to present to you today\n  The new album from Petey Pablo\n  'Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'\n\n  The boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\n  Had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n  But that's what you're supposed to do\n  When you get there, enjoy your life\n  You know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\n  We can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n\n  But this young man\n  That I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\n  He's been at the lowest of the low\n  He's been at the top of the world\n\n  And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\n  A fine young man and I'm very proud to\n  Be able to say that I even know the young fellow\n  But without further a do, because I know you've been waitin'\n  Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n\n  My mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars\n  For a 5 dollar book of food stamps\n  So she can get her some cigarettes?\"\n\n  Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\n  When I go in the booth and I go in there\n  And I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\n  Like this shit right here\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  What you want this time, more fire?\n  Your problem, I got it\n  (I got it)\n  Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n  To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n  (Yeah, yeah)\n\n  Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n  (I brought this fire, baby)\n  Stronger than we've ever been\n  Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n  (Now now now)\n\n  If y'all ain't ready\n  (Ready)\n  Better find your door\n  It's time to go\n  And y'all gotta get out\n\n  All up in the wheels and under your heels\n  And let the best thing to roll you out\n  If you been there\n  (Been there)\n  I ain't got to talk to you about it\n  It don't get more gangsta\n  Gangsta then it gets in this south\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n  A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\n  Got a water hose, anything you want it up on\n  Carolina candy painted float to go with my post\n  I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n\n  And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n  I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n  Change my name for me\n  (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n\n  Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n  Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n  We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n  Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I'm sellin' this song out to everybody\n  That took the time when 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again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Put 'em back up in the air\n  Put 'em back up in the air\n  Put 'em back up in the air\n  Put 'em back up in the air\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n"},{"id":25313255,"name":"Part 2","trackName":"Part 2","artistName":"Petey Pablo","albumName":"Still Writing In My Diary 2nd","duration":350.92898,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Petey Pablo: Talking]\nLadies and gentlemen, I am proud to present to you today\nThe new album from Petey Pablo, \"Still Writing in My Diary: The 2nd Entry\"\nThe boy hot now; he been gone for a little while, had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\nBut that's what you're supposed to do when you get there: enjoy your life\nwhy'naw'mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow, we can lose this shit tonight\nYa understand what I'm sayin'\nbut this young man that I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\nHe's been at the lowest of the low, he's been at the top of the world\nAnd he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\nA fine young man, and I'm very proud to\nbe able to say that I even know the young fellow\nBut without further ado, because I know you've been waitin'\nStill writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\nMy mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars for a 5 dollar book of food stamps\nso she can get her some cigarettes?\" (laughs)\nYa see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\nWhen I go in the booth, and I go in there\nand I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\nLike this shit right here\n[Chorus: Repeat 2x]\nTime to take them shirts off again (put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent (put 'em back up in the air)\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it (put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that South shit again (put 'em back up in the air)\n[Petey Pablo]\nWhat you want this time, more fire?\nYour problem, I got it (I got it)\ny'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\nto come up in this bitch an' put me out (yeah, yeah)\nPetey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down (I brought this fire, baby)\nStronger than we've ever been baby boy\ny'all in trouble now (now now now now now now)\nIf y'all ain't ready (ready), better find your door\nit's time to go and y'all gotta get out\nAll up in the wheels and under your heels\nand let the best thing to roll you out\nIf you been there, I ain't got to talk to you about it\nIt don't get more gangsta, gangsta than it gets in this South\n[Chorus: Repeat 2x]\n[Petey Pablo]\nGot another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\nA brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\nGot a water hose, anything you want it up on\nCarolina (?) painted float to go with my post\nI be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\nAnd caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\nI'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\nChange my name for me (Mmmmmm mmmmmm P-P-Petey Pablo, ?)\nBob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\nLook around ya boy, if that ain't there the South at its best\nWe run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\nYour Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the Ace in my hand\n[Chorus: Repeat 2x]\n[Petey Pablo]\nI'm sellin this song out to everybody that took the time when I ain't got my shit\nRecord store, bootleg, under hung and everywhere that my CD is at\nI take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all, I wouldn't be nothin' at all\nAnd Carolina would still be two states, y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\nDo you see anything on my goddamn face that look like I'm playin'?\nHave I said anything tonight, that y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\nThat I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man!\nNaw I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n(And I) I swear on everything I love\nI'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\nAnd I don't need a gold on a black to black\njust some down at home country love (country love)\nI don't ask for much (huuuuuh huuuuhhh)\nthat's enough to keep my heart in the court (huuuuuh huuuuhhh)\nTell the truth, it's really messin' me up\nto see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up (ooooooooooh)\n[Chorus: Repeat 2x]\n(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Put 'em back up in the air\n(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Repeat 4x)\n[Chorus: Repeat 2x]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Part 2\n  artist: Petey Pablo\n  album: Still Writing In My Diary 2nd\n  duration_ms: 350929\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Petey Pablo: Talking]\n  Ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to present to you today\n  The new album from Petey Pablo, \"Still Writing in My Diary: The 2nd Entry\"\n  The boy hot now; he been gone for a little while, had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n  But that's what you're supposed to do when you get there: enjoy your life\n  why'naw'mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow, we can lose this shit tonight\n  Ya understand what I'm sayin'\n  but this young man that I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\n  He's been at the lowest of the low, he's been at the top of the world\n  And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\n  A fine young man, and I'm very proud to\n  be able to say that I even know the young fellow\n  But without further ado, because I know you've been waitin'\n  Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n  My mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars for a 5 dollar book of food stamps\n  so she can get her some cigarettes?\" (laughs)\n  Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\n  When I go in the booth, and I go in there\n  and I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\n  Like this shit right here\n  [Chorus: Repeat 2x]\n  Time to take them shirts off again (put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent (put 'em back up in the air)\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it (put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that South shit again (put 'em back up in the air)\n  [Petey Pablo]\n  What you want this time, more fire?\n  Your problem, I got it (I got it)\n  y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n  to come up in this bitch an' put me out (yeah, yeah)\n  Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down (I brought this fire, baby)\n  Stronger than we've ever been baby boy\n  y'all in trouble now (now now now now now now)\n  If y'all ain't ready (ready), better find your door\n  it's time to go and y'all gotta get out\n  All up in the wheels and under your heels\n  and let the best thing to roll you out\n  If you been there, I ain't got to talk to you about it\n  It don't get more gangsta, gangsta than it gets in this South\n  [Chorus: Repeat 2x]\n  [Petey Pablo]\n  Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n  A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\n  Got a water hose, anything you want it up on\n  Carolina (?) painted float to go with my post\n  I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n  And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n  I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n  Change my name for me (Mmmmmm mmmmmm P-P-Petey Pablo, ?)\n  Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n  Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the South at its best\n  We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n  Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the Ace in my hand\n  [Chorus: Repeat 2x]\n  [Petey Pablo]\n  I'm sellin this song out to everybody that took the time when I ain't got my shit\n  Record store, bootleg, under hung and everywhere that my CD is at\n  I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all, I wouldn't be nothin' at all\n  And Carolina would still be two states, y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n  Do you see anything on my goddamn face that look like I'm playin'?\n  Have I said anything tonight, that y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n  That I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man!\n  Naw I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n  (And I) I swear on everything I love\n  I'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n  And I don't need a gold on a black to black\n  just some down at home country love (country love)\n  I don't ask for much (huuuuuh huuuuhhh)\n  that's enough to keep my heart in the court (huuuuuh huuuuhhh)\n  Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up\n  to see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up (ooooooooooh)\n  [Chorus: Repeat 2x]\n  (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Put 'em back up in the air\n  (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Repeat 4x)\n  [Chorus: Repeat 2x]\n"},{"id":22263839,"name":"Part 2","trackName":"Part 2","artistName":"Petey Pablo","albumName":"Still Writing In My Diary 2nd Entry (Retail)","duration":350.92898,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentlemen\nI am proud to present to you today\nThe new album from Petey Pablo\n'Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'\n\nThe boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\nHad a little vacation, enjoyin' life\nBut that's what you're supposed to do\nWhen you get there, enjoy your life\nYou know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\nWe can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n\nBut this young man\nThat I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\nHe's been at the lowest of the low\nHe's been at the top of the world\n\nAnd he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\nA fine young man and I'm very proud to\nBe able to say that I even know the young fellow\nBut without further a do, because I know you've been waitin'\nStill writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n\nMy mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars\nFor a 5 dollar book of food stamps\nSo she can get her some cigarettes?\"\n\nYa see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\nWhen I go in the booth and I go in there\nAnd I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\nLike this shit right here\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nWhat you want this time, more fire?\nYour problem, I got it\n(I got it)\nY'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\nTo come up in this bitch an' put me out\n(Yeah, yeah)\n\nPetey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n(I brought this fire, baby)\nStronger than we've ever been\nBaby, boy y'all in trouble now\n(Now now now)\n\nIf y'all ain't ready\n(Ready)\nBetter find your door\nIt's time to go\nAnd y'all gotta get out\n\nAll up in the wheels and under your heels\nAnd let the best thing to roll you out\nIf you been there\n(Been there)\nI ain't got to talk to you about it\nIt don't get more gangsta\nGangsta then it gets in this south\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nGot another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\nA brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\nGot a water hose, anything you want it up on\nCarolina candy painted float to go with my post\nI be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n\nAnd caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\nI'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\nChange my name for me\n(Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n\nBob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\nLook around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\nWe run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\nYour Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI'm sellin' this song out to everybody\nThat took the time when I ain't got my shit\n(My shit)\nRecord store, bootleg, under hung\nAnd everywhere that my CD is at\n\nI take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\nI wouldn't be nothin' at all\n(At all)\nAnd Carolina would still be two states\nY'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n\nDo you see anything on my goddamn face\nThat look like I'm playin'?\nHave I said anything tonight\nThat y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n\nThat I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man\n(Talk to me)\nNow I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n(And I)\nI swear on everything I love\nI'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n\nAnd I don't need a gold on a black to black\nJust some down at home country love\n(Country love)\nI don't ask for much\n(Huh, huh)\n\nThat's enough to keep my heart in the court\n(Huh, huh)\nTell the truth, it's really messin' me up\nTo see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n(Ooh)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nPut 'em back up in the air\nPut 'em back up in the air\nPut 'em back up in the air\nPut 'em back up in the air\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.84] Ladies and gentlemen\n[00:03.50] I am proud to present to you today\n[00:06.40] The new album from Petey Pablo\n[00:09.41] 'Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'\n[00:12.32] The boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\n[00:16.93] Had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n[00:18.89] But that's what you're supposed to do\n[00:20.08] When you get there, enjoy your life\n[00:22.57] You know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\n[00:24.55] We can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n[00:27.50] But this young man\n[00:28.93] That I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\n[00:32.14] He's been at the lowest of the low\n[00:34.26] He's been at the top of the world\n[00:36.19] And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\n[00:42.28] A fine young man and I'm very proud to\n[00:46.80] Be able to say that I even know the young fellow\n[00:49.79] But without further a do, because I know you've been waitin'\n[00:54.66] Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n[01:01.04] My mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars\n[01:03.39] For a 5 dollar book of food stamps\n[01:05.69] So she can get her some cigarettes?\"\n[01:09.13] Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\n[01:14.00] When I go in the booth and I go in there\n[01:17.86] And I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\n[01:22.19] Like this shit right here\n[01:25.27] Time to take them shirts off again\n[01:26.09] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:26.54] Represent, represent\n[01:27.80] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:29.01] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[01:31.59] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:32.01] Start up that south shit again\n[01:35.12] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:36.30] Time to take them shirts off again\n[01:39.93] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:40.35] Represent, represent\n[01:43.60] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:44.82] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[01:46.32] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:47.05] Start up that south shit again\n[01:49.22] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:51.26] What you want this time, more fire?\n[01:52.90] Your problem, I got it\n[01:53.99] (I got it)\n[01:54.45] Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n[01:56.68] To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n[01:58.19] (Yeah, yeah)\n[01:58.95] Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n[02:00.44] (I brought this fire, baby)\n[02:01.34] Stronger than we've ever been\n[02:02.74] Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n[02:04.24] (Now now now)\n[02:05.08] If y'all ain't ready\n[02:06.04] (Ready)\n[02:06.51] Better find your door\n[02:07.77] It's time to go\n[02:08.62] And y'all gotta get out\n[02:09.62] All up in the wheels and under your heels\n[02:10.64] And let the best thing to roll you out\n[02:11.56] If you been there\n[02:13.57] (Been there)\n[02:14.09] I ain't got to talk to you about it\n[02:15.88] It don't get more gangsta\n[02:16.72] Gangsta then it gets in this south\n[02:18.43] Time to take them shirts off again\n[02:19.88] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:20.98] Represent, represent\n[02:23.00] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:27.41] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[02:28.16] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:29.43] Start up that south shit again\n[02:31.96] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:35.52] Time to take them shirts off again\n[02:41.65] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:44.25] Represent, represent\n[02:44.78] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:45.27] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[02:45.76] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:46.27] Start up that south shit again\n[02:46.46] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:47.02] Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n[02:51.51] A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\n[02:54.45] Got a water hose, anything you want it up on\n[02:57.44] Carolina candy painted float to go with my post\n[02:59.98] I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n[03:05.35] And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n[03:08.69] I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n[03:12.92] Change my name for me\n[03:16.78] (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n[03:17.23] Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n[03:19.08] Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n[03:21.15] We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n[03:25.23] Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n[03:30.47] Time to take them shirts off again\n[03:34.27] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:37.35] Represent, represent\n[03:39.06] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:39.26] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[03:40.15] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:42.16] Start up that south shit again\n[03:44.52] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:47.19] Time to take them shirts off again\n[03:49.43] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:49.85] Represent, represent\n[03:51.64] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:52.28] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[03:53.63] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:54.62] Start up that south shit again\n[03:58.04] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:59.10] I'm sellin' this song out to everybody\n[04:00.68] That took the time when I ain't got my shit\n[04:02.57] (My shit)\n[04:03.02] Record store, bootleg, under hung\n[04:04.63] And everywhere that my CD is at\n[04:05.82] I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\n[04:08.01] I wouldn't be nothin' at all\n[04:09.69] (At all)\n[04:09.91] And Carolina would still be two states\n[04:11.23] Y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n[04:12.77] Do you see anything on my goddamn face\n[04:14.85] That look like I'm playin'?\n[04:17.12] Have I said anything tonight\n[04:18.73] That y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n[04:20.58] That I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man\n[04:24.09] (Talk to me)\n[04:24.50] Now I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n[04:27.23] (And I)\n[04:27.66] I swear on everything I love\n[04:29.56] I'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n[04:31.39] And I don't need a gold on a black to black\n[04:33.02] Just some down at home country love\n[04:35.08] (Country love)\n[04:36.38] I don't ask for much\n[04:36.76] (Huh, huh)\n[04:37.33] That's enough to keep my heart in the court\n[04:38.13] (Huh, huh)\n[04:38.64] Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up\n[04:39.57] To see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n[04:40.45] (Ooh)\n[04:41.59] Time to take them shirts off again\n[04:43.48] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:45.33] Represent, represent\n[04:48.26] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:49.10] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[04:49.67] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:52.09] Start up that south shit again\n[04:53.91] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:55.37] Time to take them shirts off again\n[04:57.60] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:59.55] Represent, represent\n[05:01.34] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:02.65] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[05:04.17] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:06.87] Start up that south shit again\n[05:08.34] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:09.68] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:13.67] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:22.68] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:27.93] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:29.63] Time to take them shirts off again\n[05:30.68] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:31.26] Represent, represent\n[05:34.82] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:40.87] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[05:42.12] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:44.86] Start up that south shit again\n[05:46.30] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:48.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Part 2\n  artist: Petey Pablo\n  album: Still Writing In My Diary 2nd Entry (Retail)\n  duration_ms: 350929\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentlemen\n  start_ms: 1840\n  end_ms: 3500\n- text: I am proud to present to you today\n  start_ms: 3500\n  end_ms: 6400\n- text: The new album from Petey Pablo\n  start_ms: 6400\n  end_ms: 9410\n- text: '''Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'''\n  start_ms: 9410\n  end_ms: 12320\n- text: The boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\n  start_ms: 12320\n  end_ms: 16930\n- text: Had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n  start_ms: 16930\n  end_ms: 18890\n- text: But that's what you're supposed to do\n  start_ms: 18890\n  end_ms: 20080\n- text: When you get there, enjoy your life\n  start_ms: 20080\n  end_ms: 22570\n- text: You know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\n  start_ms: 22570\n  end_ms: 24550\n- text: We can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n  start_ms: 24550\n  end_ms: 27500\n- text: But this young man\n  start_ms: 27500\n  end_ms: 28930\n- text: That I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\n  start_ms: 28930\n  end_ms: 32140\n- text: He's been at the lowest of the low\n  start_ms: 32140\n  end_ms: 34260\n- text: He's been at the top of the world\n  start_ms: 34260\n  end_ms: 36190\n- text: And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\n  start_ms: 36190\n  end_ms: 42280\n- text: A fine young man and I'm very proud to\n  start_ms: 42280\n  end_ms: 46800\n- text: Be able to say that I even know the young fellow\n  start_ms: 46800\n  end_ms: 49790\n- 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86540\n  end_ms: 87800\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 87800\n  end_ms: 89010\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 89010\n  end_ms: 91590\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 91590\n  end_ms: 92010\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 92010\n  end_ms: 95120\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 95120\n  end_ms: 96300\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 96300\n  end_ms: 99930\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 99930\n  end_ms: 100350\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 100350\n  end_ms: 103600\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 103600\n  end_ms: 104820\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 104820\n  end_ms: 106320\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 106320\n  end_ms: 107050\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 107050\n  end_ms: 109220\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 109220\n  end_ms: 111260\n- text: What you want this time, more fire?\n  start_ms: 111260\n  end_ms: 112900\n- text: Your problem, I got it\n  start_ms: 112900\n  end_ms: 113990\n- text: (I got it)\n  start_ms: 113990\n  end_ms: 114450\n- text: Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n  start_ms: 114450\n  end_ms: 116680\n- text: To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n  start_ms: 116680\n  end_ms: 118190\n- text: (Yeah, yeah)\n  start_ms: 118190\n  end_ms: 118950\n- text: Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n  start_ms: 118950\n  end_ms: 120440\n- text: (I brought this fire, baby)\n  start_ms: 120440\n  end_ms: 121340\n- text: Stronger than we've ever been\n  start_ms: 121340\n  end_ms: 122740\n- text: Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n  start_ms: 122740\n  end_ms: 124240\n- text: (Now now now)\n  start_ms: 124240\n  end_ms: 125080\n- text: If y'all ain't ready\n  start_ms: 125080\n  end_ms: 126040\n- text: (Ready)\n  start_ms: 126040\n  end_ms: 126510\n- text: Better find your door\n  start_ms: 126510\n  end_ms: 127770\n- text: It's time to go\n  start_ms: 127770\n  end_ms: 128620\n- text: And y'all gotta get out\n  start_ms: 128620\n  end_ms: 129620\n- text: All up in the wheels and under your heels\n  start_ms: 129620\n  end_ms: 130640\n- text: And let the best thing to roll you out\n  start_ms: 130640\n  end_ms: 131560\n- text: If you been there\n  start_ms: 131560\n  end_ms: 133570\n- text: (Been there)\n  start_ms: 133570\n  end_ms: 134090\n- text: I ain't got to talk to you about it\n  start_ms: 134090\n  end_ms: 135880\n- text: It don't get more gangsta\n  start_ms: 135880\n  end_ms: 136720\n- text: Gangsta then it gets in this south\n  start_ms: 136720\n  end_ms: 138430\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 138430\n  end_ms: 139880\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 139880\n  end_ms: 140980\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 140980\n  end_ms: 143000\n- text: (Put 'em back up 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167020\n- text: Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n  start_ms: 167020\n  end_ms: 171510\n- text: A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\n  start_ms: 171510\n  end_ms: 174450\n- text: Got a water hose, anything you want it up on\n  start_ms: 174450\n  end_ms: 177440\n- text: Carolina candy painted float to go with my post\n  start_ms: 177440\n  end_ms: 179980\n- text: I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n  start_ms: 179980\n  end_ms: 185350\n- text: And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n  start_ms: 185350\n  end_ms: 188690\n- text: I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n  start_ms: 188690\n  end_ms: 192920\n- text: Change my name for me\n  start_ms: 192920\n  end_ms: 196780\n- text: (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n  start_ms: 196780\n  end_ms: 197230\n- text: Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n  start_ms: 197230\n  end_ms: 199080\n- text: Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n  start_ms: 199080\n  end_ms: 201150\n- text: We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n  start_ms: 201150\n  end_ms: 205230\n- text: Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n  start_ms: 205230\n  end_ms: 210470\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 210470\n  end_ms: 214270\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 214270\n  end_ms: 217350\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 217350\n  end_ms: 219060\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 219060\n  end_ms: 219260\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 219260\n  end_ms: 220150\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 220150\n  end_ms: 222160\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 222160\n  end_ms: 224520\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 224520\n  end_ms: 227190\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 227190\n  end_ms: 229430\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 229430\n  end_ms: 229850\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 229850\n  end_ms: 231640\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 231640\n  end_ms: 232280\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 232280\n  end_ms: 233630\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 233630\n  end_ms: 234620\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 234620\n  end_ms: 238040\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 238040\n  end_ms: 239100\n- text: I'm sellin' this song out to everybody\n  start_ms: 239100\n  end_ms: 240680\n- text: That took the time when I ain't got my shit\n  start_ms: 240680\n  end_ms: 242570\n- text: (My shit)\n  start_ms: 242570\n  end_ms: 243020\n- text: Record store, bootleg, under hung\n  start_ms: 243020\n  end_ms: 244630\n- text: And everywhere that my CD is at\n  start_ms: 244630\n  end_ms: 245820\n- text: I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\n  start_ms: 245820\n  end_ms: 248010\n- text: I wouldn't be nothin' at all\n  start_ms: 248010\n  end_ms: 249690\n- text: (At all)\n  start_ms: 249690\n  end_ms: 249910\n- text: And Carolina would still be two states\n  start_ms: 249910\n  end_ms: 251230\n- text: Y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n  start_ms: 251230\n  end_ms: 252770\n- text: Do you see anything on my goddamn face\n  start_ms: 252770\n  end_ms: 254850\n- text: That look like I'm playin'?\n  start_ms: 254850\n  end_ms: 257120\n- text: Have I said anything tonight\n  start_ms: 257120\n  end_ms: 258730\n- text: That y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n  start_ms: 258730\n  end_ms: 260580\n- text: That I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man\n  start_ms: 260580\n  end_ms: 264090\n- text: (Talk to me)\n  start_ms: 264090\n  end_ms: 264500\n- text: Now I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n  start_ms: 264500\n  end_ms: 267230\n- text: (And I)\n  start_ms: 267230\n  end_ms: 267660\n- text: I swear on everything I love\n  start_ms: 267660\n  end_ms: 269560\n- text: I'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n  start_ms: 269560\n  end_ms: 271390\n- text: And I don't need a gold on a black to black\n  start_ms: 271390\n  end_ms: 273020\n- text: Just some down at home country love\n  start_ms: 273020\n  end_ms: 275080\n- text: (Country love)\n  start_ms: 275080\n  end_ms: 276380\n- text: I don't ask for much\n  start_ms: 276380\n  end_ms: 276760\n- text: (Huh, huh)\n  start_ms: 276760\n  end_ms: 277330\n- text: That's enough to keep my heart in the court\n  start_ms: 277330\n  end_ms: 278130\n- text: (Huh, huh)\n  start_ms: 278130\n  end_ms: 278640\n- text: Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up\n  start_ms: 278640\n  end_ms: 279570\n- text: To see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n  start_ms: 279570\n  end_ms: 280450\n- text: (Ooh)\n  start_ms: 280450\n  end_ms: 281590\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 281590\n  end_ms: 283480\n- 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end_ms: 306870\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 306870\n  end_ms: 308340\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 308340\n  end_ms: 309680\n- text: Put 'em back up in the air\n  start_ms: 309680\n  end_ms: 313670\n- text: Put 'em back up in the air\n  start_ms: 313670\n  end_ms: 322680\n- text: Put 'em back up in the air\n  start_ms: 322680\n  end_ms: 327930\n- text: Put 'em back up in the air\n  start_ms: 327930\n  end_ms: 329630\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 329630\n  end_ms: 330680\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 330680\n  end_ms: 331260\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 331260\n  end_ms: 334820\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 334820\n  end_ms: 340870\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 340870\n  end_ms: 342120\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 342120\n  end_ms: 344860\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 344860\n  end_ms: 346300\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 346300\n  end_ms: 348070\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 348070\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentlemen\n  I am proud to present to you today\n  The new album from Petey Pablo\n  'Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'\n\n  The boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\n  Had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n  But that's what you're supposed to do\n  When you get there, enjoy your life\n  You know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\n  We can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n\n  But this young man\n  That I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\n  He's been at the lowest of the low\n  He's been at the top of the world\n\n  And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\n  A fine young man and I'm very proud to\n  Be able to say that I even know the young fellow\n  But without further a do, because I know you've been waitin'\n  Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n\n  My mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars\n  For a 5 dollar book of food stamps\n  So she can get her some cigarettes?\"\n\n  Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\n  When I go in the booth and I go in there\n  And I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\n  Like this shit right here\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  What you want this time, more fire?\n  Your problem, I got it\n  (I got it)\n  Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n  To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n  (Yeah, yeah)\n\n  Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n  (I brought this fire, baby)\n  Stronger than we've ever been\n  Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n  (Now now now)\n\n  If y'all ain't ready\n  (Ready)\n  Better find your door\n  It's time to go\n  And y'all gotta get out\n\n  All up in the wheels and under your heels\n  And let the best thing to roll you out\n  If you been there\n  (Been there)\n  I ain't got to talk to you about it\n  It don't get more gangsta\n  Gangsta then it gets in this south\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n  A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\n  Got a water hose, anything you want it up on\n  Carolina candy painted float to go with my post\n  I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n\n  And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n  I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n  Change my name for me\n  (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n\n  Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n  Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n  We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n  Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I'm sellin' this song out to everybody\n  That took the time when I ain't got my shit\n  (My shit)\n  Record store, bootleg, under hung\n  And everywhere that my CD is at\n\n  I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\n  I wouldn't be nothin' at all\n  (At all)\n  And Carolina would still be two states\n  Y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n\n  Do you see anything on my goddamn face\n  That look like I'm playin'?\n  Have I said anything tonight\n  That y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n\n  That I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man\n  (Talk to me)\n  Now I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n  (And I)\n  I swear on everything I love\n  I'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n\n  And I don't need a gold on a black to black\n  Just some down at home country love\n  (Country love)\n  I don't ask for much\n  (Huh, huh)\n\n  That's enough to keep my heart in the court\n  (Huh, huh)\n  Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up\n  To see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n  (Ooh)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  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sayin'\n[01:22.19] Like this shit right here\n[01:25.27] Time to take them shirts off again\n[01:26.09] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:26.54] Represent, represent\n[01:27.80] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:29.01] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[01:31.59] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:32.01] Start up that south shit again\n[01:35.12] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:36.30] Time to take them shirts off again\n[01:39.93] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:40.35] Represent, represent\n[01:43.60] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:44.82] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[01:46.32] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:47.05] Start up that south shit again\n[01:49.22] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:51.26] What you want this time, more fire?\n[01:52.90] Your problem, I got it\n[01:53.99] (I got it)\n[01:54.45] Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n[01:56.68] To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n[01:58.19] (Yeah, yeah)\n[01:58.95] Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n[02:00.44] (I brought this fire, baby)\n[02:01.34] Stronger than we've ever been\n[02:02.74] Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n[02:04.24] (Now now now)\n[02:05.08] If y'all ain't ready\n[02:06.04] (Ready)\n[02:06.51] Better find your door\n[02:07.77] It's time to go\n[02:08.62] And y'all gotta get out\n[02:09.62] All up in the wheels and under your heels\n[02:10.64] And let the best thing to roll you out\n[02:11.56] If you been there\n[02:13.57] (Been there)\n[02:14.09] I ain't got to talk to you about it\n[02:15.88] It don't get more gangsta\n[02:16.72] Gangsta then it gets in this south\n[02:18.43] Time to take them shirts off again\n[02:19.88] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:20.98] Represent, represent\n[02:23.00] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:27.41] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[02:28.16] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:29.43] Start up that south shit again\n[02:31.96] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:35.52] Time to take them shirts off again\n[02:41.65] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:44.25] Represent, represent\n[02:44.78] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:45.27] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[02:45.76] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:46.27] Start up that south shit again\n[02:46.46] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:47.02] Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n[02:51.51] A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\n[02:54.45] Got a water hose, anything you want it up on\n[02:57.44] Carolina candy painted float to go with my post\n[02:59.98] I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n[03:05.35] And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n[03:08.69] I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n[03:12.92] Change my name for me\n[03:16.78] (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n[03:17.23] Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n[03:19.08] Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n[03:21.15] We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n[03:25.23] Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n[03:30.47] Time to take them shirts off again\n[03:34.27] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:37.35] Represent, represent\n[03:39.06] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:39.26] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[03:40.15] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:42.16] Start up that south shit again\n[03:44.52] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:47.19] Time to take them shirts off again\n[03:49.43] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:49.85] Represent, represent\n[03:51.64] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:52.28] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[03:53.63] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:54.62] Start up that south shit again\n[03:58.04] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:59.10] I'm sellin' this song out to everybody\n[04:00.68] That took the time when I ain't got my shit\n[04:02.57] 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keep my heart in the court\n[04:38.13] (Huh, huh)\n[04:38.64] Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up\n[04:39.57] To see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n[04:40.45] (Ooh)\n[04:41.59] Time to take them shirts off again\n[04:43.48] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:45.33] Represent, represent\n[04:48.26] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:49.10] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[04:49.67] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:52.09] Start up that south shit again\n[04:53.91] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:55.37] Time to take them shirts off again\n[04:57.60] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:59.55] Represent, represent\n[05:01.34] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:02.65] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[05:04.17] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:06.87] Start up that south shit again\n[05:08.34] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:09.68] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:13.67] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:22.68] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:27.93] Put 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'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 166460\n  end_ms: 167020\n- text: Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n  start_ms: 167020\n  end_ms: 171510\n- text: A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\n  start_ms: 171510\n  end_ms: 174450\n- text: Got a water hose, anything you want it up on\n  start_ms: 174450\n  end_ms: 177440\n- text: Carolina candy painted float to go with my post\n  start_ms: 177440\n  end_ms: 179980\n- text: I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n  start_ms: 179980\n  end_ms: 185350\n- text: And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n  start_ms: 185350\n  end_ms: 188690\n- text: I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n  start_ms: 188690\n  end_ms: 192920\n- text: Change my name for me\n  start_ms: 192920\n  end_ms: 196780\n- text: (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n  start_ms: 196780\n  end_ms: 197230\n- text: Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n  start_ms: 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267230\n- text: (And I)\n  start_ms: 267230\n  end_ms: 267660\n- text: I swear on everything I love\n  start_ms: 267660\n  end_ms: 269560\n- text: I'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n  start_ms: 269560\n  end_ms: 271390\n- text: And I don't need a gold on a black to black\n  start_ms: 271390\n  end_ms: 273020\n- text: Just some down at home country love\n  start_ms: 273020\n  end_ms: 275080\n- text: (Country love)\n  start_ms: 275080\n  end_ms: 276380\n- text: I don't ask for much\n  start_ms: 276380\n  end_ms: 276760\n- text: (Huh, huh)\n  start_ms: 276760\n  end_ms: 277330\n- text: That's enough to keep my heart in the court\n  start_ms: 277330\n  end_ms: 278130\n- text: (Huh, huh)\n  start_ms: 278130\n  end_ms: 278640\n- text: Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up\n  start_ms: 278640\n  end_ms: 279570\n- text: To see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n  start_ms: 279570\n  end_ms: 280450\n- text: (Ooh)\n  start_ms: 280450\n  end_ms: 281590\n- text: Time to take them shirts 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represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n  A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\n  Got a water hose, anything you want it up on\n  Carolina candy painted float to go with my post\n  I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n\n  And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n  I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n  Change my name for me\n  (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n\n  Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n  Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n  We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n  Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  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you get there, enjoy your life\nYou know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\nWe can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n\nBut this young man\nThat I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\nHe's been at the lowest of the low\nHe's been at the top of the world\n\nAnd he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\nA fine young man and I'm very proud to\nBe able to say that I even know the young fellow\nBut without further a do, because I know you've been waitin'\nStill writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n\nMy mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars\nFor a 5 dollar book of food stamps\nSo she can get her some cigarettes?\"\n\nYa see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\nWhen I go in the booth and I go in there\nAnd I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\nLike this shit right here\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need 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more gangsta\nGangsta then it gets in this south\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nGot another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\nA brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\nGot a water hose, anything you want it up on\nCarolina candy painted float to go with my post\nI be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n\nAnd caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\nI'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\nChange my name for me\n(Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n\nBob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\nLook around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\nWe run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\nYour Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI'm sellin' this song out to everybody\nThat took the time when I ain't got my shit\n(My shit)\nRecord store, bootleg, under hung\nAnd everywhere that my CD is at\n\nI take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\nI wouldn't be nothin' at all\n(At all)\nAnd Carolina would still be two states\nY'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n\nDo you see anything on my goddamn face\nThat look like I'm playin'?\nHave I said anything tonight\nThat y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n\nThat I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man\n(Talk to me)\nNow I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n(And I)\nI swear on everything I love\nI'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n\nAnd I don't need a gold on a black to black\nJust some down at home country love\n(Country love)\nI don't ask for much\n(Huh, huh)\n\nThat's enough to keep my heart in the court\n(Huh, huh)\nTell the truth, it's really messin' me up\nTo see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n(Ooh)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nPut 'em back up in the air\nPut 'em back up in the air\nPut 'em back up in the air\nPut 'em back up in the air\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Part 2 [Explicit]\n  artist: Petey Pablo\n  album: 'Still Writing In My Diary: 2nd Entry [Explicit]'\n  duration_ms: 352914\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentlemen\n  I am proud to present to you today\n  The new album from Petey Pablo\n  'Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'\n\n  The boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\n  Had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n  But that's what you're supposed to do\n  When you get there, enjoy your life\n  You know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\n  We can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n\n  But this young man\n  That I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\n  He's been at the lowest of the low\n  He's been at the top of the world\n\n  And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\n  A fine young man and I'm very proud to\n  Be able to say that I even know the young fellow\n  But without further a do, because I know you've been waitin'\n  Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n\n  My mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars\n  For a 5 dollar book of food stamps\n  So she can get her some cigarettes?\"\n\n  Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\n  When I go in the booth and I go in there\n  And I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\n  Like this shit right here\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  What you want this time, more fire?\n  Your problem, I got it\n  (I got it)\n  Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n  To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n  (Yeah, yeah)\n\n  Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n  (I brought this fire, baby)\n  Stronger than we've ever been\n  Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n  (Now now now)\n\n  If y'all ain't ready\n  (Ready)\n  Better find your door\n  It's time to go\n  And y'all gotta get out\n\n  All up in the wheels and under your heels\n  And let the best thing to roll you out\n  If you been there\n  (Been there)\n  I ain't got to talk to you about it\n  It don't get more gangsta\n  Gangsta then it gets in this south\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n  A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\n  Got a water hose, anything you want it up on\n  Carolina candy painted float to go with my post\n  I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n\n  And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n  I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n  Change my name for me\n  (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n\n  Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n  Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n  We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n  Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I'm sellin' this song out to everybody\n  That took the time when I ain't got my shit\n  (My shit)\n  Record store, bootleg, under hung\n  And everywhere that my CD is at\n\n  I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\n  I wouldn't be nothin' at all\n  (At all)\n  And Carolina would still be two states\n  Y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n\n  Do you see anything on my goddamn face\n  That look like I'm playin'?\n  Have I said anything tonight\n  That y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n\n  That I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man\n  (Talk to me)\n  Now I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n  (And I)\n  I swear on everything I love\n  I'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n\n  And I don't need a gold on a black to black\n  Just some down at home country love\n  (Country love)\n  I don't ask for much\n  (Huh, huh)\n\n  That's enough to keep my heart in the court\n  (Huh, huh)\n  Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up\n  To see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n  (Ooh)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Put 'em back up in the air\n  Put 'em back up in the air\n  Put 'em back up in the air\n  Put 'em back up in the air\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n"},{"id":13085296,"name":"Part 2 (Produced By The Outfit)","trackName":"Part 2 (Produced By The Outfit)","artistName":"Petey Pablo","albumName":"Still Writing In My Diary: 2nd Entry","duration":350.866667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentlemen\nI am proud to present to you today\nThe new album from Petey Pablo\n'Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'\n\nThe boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\nHad a little vacation, enjoyin' life\nBut that's what you're supposed to do\nWhen you get there, enjoy your life\nYou know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\nWe can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n\nBut this young man\nThat I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\nHe's been at the lowest of the low\nHe's been at the top of the world\n\nAnd he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\nA fine young man and I'm very proud to\nBe able to say that I even know the young fellow\nBut without further a do, because I know you've been waitin'\nStill writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n\nMy mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars\nFor a 5 dollar book of food stamps\nSo she can get her some cigarettes?\"\n\nYa see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\nWhen I go in the booth and I go in there\nAnd I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\nLike this shit right here\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nWhat you want this time, more fire?\nYour problem, I got it\n(I got it)\nY'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\nTo come up in this bitch an' put me out\n(Yeah, yeah)\n\nPetey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n(I brought this fire, baby)\nStronger than we've ever been\nBaby, boy y'all in trouble now\n(Now now now)\n\nIf y'all ain't ready\n(Ready)\nBetter find your door\nIt's time to go\nAnd y'all gotta get out\n\nAll up in the wheels and under your heels\nAnd let the best thing to roll you out\nIf you been there\n(Been there)\nI ain't got to talk to you about it\nIt don't get more gangsta\nGangsta then it gets in this south\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nGot another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\nA brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\nGot a water hose, anything you want it up on\nCarolina candy painted float to go with my post\nI be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n\nAnd caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\nI'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\nChange my name for me\n(Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n\nBob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\nLook around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\nWe run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\nYour Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI'm sellin' this song out to everybody\nThat took the time when I ain't got my shit\n(My shit)\nRecord store, bootleg, under hung\nAnd everywhere that my CD is at\n\nI take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\nI wouldn't be nothin' at all\n(At all)\nAnd Carolina would still be two states\nY'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n\nDo you see anything on my goddamn face\nThat look like I'm playin'?\nHave I said anything tonight\nThat y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n\nThat I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man\n(Talk to me)\nNow I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n(And I)\nI swear on everything I love\nI'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n\nAnd I don't need a gold on a black to black\nJust some down at home country love\n(Country love)\nI don't ask for much\n(Huh, huh)\n\nThat's enough to keep my heart in the court\n(Huh, huh)\nTell the truth, it's really messin' me up\nTo see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n(Ooh)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nPut 'em back up in the air\nPut 'em back up in the air\nPut 'em back up in the air\nPut 'em back up in the air\n\nTime to take them shirts off again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nRepresent, represent\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\n\nI really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n(Put 'em back up in the air)\nStart up that south shit again\n(Put 'em back up in the air)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.84] Ladies and gentlemen\n[00:03.50] I am proud to present to you today\n[00:06.40] The new album from Petey Pablo\n[00:09.41] 'Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'\n[00:12.32] The boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\n[00:16.93] Had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n[00:18.89] But that's what you're supposed to do\n[00:20.08] When you get there, enjoy your life\n[00:22.57] You know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\n[00:24.55] We can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n[00:27.50] But this young man\n[00:28.93] That I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\n[00:32.14] He's been at the lowest of the low\n[00:34.26] He's been at the top of the world\n[00:36.19] And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\n[00:42.28] A fine young man and I'm very proud to\n[00:46.80] Be able to say that I even know the young fellow\n[00:49.79] But without further a do, because I know you've been waitin'\n[00:54.66] Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n[01:01.04] My mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars\n[01:03.39] For a 5 dollar book of food stamps\n[01:05.69] So she can get her some cigarettes?\"\n[01:09.13] Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\n[01:14.00] When I go in the booth and I go in there\n[01:17.86] And I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\n[01:22.19] Like this shit right here\n[01:25.27] Time to take them shirts off again\n[01:26.09] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:26.54] Represent, represent\n[01:27.80] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:29.01] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[01:31.59] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:32.01] Start up that south shit again\n[01:35.12] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:36.30] Time to take them shirts off again\n[01:39.93] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:40.35] Represent, represent\n[01:43.60] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:44.82] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[01:46.32] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:47.05] Start up that south shit again\n[01:49.22] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[01:51.26] What you want this time, more fire?\n[01:52.90] Your problem, I got it\n[01:53.99] (I got it)\n[01:54.45] Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n[01:56.68] To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n[01:58.19] (Yeah, yeah)\n[01:58.95] Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n[02:00.44] (I brought this fire, baby)\n[02:01.34] Stronger than we've ever been\n[02:02.74] Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n[02:04.24] (Now now now)\n[02:05.08] If y'all ain't ready\n[02:06.04] (Ready)\n[02:06.51] Better find your door\n[02:07.77] It's time to go\n[02:08.62] And y'all gotta get out\n[02:09.62] All up in the wheels and under your heels\n[02:10.64] And let the best thing to roll you out\n[02:11.56] If you been there\n[02:13.57] (Been there)\n[02:14.09] I ain't got to talk to you about it\n[02:15.88] It don't get more gangsta\n[02:16.72] Gangsta then it gets in this south\n[02:18.43] Time to take them shirts off again\n[02:19.88] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:20.98] Represent, represent\n[02:23.00] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:27.41] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[02:28.16] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:29.43] Start up that south shit again\n[02:31.96] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:35.52] Time to take them shirts off again\n[02:41.65] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:44.25] Represent, represent\n[02:44.78] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:45.27] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[02:45.76] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:46.27] Start up that south shit again\n[02:46.46] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[02:47.02] Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n[02:51.51] A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\n[02:54.45] Got a water hose, anything you want it up on\n[02:57.44] Carolina candy painted float to go with my post\n[02:59.98] I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n[03:05.35] And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n[03:08.69] I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n[03:12.92] Change my name for me\n[03:16.78] (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n[03:17.23] Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n[03:19.08] Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n[03:21.15] We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n[03:25.23] Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n[03:30.47] Time to take them shirts off again\n[03:34.27] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:37.35] Represent, represent\n[03:39.06] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:39.26] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[03:40.15] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:42.16] Start up that south shit again\n[03:44.52] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:47.19] Time to take them shirts off again\n[03:49.43] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:49.85] Represent, represent\n[03:51.64] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:52.28] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[03:53.63] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:54.62] Start up that south shit again\n[03:58.04] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[03:59.10] I'm sellin' this song out to everybody\n[04:00.68] That took the time when I ain't got my shit\n[04:02.57] (My shit)\n[04:03.02] Record store, bootleg, under hung\n[04:04.63] And everywhere that my CD is at\n[04:05.82] I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\n[04:08.01] I wouldn't be nothin' at all\n[04:09.69] (At all)\n[04:09.91] And Carolina would still be two states\n[04:11.23] Y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n[04:12.77] Do you see anything on my goddamn face\n[04:14.85] That look like I'm playin'?\n[04:17.12] Have I said anything tonight\n[04:18.73] That y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n[04:20.58] That I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man\n[04:24.09] (Talk to me)\n[04:24.50] Now I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n[04:27.23] (And I)\n[04:27.66] I swear on everything I love\n[04:29.56] I'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n[04:31.39] And I don't need a gold on a black to black\n[04:33.02] Just some down at home country love\n[04:35.08] (Country love)\n[04:36.38] I don't ask for much\n[04:36.76] (Huh, huh)\n[04:37.33] That's enough to keep my heart in the court\n[04:38.13] (Huh, huh)\n[04:38.64] Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up\n[04:39.57] To see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n[04:40.45] (Ooh)\n[04:41.59] Time to take them shirts off again\n[04:43.48] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:45.33] Represent, represent\n[04:48.26] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:49.10] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[04:49.67] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:52.09] Start up that south shit again\n[04:53.91] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:55.37] Time to take them shirts off again\n[04:57.60] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[04:59.55] Represent, represent\n[05:01.34] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:02.65] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[05:04.17] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:06.87] Start up that south shit again\n[05:08.34] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:09.68] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:13.67] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:22.68] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:27.93] Put 'em back up in the air\n[05:29.63] Time to take them shirts off again\n[05:30.68] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:31.26] Represent, represent\n[05:34.82] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:40.87] I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n[05:42.12] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:44.86] Start up that south shit again\n[05:46.30] (Put 'em back up in the air)\n[05:48.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Part 2 (Produced By The Outfit)\n  artist: Petey Pablo\n  album: 'Still Writing In My Diary: 2nd Entry'\n  duration_ms: 350867\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentlemen\n  start_ms: 1840\n  end_ms: 3500\n- text: I am proud to present to you today\n  start_ms: 3500\n  end_ms: 6400\n- text: The new album from Petey Pablo\n  start_ms: 6400\n  end_ms: 9410\n- text: '''Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'''\n  start_ms: 9410\n  end_ms: 12320\n- text: The boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\n  start_ms: 12320\n  end_ms: 16930\n- text: Had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n  start_ms: 16930\n  end_ms: 18890\n- text: But that's what you're supposed to do\n  start_ms: 18890\n  end_ms: 20080\n- text: When you get 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you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 89010\n  end_ms: 91590\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 91590\n  end_ms: 92010\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 92010\n  end_ms: 95120\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 95120\n  end_ms: 96300\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 96300\n  end_ms: 99930\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 99930\n  end_ms: 100350\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 100350\n  end_ms: 103600\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 103600\n  end_ms: 104820\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 104820\n  end_ms: 106320\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 106320\n  end_ms: 107050\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 107050\n  end_ms: 109220\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 109220\n  end_ms: 111260\n- text: What you want this time, more fire?\n  start_ms: 111260\n  end_ms: 112900\n- text: Your problem, I got it\n  start_ms: 112900\n  end_ms: 113990\n- text: (I got it)\n  start_ms: 113990\n  end_ms: 114450\n- text: Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n  start_ms: 114450\n  end_ms: 116680\n- text: To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n  start_ms: 116680\n  end_ms: 118190\n- text: (Yeah, yeah)\n  start_ms: 118190\n  end_ms: 118950\n- text: Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n  start_ms: 118950\n  end_ms: 120440\n- text: (I brought this fire, baby)\n  start_ms: 120440\n  end_ms: 121340\n- text: Stronger than we've ever been\n  start_ms: 121340\n  end_ms: 122740\n- text: Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n  start_ms: 122740\n  end_ms: 124240\n- text: (Now now now)\n  start_ms: 124240\n  end_ms: 125080\n- text: If y'all ain't ready\n  start_ms: 125080\n  end_ms: 126040\n- text: (Ready)\n  start_ms: 126040\n  end_ms: 126510\n- text: Better find your door\n  start_ms: 126510\n  end_ms: 127770\n- text: It's time to go\n  start_ms: 127770\n  end_ms: 128620\n- text: And y'all gotta get out\n  start_ms: 128620\n  end_ms: 129620\n- text: All up in the wheels and under your heels\n  start_ms: 129620\n  end_ms: 130640\n- text: And let the best thing to roll you out\n  start_ms: 130640\n  end_ms: 131560\n- text: If you been there\n  start_ms: 131560\n  end_ms: 133570\n- text: (Been there)\n  start_ms: 133570\n  end_ms: 134090\n- text: I ain't got to talk to you about it\n  start_ms: 134090\n  end_ms: 135880\n- text: It don't get more gangsta\n  start_ms: 135880\n  end_ms: 136720\n- text: Gangsta then it gets in this south\n  start_ms: 136720\n  end_ms: 138430\n- text: Time to take them shirts off again\n  start_ms: 138430\n  end_ms: 139880\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 139880\n  end_ms: 140980\n- text: Represent, represent\n  start_ms: 140980\n  end_ms: 143000\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 143000\n  end_ms: 147410\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  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represent\n  start_ms: 229850\n  end_ms: 231640\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 231640\n  end_ms: 232280\n- text: I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  start_ms: 232280\n  end_ms: 233630\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 233630\n  end_ms: 234620\n- text: Start up that south shit again\n  start_ms: 234620\n  end_ms: 238040\n- text: (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  start_ms: 238040\n  end_ms: 239100\n- text: I'm sellin' this song out to everybody\n  start_ms: 239100\n  end_ms: 240680\n- text: That took the time when I ain't got my shit\n  start_ms: 240680\n  end_ms: 242570\n- text: (My shit)\n  start_ms: 242570\n  end_ms: 243020\n- text: Record store, bootleg, under hung\n  start_ms: 243020\n  end_ms: 244630\n- text: And everywhere that my CD is at\n  start_ms: 244630\n  end_ms: 245820\n- text: I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\n  start_ms: 245820\n  end_ms: 248010\n- text: I wouldn't be nothin' at all\n  start_ms: 248010\n  end_ms: 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348070\nplain: |-\n  Ladies and gentlemen\n  I am proud to present to you today\n  The new album from Petey Pablo\n  'Still writing in my diary, the 2nd entry'\n\n  The boy hot now, he been gone for a little while\n  Had a little vacation, enjoyin' life\n  But that's what you're supposed to do\n  When you get there, enjoy your life\n  You know mean, 'cause this ain't promised to us tomorrow\n  We can lose this shit tonight, ya understand what I'm sayin'\n\n  But this young man\n  That I'm bringin' before you today, has done it all\n  He's been at the lowest of the low\n  He's been at the top of the world\n\n  And he still remains grounded, that's a trill nigga, street cat\n  A fine young man and I'm very proud to\n  Be able to say that I even know the young fellow\n  But without further a do, because I know you've been waitin'\n  Still writin' in his diary, the 2nd entry\n\n  My mama said, \"Can you give her 3 dollars\n  For a 5 dollar book of food stamps\n  So she can get her some cigarettes?\"\n\n  Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin'\n  When I go in the booth and I go in there\n  And I just lay a hook now 'n then, know what I'm sayin'\n  Like this shit right here\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  What you want this time, more fire?\n  Your problem, I got it\n  (I got it)\n  Y'all better be ready to call the motherfuckin' firetruck\n  To come up in this bitch an' put me out\n  (Yeah, yeah)\n\n  Petey Pab, back in the house, puttin' it down\n  (I brought this fire, baby)\n  Stronger than we've ever been\n  Baby, boy y'all in trouble now\n  (Now now now)\n\n  If y'all ain't ready\n  (Ready)\n  Better find your door\n  It's time to go\n  And y'all gotta get out\n\n  All up in the wheels and under your heels\n  And let the best thing to roll you out\n  If you been there\n  (Been there)\n  I ain't got to talk to you about it\n  It don't get more gangsta\n  Gangsta then it gets in this south\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Got another rake, got another lawn mower, got another hoe\n  A brand new weed wacker, with diamonds on the top where you hold\n  Got a water hose, anything you want it up on\n  Carolina candy painted float to go with my post\n  I be out there in that water 'round them rich white folks\n\n  And caught me fishin', but guess what, dog, I look good in that boat\n  I'm just as country as the day I was born, I love it\n  Change my name for me\n  (Mmm, P-P-Petey Pablo)\n\n  Bob your head, get your thang off, show yourself\n  Look around ya boy, if that ain't there the south at its best\n  We run this shit here, all this shit here, nigga, look at me man\n  Your Jack ain't why you should be worried, it's the ace in my hand\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I'm sellin' this song out to everybody\n  That took the time when I ain't got my shit\n  (My shit)\n  Record store, bootleg, under hung\n  And everywhere that my CD is at\n\n  I take my hat off, if it weren't for y'all\n  I wouldn't be nothin' at all\n  (At all)\n  And Carolina would still be two states\n  Y'all motherfuckers used this to drive across\n\n  Do you see anything on my goddamn face\n  That look like I'm playin'?\n  Have I said anything tonight\n  That y'all motherfuckin' niggaz ain't understand?\n\n  That I leave when I had a reason, talk to me man\n  (Talk to me)\n  Now I stayed, 'cause this where I was born and raised\n  (And I)\n  I swear on everything I love\n  I'ma do my best to keep doin' it for us\n\n  And I don't need a gold on a black to black\n  Just some down at home country love\n  (Country love)\n  I don't ask for much\n  (Huh, huh)\n\n  That's enough to keep my heart in the court\n  (Huh, huh)\n  Tell the truth, it's really messin' me up\n  To see all y'all niggaz still raisin' up\n  (Ooh)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  Put 'em back up in the air\n  Put 'em back up in the air\n  Put 'em back up in the air\n  Put 'em back up in the air\n\n  Time to take them shirts off again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Represent, represent\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n\n  I really need you to mean it, mean it, mean it\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n  Start up that south shit again\n  (Put 'em back up in the air)\n"},{"id":25126556,"name":"Pimp Hard (feat. Juvenile, Petey Pablo & Pimp C)","trackName":"Pimp Hard (feat. Juvenile, Petey Pablo & Pimp C)","artistName":"Scarface","albumName":"My Homies Part 2","duration":386.5077549,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, it's the Lady Rockin' B\n\nI used to watch you on stage, gettin' money lookin' lovely\nGot these niggas off in they pockets, tippin' your twenties\nCause you cold with that shit that you do, your moves shocked me\nUnlike these other hoes in your crew, you don't jock me\nI'd like to get your phone number, just to see what you about\nCall you for breakfast to get you out\nAnd see if you just some eyes without a face\nLet me see your crib, take me to your place\nI wanna show you that it's more than meetin' fuckin' on my mind\nCause in your line, I bet you're fuckin' all the time\nCome to find you're only out tryna go to school\nAnd tryna go to school and pay bills is hard to do\nI see you fool, so go on and do your thing\nBut when you're tired of showin' your titties, give me a ring\nI like a woman gettin' hers cause that's better\nThen her tryna come up off mine, I can't let her\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nGon' let a nigga beat, gon' let a nigga poke\nGive me some assistance as I maneuver my long stroke\nI hope you don't think I'm payin' for it, that's the wrong hope\nCause I know you wanna be seen rollin' over chrome spokes\nBitch I know you wanna tell your girlfriends how it was\nTo get hit from the back, in the back of the 'Lac by a thug\nAnd to get ran through until you get carpet burns off the rug\nAnd to get nutted on by nine niggas with diamond grills and guns\nAnd now you got on my microphone and sung a sixteen\nYour performance deserves a Grammy, check out my big screen\nMost bitches don't know, but you know what suckin' a dick mean\nYeah the head was fed, but what up with that in them jeans\nI can see the pussy print, it's lookin' like a big V\nMake your cycle start early, my shovel be diggin' deep\nI don't want a relationship, I just want me some relations\nGon' let a nigga poke ho, and stop shuckin' with my patience\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nBitch get down on it, at the drop of a dime\nFuck all that R&B singin', shit I ain't got the time\nI'd rather bust your ass up, to some screwed and chopped\nLet me test out your jaws, and let me stretch out your cock\nStill Pimp C bitch (bitch), the name ain't changed (changed)\nQuick to stick up in these hoes, don't remember they names (names)\nIf you tired of playin' games, with them booty lickers\nPut Sweet Jones up in your life, cause\nI'm a true dirt dicker (dirt dicker)\nSo gon' hit the streets (streets), break them lame tricks (tricks)\nBring it back to daddy, that's how you can get this dick\nI need the cash first, and the ass last\nAnd we can blow dro in the Benz, while I smash on the gas (on the gas)\nSo let a nigga pimp (pimp), and let a nigga mack (mack)\nAnd later on tonight, you can get hit up in your back (back)\nYou get your money back\nBut when I make your pussy speak, bitch\nYou gon' buy me a 'Lac (buy me a 'Lac)\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nI ain't tryna talk a hole in your head, but I can tell\nYou done excel what them hoes done said\nStarin' at my neck and my wrist, cause my shit is frozen red\nAnd I look like a easy hustle, so go ahead\nYou're leavin' the same way you met me\nYou gon' be grievin' if you sex me, while I'm schemin' on the next fee\nI approach it with the I don't give a fuck motive\nYou up in the area that acknowledge where the ho is\nAll of my warriors is lovin' my rep\nHow I took it to the world from the project steps\nStay in touch with my broad, like my children\nIt ain't even like back in the days, when we ducked behind buildings\nI be a duck to tell a broad what I'm feelin'\nEspecially if it's more then she need to be gettin', no bullshittin'\nShe ever fix her mouth for some money, it's good riddance\nI ain't the one, what you need is a stool pigeon, holla\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nIf you think I'ma treat a bitch with high priced drawers\nAny different from the ones I treat with grandma's on\nHow many ways is there for me to say you terribly wrong?\nWould you understand me better, if I just said naw?\nFuck what another motherfucker told y'all\nThat's how typical talk, when the dick hard\nThey just want a lil' pussy, my momma that's all\nIt's like fourth down, two yards, fuck it they goin' for it\nHow am I payin' for it, and how much you charge for it\nIt ain't about bein' a whore, that's what it's made for\nGet your paper baby, fuck what the world say\nGet your bills paid, okay\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nPimp hard, pimp hard\nSo you know um, it's kinda crazy that uh\nWe can go out and fuck as many bitches as we want\nBut y'all ladies is a victim of um\nWhatever the fuck that bullshit is, niggas try to call it\nYou know I mean, but I don't mind\nYou know I mean, 'Face I don't know how you feel about it\nGoddamn, Z-Ro, do it\nI mean shit, I love a bitch like that\nSexy thang","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Pimp Hard (feat. Juvenile, Petey Pablo & Pimp C)\n  artist: Scarface\n  album: My Homies Part 2\n  duration_ms: 386508\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, it's the Lady Rockin' B\n\n  I used to watch you on stage, gettin' money lookin' lovely\n  Got these niggas off in they pockets, tippin' your twenties\n  Cause you cold with that shit that you do, your moves shocked me\n  Unlike these other hoes in your crew, you don't jock me\n  I'd like to get your phone number, just to see what you about\n  Call you for breakfast to get you out\n  And see if you just some eyes without a face\n  Let me see your crib, take me to your place\n  I wanna show you that it's more than meetin' fuckin' on my mind\n  Cause in your line, I bet you're fuckin' all the time\n  Come to find you're only out tryna go to school\n  And tryna go to school and pay bills is hard to do\n  I see you fool, so go on and do your thing\n  But when you're tired of showin' your titties, give me a ring\n  I like a woman gettin' hers cause that's better\n  Then her tryna come up off mine, I can't let her\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat, gon' let a nigga poke\n  Give me some assistance as I maneuver my long stroke\n  I hope you don't think I'm payin' for it, that's the wrong hope\n  Cause I know you wanna be seen rollin' over chrome spokes\n  Bitch I know you wanna tell your girlfriends how it was\n  To get hit from the back, in the back of the 'Lac by a thug\n  And to get ran through until you get carpet burns off the rug\n  And to get nutted on by nine niggas with diamond grills and guns\n  And now you got on my microphone and sung a sixteen\n  Your performance deserves a Grammy, check out my big screen\n  Most bitches don't know, but you know what suckin' a dick mean\n  Yeah the head was fed, but what up with that in them jeans\n  I can see the pussy print, it's lookin' like a big V\n  Make your cycle start early, my shovel be diggin' deep\n  I don't want a relationship, I just want me some relations\n  Gon' let a nigga poke ho, and stop shuckin' with my patience\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  Bitch get down on it, at the drop of a dime\n  Fuck all that R&B singin', shit I ain't got the time\n  I'd rather bust your ass up, to some screwed and chopped\n  Let me test out your jaws, and let me stretch out your cock\n  Still Pimp C bitch (bitch), the name ain't changed (changed)\n  Quick to stick up in these hoes, don't remember they names (names)\n  If you tired of playin' games, with them booty lickers\n  Put Sweet Jones up in your life, cause\n  I'm a true dirt dicker (dirt dicker)\n  So gon' hit the streets (streets), break them lame tricks (tricks)\n  Bring it back to daddy, that's how you can get this dick\n  I need the cash first, and the ass last\n  And we can blow dro in the Benz, while I smash on the gas (on the gas)\n  So let a nigga pimp (pimp), and let a nigga mack (mack)\n  And later on tonight, you can get hit up in your back (back)\n  You get your money back\n  But when I make your pussy speak, bitch\n  You gon' buy me a 'Lac (buy me a 'Lac)\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  I ain't tryna talk a hole in your head, but I can tell\n  You done excel what them hoes done said\n  Starin' at my neck and my wrist, cause my shit is frozen red\n  And I look like a easy hustle, so go ahead\n  You're leavin' the same way you met me\n  You gon' be grievin' if you sex me, while I'm schemin' on the next fee\n  I approach it with the I don't give a fuck motive\n  You up in the area that acknowledge where the ho is\n  All of my warriors is lovin' my rep\n  How I took it to the world from the project steps\n  Stay in touch with my broad, like my children\n  It ain't even like back in the days, when we ducked behind buildings\n  I be a duck to tell a broad what I'm feelin'\n  Especially if it's more then she need to be gettin', no bullshittin'\n  She ever fix her mouth for some money, it's good riddance\n  I ain't the one, what you need is a stool pigeon, holla\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  If you think I'ma treat a bitch with high priced drawers\n  Any different from the ones I treat with grandma's on\n  How many ways is there for me to say you terribly wrong?\n  Would you understand me better, if I just said naw?\n  Fuck what another motherfucker told y'all\n  That's how typical talk, when the dick hard\n  They just want a lil' pussy, my momma that's all\n  It's like fourth down, two yards, fuck it they goin' for it\n  How am I payin' for it, and how much you charge for it\n  It ain't about bein' a whore, that's what it's made for\n  Get your paper baby, fuck what the world say\n  Get your bills paid, okay\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  Pimp hard, pimp hard\n  So you know um, it's kinda crazy that uh\n  We can go out and fuck as many bitches as we want\n  But y'all ladies is a victim of um\n  Whatever the fuck that bullshit is, niggas try to call it\n  You know I mean, but I don't mind\n  You know I mean, 'Face I don't know how you feel about it\n  Goddamn, Z-Ro, do it\n  I mean shit, I love a bitch like that\n  Sexy thang\n"},{"id":25769187,"name":"Pimp Hard (feat. Juvenile, Petey Pablo & Pimp C)","trackName":"Pimp Hard (feat. Juvenile, Petey Pablo & Pimp C)","artistName":"Scarface","albumName":"My Homies Part 2 [Disc 2]","duration":386.5077549,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, it's the Lady Rockin' B\n\nI used to watch you on stage, gettin' money lookin' lovely\nGot these niggas off in they pockets, tippin' your twenties\nCause you cold with that shit that you do, your moves shocked me\nUnlike these other hoes in your crew, you don't jock me\nI'd like to get your phone number, just to see what you about\nCall you for breakfast to get you out\nAnd see if you just some eyes without a face\nLet me see your crib, take me to your place\nI wanna show you that it's more than meetin' fuckin' on my mind\nCause in your line, I bet you're fuckin' all the time\nCome to find you're only out tryna go to school\nAnd tryna go to school and pay bills is hard to do\nI see you fool, so go on and do your thing\nBut when you're tired of showin' your titties, give me a ring\nI like a woman gettin' hers cause that's better\nThen her tryna come up off mine, I can't let her\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nGon' let a nigga beat, gon' let a nigga poke\nGive me some assistance as I maneuver my long stroke\nI hope you don't think I'm payin' for it, that's the wrong hope\nCause I know you wanna be seen rollin' over chrome spokes\nBitch I know you wanna tell your girlfriends how it was\nTo get hit from the back, in the back of the 'Lac by a thug\nAnd to get ran through until you get carpet burns off the rug\nAnd to get nutted on by nine niggas with diamond grills and guns\nAnd now you got on my microphone and sung a sixteen\nYour performance deserves a Grammy, check out my big screen\nMost bitches don't know, but you know what suckin' a dick mean\nYeah the head was fed, but what up with that in them jeans\nI can see the pussy print, it's lookin' like a big V\nMake your cycle start early, my shovel be diggin' deep\nI don't want a relationship, I just want me some relations\nGon' let a nigga poke ho, and stop shuckin' with my patience\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nBitch get down on it, at the drop of a dime\nFuck all that R&B singin', shit I ain't got the time\nI'd rather bust your ass up, to some screwed and chopped\nLet me test out your jaws, and let me stretch out your cock\nStill Pimp C bitch (bitch), the name ain't changed (changed)\nQuick to stick up in these hoes, don't remember they names (names)\nIf you tired of playin' games, with them booty lickers\nPut Sweet Jones up in your life, cause\nI'm a true dirt dicker (dirt dicker)\nSo gon' hit the streets (streets), break them lame tricks (tricks)\nBring it back to daddy, that's how you can get this dick\nI need the cash first, and the ass last\nAnd we can blow dro in the Benz, while I smash on the gas (on the gas)\nSo let a nigga pimp (pimp), and let a nigga mack (mack)\nAnd later on tonight, you can get hit up in your back (back)\nYou get your money back\nBut when I make your pussy speak, bitch\nYou gon' buy me a 'Lac (buy me a 'Lac)\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nI ain't tryna talk a hole in your head, but I can tell\nYou done excel what them hoes done said\nStarin' at my neck and my wrist, cause my shit is frozen red\nAnd I look like a easy hustle, so go ahead\nYou're leavin' the same way you met me\nYou gon' be grievin' if you sex me, while I'm schemin' on the next fee\nI approach it with the I don't give a fuck motive\nYou up in the area that acknowledge where the ho is\nAll of my warriors is lovin' my rep\nHow I took it to the world from the project steps\nStay in touch with my broad, like my children\nIt ain't even like back in the days, when we ducked behind buildings\nI be a duck to tell a broad what I'm feelin'\nEspecially if it's more then she need to be gettin', no bullshittin'\nShe ever fix her mouth for some money, it's good riddance\nI ain't the one, what you need is a stool pigeon, holla\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nIf you think I'ma treat a bitch with high priced drawers\nAny different from the ones I treat with grandma's on\nHow many ways is there for me to say you terribly wrong?\nWould you understand me better, if I just said naw?\nFuck what another motherfucker told y'all\nThat's how typical talk, when the dick hard\nThey just want a lil' pussy, my momma that's all\nIt's like fourth down, two yards, fuck it they goin' for it\nHow am I payin' for it, and how much you charge for it\nIt ain't about bein' a whore, that's what it's made for\nGet your paper baby, fuck what the world say\nGet your bills paid, okay\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nPimp hard, pimp hard\nSo you know um, it's kinda crazy that uh\nWe can go out and fuck as many bitches as we want\nBut y'all ladies is a victim of um\nWhatever the fuck that bullshit is, niggas try to call it\nYou know I mean, but I don't mind\nYou know I mean, 'Face I don't know how you feel about it\nGoddamn, Z-Ro, do it\nI mean shit, I love a bitch like that\nSexy thang","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Pimp Hard (feat. Juvenile, Petey Pablo & Pimp C)\n  artist: Scarface\n  album: My Homies Part 2 [Disc 2]\n  duration_ms: 386508\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, it's the Lady Rockin' B\n\n  I used to watch you on stage, gettin' money lookin' lovely\n  Got these niggas off in they pockets, tippin' your twenties\n  Cause you cold with that shit that you do, your moves shocked me\n  Unlike these other hoes in your crew, you don't jock me\n  I'd like to get your phone number, just to see what you about\n  Call you for breakfast to get you out\n  And see if you just some eyes without a face\n  Let me see your crib, take me to your place\n  I wanna show you that it's more than meetin' fuckin' on my mind\n  Cause in your line, I bet you're fuckin' all the time\n  Come to find you're only out tryna go to school\n  And tryna go to school and pay bills is hard to do\n  I see you fool, so go on and do your thing\n  But when you're tired of showin' your titties, give me a ring\n  I like a woman gettin' hers cause that's better\n  Then her tryna come up off mine, I can't let her\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat, gon' let a nigga poke\n  Give me some assistance as I maneuver my long stroke\n  I hope you don't think I'm payin' for it, that's the wrong hope\n  Cause I know you wanna be seen rollin' over chrome spokes\n  Bitch I know you wanna tell your girlfriends how it was\n  To get hit from the back, in the back of the 'Lac by a thug\n  And to get ran through until you get carpet burns off the rug\n  And to get nutted on by nine niggas with diamond grills and guns\n  And now you got on my microphone and sung a sixteen\n  Your performance deserves a Grammy, check out my big screen\n  Most bitches don't know, but you know what suckin' a dick mean\n  Yeah the head was fed, but what up with that in them jeans\n  I can see the pussy print, it's lookin' like a big V\n  Make your cycle start early, my shovel be diggin' deep\n  I don't want a relationship, I just want me some relations\n  Gon' let a nigga poke ho, and stop shuckin' with my patience\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  Bitch get down on it, at the drop of a dime\n  Fuck all that R&B singin', shit I ain't got the time\n  I'd rather bust your ass up, to some screwed and chopped\n  Let me test out your jaws, and let me stretch out your cock\n  Still Pimp C bitch (bitch), the name ain't changed (changed)\n  Quick to stick up in these hoes, don't remember they names (names)\n  If you tired of playin' games, with them booty lickers\n  Put Sweet Jones up in your life, cause\n  I'm a true dirt dicker (dirt dicker)\n  So gon' hit the streets (streets), break them lame tricks (tricks)\n  Bring it back to daddy, that's how you can get this dick\n  I need the cash first, and the ass last\n  And we can blow dro in the Benz, while I smash on the gas (on the gas)\n  So let a nigga pimp (pimp), and let a nigga mack (mack)\n  And later on tonight, you can get hit up in your back (back)\n  You get your money back\n  But when I make your pussy speak, bitch\n  You gon' buy me a 'Lac (buy me a 'Lac)\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  I ain't tryna talk a hole in your head, but I can tell\n  You done excel what them hoes done said\n  Starin' at my neck and my wrist, cause my shit is frozen red\n  And I look like a easy hustle, so go ahead\n  You're leavin' the same way you met me\n  You gon' be grievin' if you sex me, while I'm schemin' on the next fee\n  I approach it with the I don't give a fuck motive\n  You up in the area that acknowledge where the ho is\n  All of my warriors is lovin' my rep\n  How I took it to the world from the project steps\n  Stay in touch with my broad, like my children\n  It ain't even like back in the days, when we ducked behind buildings\n  I be a duck to tell a broad what I'm feelin'\n  Especially if it's more then she need to be gettin', no bullshittin'\n  She ever fix her mouth for some money, it's good riddance\n  I ain't the one, what you need is a stool pigeon, holla\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  If you think I'ma treat a bitch with high priced drawers\n  Any different from the ones I treat with grandma's on\n  How many ways is there for me to say you terribly wrong?\n  Would you understand me better, if I just said naw?\n  Fuck what another motherfucker told y'all\n  That's how typical talk, when the dick hard\n  They just want a lil' pussy, my momma that's all\n  It's like fourth down, two yards, fuck it they goin' for it\n  How am I payin' for it, and how much you charge for it\n  It ain't about bein' a whore, that's what it's made for\n  Get your paper baby, fuck what the world say\n  Get your bills paid, okay\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  Pimp hard, pimp hard\n  So you know um, it's kinda crazy that uh\n  We can go out and fuck as many bitches as we want\n  But y'all ladies is a victim of um\n  Whatever the fuck that bullshit is, niggas try to call it\n  You know I mean, but I don't mind\n  You know I mean, 'Face I don't know how you feel about it\n  Goddamn, Z-Ro, do it\n  I mean shit, I love a bitch like that\n  Sexy thang\n"},{"id":40095935,"name":"Pimp Hard (Feat. Z-Ro, Pimp C, Juvenile, & Petey Pablo)","trackName":"Pimp Hard (Feat. Z-Ro, Pimp C, Juvenile, & Petey Pablo)","artistName":"Scarface","albumName":"My Homies Part 2","duration":387.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I used to watch you on stage, gettin' money lookin' lovely\nGot these niggas off in they pockets, tippin' your twenties\n'Cause you cold with that shit that you do, your moves shock me\nUnlike these other hoes in your crew, you don't jock me\nI'd like to get your phone number, just to see what you about\nCall you for breakfast to get you out\nAnd see if you just some eyes without a face\nLet me see your crib, take me to your place\nI wanna show you that it's more than me been fuckin' on my mind\n'Cause in your line, I bet you're fuckin' all the time\nCome to find, you're only out tryin' to go to school\nAnd tryin' to go to school and pay bills is hard to do\nI see you, boo, so go on and do your thing\nBut when you tired of showin' your titties, give me your ring\nI like a woman gettin' hurt 'cause that's better\nThan her tryin' to come up off mine, I can't let her\n\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n\nGon' let a nigga beat, gon' let a nigga poke\nGive me some assistance as I maneuver my long stroke\nI hope you don't think I'm payin' for it, that's the wrong hope\n'Cause I know you wanna be seen rollin' over chrome spokes\nBitch, I know you wanna tell your girlfriends how it was\nTo get hit from the back in the back of the 'Lac by a thug\nAnd to get ran through until you get carpet burns off the rug\nAnd to get nutted on by nine niggas with diamond grills and guns\nYou got on my microphone and sung a scene, scene\nYour performance deserves a Grammy, check out my big screen\nJust don't know but you know what \"suckin' a dick\" mean\nYeah, the head was fed, but what up with that jean jeans?\nSee the pussy print, it's lookin' like a big V\nMake your cycle start early, my shovel be dig deep\nI don't want a relationship, I just want me some relations\nGon' let a nigga poke, ho, and stop shuckin' patience\n\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n\nBitch, get down on it, at the drop of a dime\nFuck all that R&B singin' shit, I ain't got the time\nI'd rather bust your ass up to some Screwed & Chopped\nLet me test out your jaws and let me stretch out your cock\nI'm still Pimp C, bitch, the name ain't changed\nPut the dick up in these hoes, don't remember they names\nI'm still Pimp C, bitch, the name ain't changed\nPut the dick up in these hoes, don't remember they names\nI'm still Pimp C, bitch, the name ain't changed\nPut the dick up in these hoes, don't remember they names\nI know you tired of games with them booty lickers\nPussy jumpin' likers, I'm a true dirt dicker\nGon' hit the streets, break them tricks\nBring it back to daddy, that's how you can get kicked\nI need the head first and the ass last\nAnd we can blow dro ends while I smash on your ass\nLet a nigga pimp and let a mack mack\nAnd later on tonight you can get hit up back\nYou can get your money back\nBut when I make you pussy speak, bitch, you gon' buy me a 'Lac\n\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n\nI ain't tryin' to talk a hole in your head\nBut I can tell you done excelled what them hoes done said\nStarin' at my neck and my wrist 'cause my shit is frozen red\nAnd I look like a easy hustle, so go ahead\nYou're leavin' the same way you met me\nYou gon' be grievin' if you sex me while I'm schemin' on the next fee\nYou're leavin' the same way you met me\nYou gon' be grievin' if you sex me while I'm schemin' on the next fee\nYou're leavin' the same way you met me\nYou gon' be grievin' if you sex me while I'm schemin' on the next fee\nI approach it quickly, I don't give a fuck, motive\nGrew up in the area that acknowledge what a ho is\nI approach it quickly, I don't give a fuck, motive\nGrew up in the area that acknowledge what a ho is\nI approach it quickly, I don't give a fuck, motive\nGrew up in the area that acknowledge what a ho is\nAll of my warriors is lovin' my rep\nHow I took it to the world from the project steps\nStay in touch with my broad like my children, and it ain't light\nBack in the days when we ducked by our building\nI be a duck to tell a broad what I'm feelin'\nEspecially if it's bored and she need to be gettin' no bullshitin'\nShe ever fix her mouth for some money, it's good riddance\nI ain't the one, what you need is a stool pigeon, holler\n\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\nLet a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\nPoke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\nYou think I'mma treat a bitch with high price drawers\nAny different from the ones I treat with grandmas on\nHow many ways is there for me to say you terribly wrong\nWould you understand me better if I just said no\nFuck what another motherfucker told y'all\nThat's how typical talk when the dick hard\nThey just wanna lick pussy, my momma, that's all\nThis might fall down to y'all, fuck it they go for it\nHow am I paying for it, and how much you charge for it\nIt ain't about being a whore, that's what it's made for\nGet your paper baby, fuck what the world say\nGet your bills paid, okay\n\nSo you know um, it's kinda crazy that um\nWe can go out and fuck as many bitches as we want\nBut y'all ladies is a victim of um\nWhatever the fuck that bullshit is they try to call it\nKnow what I mean, but I don't mind it\nKnow what I mean, Face I don't know how you feel about it\nGoddamn, D-Rose, you too will\nI mean shit, I love a bitch like that\nSexy thang","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Pimp Hard (Feat. Z-Ro, Pimp C, Juvenile, & Petey Pablo)\n  artist: Scarface\n  album: My Homies Part 2\n  duration_ms: 386840\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I used to watch you on stage, gettin' money lookin' lovely\n  Got these niggas off in they pockets, tippin' your twenties\n  'Cause you cold with that shit that you do, your moves shock me\n  Unlike these other hoes in your crew, you don't jock me\n  I'd like to get your phone number, just to see what you about\n  Call you for breakfast to get you out\n  And see if you just some eyes without a face\n  Let me see your crib, take me to your place\n  I wanna show you that it's more than me been fuckin' on my mind\n  'Cause in your line, I bet you're fuckin' all the time\n  Come to find, you're only out tryin' to go to school\n  And tryin' to go to school and pay bills is hard to do\n  I see you, boo, so go on and do your thing\n  But when you tired of showin' your titties, give me your ring\n  I like a woman gettin' hurt 'cause that's better\n  Than her tryin' to come up off mine, I can't let her\n\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat, gon' let a nigga poke\n  Give me some assistance as I maneuver my long stroke\n  I hope you don't think I'm payin' for it, that's the wrong hope\n  'Cause I know you wanna be seen rollin' over chrome spokes\n  Bitch, I know you wanna tell your girlfriends how it was\n  To get hit from the back in the back of the 'Lac by a thug\n  And to get ran through until you get carpet burns off the rug\n  And to get nutted on by nine niggas with diamond grills and guns\n  You got on my microphone and sung a scene, scene\n  Your performance deserves a Grammy, check out my big screen\n  Just don't know but you know what \"suckin' a dick\" mean\n  Yeah, the head was fed, but what up with that jean jeans?\n  See the pussy print, it's lookin' like a big V\n  Make your cycle start early, my shovel be dig deep\n  I don't want a relationship, I just want me some relations\n  Gon' let a nigga poke, ho, and stop shuckin' patience\n\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n\n  Bitch, get down on it, at the drop of a dime\n  Fuck all that R&B singin' shit, I ain't got the time\n  I'd rather bust your ass up to some Screwed & Chopped\n  Let me test out your jaws and let me stretch out your cock\n  I'm still Pimp C, bitch, the name ain't changed\n  Put the dick up in these hoes, don't remember they names\n  I'm still Pimp C, bitch, the name ain't changed\n  Put the dick up in these hoes, don't remember they names\n  I'm still Pimp C, bitch, the name ain't changed\n  Put the dick up in these hoes, don't remember they names\n  I know you tired of games with them booty lickers\n  Pussy jumpin' likers, I'm a true dirt dicker\n  Gon' hit the streets, break them tricks\n  Bring it back to daddy, that's how you can get kicked\n  I need the head first and the ass last\n  And we can blow dro ends while I smash on your ass\n  Let a nigga pimp and let a mack mack\n  And later on tonight you can get hit up back\n  You can get your money back\n  But when I make you pussy speak, bitch, you gon' buy me a 'Lac\n\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n\n  I ain't tryin' to talk a hole in your head\n  But I can tell you done excelled what them hoes done said\n  Starin' at my neck and my wrist 'cause my shit is frozen red\n  And I look like a easy hustle, so go ahead\n  You're leavin' the same way you met me\n  You gon' be grievin' if you sex me while I'm schemin' on the next fee\n  You're leavin' the same way you met me\n  You gon' be grievin' if you sex me while I'm schemin' on the next fee\n  You're leavin' the same way you met me\n  You gon' be grievin' if you sex me while I'm schemin' on the next fee\n  I approach it quickly, I don't give a fuck, motive\n  Grew up in the area that acknowledge what a ho is\n  I approach it quickly, I don't give a fuck, motive\n  Grew up in the area that acknowledge what a ho is\n  I approach it quickly, I don't give a fuck, motive\n  Grew up in the area that acknowledge what a ho is\n  All of my warriors is lovin' my rep\n  How I took it to the world from the project steps\n  Stay in touch with my broad like my children, and it ain't light\n  Back in the days when we ducked by our building\n  I be a duck to tell a broad what I'm feelin'\n  Especially if it's bored and she need to be gettin' no bullshitin'\n  She ever fix her mouth for some money, it's good riddance\n  I ain't the one, what you need is a stool pigeon, holler\n\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n  Let a nigga beat, baby, let a nigga poke\n  Poke a nigga for his street cred and let a nigga stroke\n  You think I'mma treat a bitch with high price drawers\n  Any different from the ones I treat with grandmas on\n  How many ways is there for me to say you terribly wrong\n  Would you understand me better if I just said no\n  Fuck what another motherfucker told y'all\n  That's how typical talk when the dick hard\n  They just wanna lick pussy, my momma, that's all\n  This might fall down to y'all, fuck it they go for it\n  How am I paying for it, and how much you charge for it\n  It ain't about being a whore, that's what it's made for\n  Get your paper baby, fuck what the world say\n  Get your bills paid, okay\n\n  So you know um, it's kinda crazy that um\n  We can go out and fuck as many bitches as we want\n  But y'all ladies is a victim of um\n  Whatever the fuck that bullshit is they try to call it\n  Know what I mean, but I don't mind it\n  Know what I mean, Face I don't know how you feel about it\n  Goddamn, D-Rose, you too will\n  I mean shit, I love a bitch like that\n  Sexy thang\n"},{"id":29888577,"name":"Put Yo Hood Up Remix (feat. 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Juvenile, Petey Pablo & Pimp C","albumName":"My Homies, Part 2","duration":387.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, it's the Lady Rockin' B\n\nI used to watch you on stage, gettin' money lookin' lovely\nGot these niggas off in they pockets, tippin' your twenties\nCause you cold with that shit that you do, your moves shocked me\nUnlike these other hoes in your crew, you don't jock me\nI'd like to get your phone number, just to see what you about\nCall you for breakfast to get you out\nAnd see if you just some eyes without a face\nLet me see your crib, take me to your place\nI wanna show you that it's more than meetin' fuckin' on my mind\nCause in your line, I bet you're fuckin' all the time\nCome to find you're only out tryna go to school\nAnd tryna go to school and pay bills is hard to do\nI see you fool, so go on and do your thing\nBut when you're tired of showin' your titties, give me a ring\nI like a woman gettin' hers cause that's better\nThen her tryna come up off mine, I can't let her\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nGon' let a nigga beat, gon' let a nigga poke\nGive me some assistance as I maneuver my long stroke\nI hope you don't think I'm payin' for it, that's the wrong hope\nCause I know you wanna be seen rollin' over chrome spokes\nBitch I know you wanna tell your girlfriends how it was\nTo get hit from the back, in the back of the 'Lac by a thug\nAnd to get ran through until you get carpet burns off the rug\nAnd to get nutted on by nine niggas with diamond grills and guns\nAnd now you got on my microphone and sung a sixteen\nYour performance deserves a Grammy, check out my big screen\nMost bitches don't know, but you know what suckin' a dick mean\nYeah the head was fed, but what up with that in them jeans\nI can see the pussy print, it's lookin' like a big V\nMake your cycle start early, my shovel be diggin' deep\nI don't want a relationship, I just want me some relations\nGon' let a nigga poke ho, and stop shuckin' with my patience\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nBitch get down on it, at the drop of a dime\nFuck all that R&B singin', shit I ain't got the time\nI'd rather bust your ass up, to some screwed and chopped\nLet me test out your jaws, and let me stretch out your cock\nStill Pimp C bitch (bitch), the name ain't changed (changed)\nQuick to stick up in these hoes, don't remember they names (names)\nIf you tired of playin' games, with them booty lickers\nPut Sweet Jones up in your life, cause\nI'm a true dirt dicker (dirt dicker)\nSo gon' hit the streets (streets), break them lame tricks (tricks)\nBring it back to daddy, that's how you can get this dick\nI need the cash first, and the ass last\nAnd we can blow dro in the Benz, while I smash on the gas (on the gas)\nSo let a nigga pimp (pimp), and let a nigga mack (mack)\nAnd later on tonight, you can get hit up in your back (back)\nYou get your money back\nBut when I make your pussy speak, bitch\nYou gon' buy me a 'Lac (buy me a 'Lac)\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nI ain't tryna talk a hole in your head, but I can tell\nYou done excel what them hoes done said\nStarin' at my neck and my wrist, cause my shit is frozen red\nAnd I look like a easy hustle, so go ahead\nYou're leavin' the same way you met me\nYou gon' be grievin' if you sex me, while I'm schemin' on the next fee\nI approach it with the I don't give a fuck motive\nYou up in the area that acknowledge where the ho is\nAll of my warriors is lovin' my rep\nHow I took it to the world from the project steps\nStay in touch with my broad, like my children\nIt ain't even like back in the days, when we ducked behind buildings\nI be a duck to tell a broad what I'm feelin'\nEspecially if it's more then she need to be gettin', no bullshittin'\nShe ever fix her mouth for some money, it's good riddance\nI ain't the one, what you need is a stool pigeon, holla\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nIf you think I'ma treat a bitch with high priced drawers\nAny different from the ones I treat with grandma's on\nHow many ways is there for me to say you terribly wrong?\nWould you understand me better, if I just said naw?\nFuck what another motherfucker told y'all\nThat's how typical talk, when the dick hard\nThey just want a lil' pussy, my momma that's all\nIt's like fourth down, two yards, fuck it they goin' for it\nHow am I payin' for it, and how much you charge for it\nIt ain't about bein' a whore, that's what it's made for\nGet your paper baby, fuck what the world say\nGet your bills paid, okay\n\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\nGon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\nGet naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\nPimp hard, pimp hard\nSo you know um, it's kinda crazy that uh\nWe can go out and fuck as many bitches as we want\nBut y'all ladies is a victim of um\nWhatever the fuck that bullshit is, niggas try to call it\nYou know I mean, but I don't mind\nYou know I mean, 'Face I don't know how you feel about it\nGoddamn, Z-Ro, do it\nI mean shit, I love a bitch like that\nSexy thang","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Pimp Hard\n  artist: Scarface feat. Juvenile, Petey Pablo & Pimp C\n  album: My Homies, Part 2\n  duration_ms: 387000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, it's the Lady Rockin' B\n\n  I used to watch you on stage, gettin' money lookin' lovely\n  Got these niggas off in they pockets, tippin' your twenties\n  Cause you cold with that shit that you do, your moves shocked me\n  Unlike these other hoes in your crew, you don't jock me\n  I'd like to get your phone number, just to see what you about\n  Call you for breakfast to get you out\n  And see if you just some eyes without a face\n  Let me see your crib, take me to your place\n  I wanna show you that it's more than meetin' fuckin' on my mind\n  Cause in your line, I bet you're fuckin' all the time\n  Come to find you're only out tryna go to school\n  And tryna go to school and pay bills is hard to do\n  I see you fool, so go on and do your thing\n  But when you're tired of showin' your titties, give me a ring\n  I like a woman gettin' hers cause that's better\n  Then her tryna come up off mine, I can't let her\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat, gon' let a nigga poke\n  Give me some assistance as I maneuver my long stroke\n  I hope you don't think I'm payin' for it, that's the wrong hope\n  Cause I know you wanna be seen rollin' over chrome spokes\n  Bitch I know you wanna tell your girlfriends how it was\n  To get hit from the back, in the back of the 'Lac by a thug\n  And to get ran through until you get carpet burns off the rug\n  And to get nutted on by nine niggas with diamond grills and guns\n  And now you got on my microphone and sung a sixteen\n  Your performance deserves a Grammy, check out my big screen\n  Most bitches don't know, but you know what suckin' a dick mean\n  Yeah the head was fed, but what up with that in them jeans\n  I can see the pussy print, it's lookin' like a big V\n  Make your cycle start early, my shovel be diggin' deep\n  I don't want a relationship, I just want me some relations\n  Gon' let a nigga poke ho, and stop shuckin' with my patience\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  Bitch get down on it, at the drop of a dime\n  Fuck all that R&B singin', shit I ain't got the time\n  I'd rather bust your ass up, to some screwed and chopped\n  Let me test out your jaws, and let me stretch out your cock\n  Still Pimp C bitch (bitch), the name ain't changed (changed)\n  Quick to stick up in these hoes, don't remember they names (names)\n  If you tired of playin' games, with them booty lickers\n  Put Sweet Jones up in your life, cause\n  I'm a true dirt dicker (dirt dicker)\n  So gon' hit the streets (streets), break them lame tricks (tricks)\n  Bring it back to daddy, that's how you can get this dick\n  I need the cash first, and the ass last\n  And we can blow dro in the Benz, while I smash on the gas (on the gas)\n  So let a nigga pimp (pimp), and let a nigga mack (mack)\n  And later on tonight, you can get hit up in your back (back)\n  You get your money back\n  But when I make your pussy speak, bitch\n  You gon' buy me a 'Lac (buy me a 'Lac)\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  I ain't tryna talk a hole in your head, but I can tell\n  You done excel what them hoes done said\n  Starin' at my neck and my wrist, cause my shit is frozen red\n  And I look like a easy hustle, so go ahead\n  You're leavin' the same way you met me\n  You gon' be grievin' if you sex me, while I'm schemin' on the next fee\n  I approach it with the I don't give a fuck motive\n  You up in the area that acknowledge where the ho is\n  All of my warriors is lovin' my rep\n  How I took it to the world from the project steps\n  Stay in touch with my broad, like my children\n  It ain't even like back in the days, when we ducked behind buildings\n  I be a duck to tell a broad what I'm feelin'\n  Especially if it's more then she need to be gettin', no bullshittin'\n  She ever fix her mouth for some money, it's good riddance\n  I ain't the one, what you need is a stool pigeon, holla\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  If you think I'ma treat a bitch with high priced drawers\n  Any different from the ones I treat with grandma's on\n  How many ways is there for me to say you terribly wrong?\n  Would you understand me better, if I just said naw?\n  Fuck what another motherfucker told y'all\n  That's how typical talk, when the dick hard\n  They just want a lil' pussy, my momma that's all\n  It's like fourth down, two yards, fuck it they goin' for it\n  How am I payin' for it, and how much you charge for it\n  It ain't about bein' a whore, that's what it's made for\n  Get your paper baby, fuck what the world say\n  Get your bills paid, okay\n\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n  Gon' let a nigga beat (Beat), and let a nigga poke (Poke)\n  Get naked for me street (Street), and let a nigga stroke (Pimp hard)\n\n  Pimp hard, pimp hard\n  So you know um, it's kinda crazy that uh\n  We can go out and fuck as many bitches as we want\n  But y'all ladies is a victim of um\n  Whatever the fuck that bullshit is, niggas try to call it\n  You know I mean, but I don't mind\n  You know I mean, 'Face I don't know how you feel about it\n  Goddamn, Z-Ro, do it\n  I mean shit, I love a bitch like that\n  Sexy thang\n"}]