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Woah\nTell me what it takes, woah, grab the duct tape, huh\nWe not the same gang, woah, ho, I bang, bang, woah\nI'm with La Flame, gang, woah, we too insane on these hoes\nI took off my mask, you know, they mad, I don't see below\nAnd the hoes, they fuckin' the hoes, big rocks on me, so cold\nIf you know what I know, hide your ho, big cups, I'm sippin' flamingo\nI was in the spot yesterday with my pops, my grandma still play bingo\nNiggas want a problem with the gang, man, I don't know why but we goin' dumb, ho'\nShakin' my dreads in her face, this bitch a lil' vibe, put her in my Demmo\nFuck how they talkin', we poppin' this shit right now, yeah, huh, huh\nUh, I'm off the za and the Wock', can't feel myself, oh, yeah, yeah\nUh, she's a trendin' topic so I'm tryna pipe, oh, yeah, yeah\nOoh, hit it one time, then I'm out, hit it one time, then you out\nUh, fuck all these bitches and bops, all of these hoes are hot\nOoh, I'm walkin' around with a lot, pockets is filled with them knots (Yo, fuck this internet, haha)\nBitches tryna sneak pictures, I don't give a fuck 'bout much\nI think I need me a Ice Spice, yeah, I want me a munch\nIn the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\nI'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\nStandin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\nThrowin' that ho like a quarterback\nStood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\nThrowin' that ho like a quarterback\nYeah, yeah\nThrow it like 12 (Yeah), just so you know we don't fuck with 12 (fuck with 12)\nNot in this bitch by myself, but I'm by myself (By myself)\nThey got money on your top, who say you can't buy health? (Tell the tale)\nI'm feelin' like Joe or somethin', like Terror Squad, we blowin' somethin' (Hah)\nShe poppin' them 30s, thinkin' they workin', but they ain't doin' nothin' (Woo)\nShe doin' Ozempic, tryna be different, tryna be a newer woman (Nah)\nThat shit a look iffy, need a thicky, need her to move somethin' (Iffy)\nLike improve somethin', just don't you remove nothin'(Don't you do it)\nCrib like a zoo, jumpin', we got reggaeton bumpin' (Ha)\nI need me two cummin', double-double, quick Drummond (It's lit)\nI keep a full drum and never know what fool's comin' (Yeah)\nIn the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\nI'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\nStandin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\nThrowin' that ho like a quarterback\nStood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\nThrowin' that ho like a quarterback\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.20] In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\n[00:05.30] I'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\n[00:06.70] Standin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\n[00:08.20] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[00:09.90] Stood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\n[00:11.50] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[00:15.60] Ice on my face, woah, bitches tryna chase, woah\n[00:20.30] I ain't ever flake, woah, tell me, what it take? Woah\n[00:23.40] Tell me what it takes, woah, grab the duct tape, huh\n[00:26.50] We not the same gang, woah, ho, I bang, bang, woah\n[00:30.00] I'm with La Flame, gang, woah, we too insane on these hoes\n[00:33.20] I took off my mask, you know, they mad, I don't see below\n[00:36.50] And the hoes, they fuckin' the hoes, big rocks on me, so cold\n[00:39.80] If you know what I know, hide your ho, big cups, I'm sippin' flamingo\n[00:43.10] I was in the spot yesterday with my pops, my grandma still play bingo\n[00:46.40] Niggas want a problem with the gang, man, I don't know why but we goin' dumb, ho'\n[00:49.70] Shakin' my dreads in her face, this bitch a lil' vibe, put her in my Demmo\n[00:53.00] Fuck how they talkin', we poppin' this shit right now, yeah, huh, huh\n[00:56.20] Uh, I'm off the za and the Wock', can't feel myself, oh, yeah, yeah\n[00:59.10] Uh, she's a trendin' topic so I'm tryna pipe, oh, yeah, yeah\n[01:02.40] Ooh, hit it one time, then I'm out, hit it one time, then you out\n[01:05.60] Uh, fuck all these bitches and bops, all of these hoes are hot\n[01:08.90] Ooh, I'm walkin' around with a lot, pockets is filled with them knots (Yo, fuck this internet, haha)\n[01:13.00] Bitches tryna sneak pictures, I don't give a fuck 'bout much\n[01:15.90] I think I need me a Ice Spice, yeah, I want me a munch\n[01:22.10] In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\n[01:24.20] I'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\n[01:25.60] Standin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\n[01:27.10] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[01:28.80] Stood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\n[01:30.50] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[01:33.10] Yeah, yeah\n[01:34.90] Throw it like 12 (Yeah), just so you know we don't fuck with 12 (fuck with 12)\n[01:38.90] Not in this bitch by myself, but I'm by myself (By myself)\n[01:41.60] They got money on your top, who say you can't buy health? (Tell the tale)\n[01:45.00] I'm feelin' like Joe or somethin', like Terror Squad, we blowin' somethin' (Hah)\n[01:48.60] She poppin' them 30s, thinkin' they workin', but they ain't doin' nothin' (Woo)\n[01:51.70] She doin' Ozempic, tryna be different, tryna be a newer woman (Nah)\n[01:55.00] That shit a look iffy, need a thicky, need her to move somethin' (Iffy)\n[01:58.20] Like improve somethin', just don't you remove nothin'(Don't you do it)\n[02:01.70] Crib like a zoo, jumpin', we got reggaeton bumpin' (Ha)\n[02:04.80] I need me two cummin', double-double, quick Drummond (It's lit)\n[02:08.10] I keep a full drum and never know what fool's comin' (Yeah)\n[02:14.50] In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\n[02:16.40] I'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\n[02:18.10] Standin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\n[02:19.80] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[02:21.50] Stood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\n[02:23.50] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[02:25.70] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: BACKR00MS\n  artist: Playboi Carti\n  album: Playboi Carti\n  duration_ms: 160000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\n  start_ms: 3200\n  end_ms: 5300\n- text: I'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\n  start_ms: 5300\n  end_ms: 6700\n- text: Standin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\n  start_ms: 6700\n  end_ms: 8200\n- text: Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n  start_ms: 8200\n  end_ms: 9900\n- text: Stood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\n  start_ms: 9900\n  end_ms: 11500\n- text: Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n  start_ms: 11500\n  end_ms: 15600\n- text: Ice on my face, woah, bitches tryna chase, woah\n  start_ms: 15600\n  end_ms: 20300\n- text: I ain't ever flake, woah, tell me, what it take? 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(Tell the tale)\n  I'm feelin' like Joe or somethin', like Terror Squad, we blowin' somethin' (Hah)\n  She poppin' them 30s, thinkin' they workin', but they ain't doin' nothin' (Woo)\n  She doin' Ozempic, tryna be different, tryna be a newer woman (Nah)\n  That shit a look iffy, need a thicky, need her to move somethin' (Iffy)\n  Like improve somethin', just don't you remove nothin'(Don't you do it)\n  Crib like a zoo, jumpin', we got reggaeton bumpin' (Ha)\n  I need me two cummin', double-double, quick Drummond (It's lit)\n  I keep a full drum and never know what fool's comin' (Yeah)\n  In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\n  I'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\n  Standin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\n  Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n  Stood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\n  Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n"},{"id":38496057,"name":"BACKR00MS","trackName":"BACKR00MS","artistName":"Playboi Carti","albumName":"BACKR00MS","duration":161.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\nI'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\nStandin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\nThrowin' that ho like a quarterback\nStood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\nThrowin' that ho like a quarterback\nIce on my face, woah, bitches tryna chase, woah\nI ain't ever flake, woah, tell me, what it take? Woah\nTell me what it takes, woah, grab the duct tape, huh\nWe not the same gang, woah, ho, I bang, bang, woah\nI'm with La Flame, gang, woah, we too insane on these hoes\nI took off my mask, you know, they mad, I don't see below\nAnd the hoes, they fuckin' the hoes, big rocks on me, so cold\nIf you know what I know, hide your ho, big cups, I'm sippin' flamingo\nI was in the spot yesterday with my pops, my grandma still play bingo\nNiggas want a problem with the gang, man, I don't know why but we goin' dumb, ho'\nShakin' my dreads in her face, this bitch a lil' vibe, put her in my Demmo\nFuck how they talkin', we poppin' this shit right now, yeah, huh, huh\nUh, I'm off the za and the Wock', can't feel myself, oh, yeah, yeah\nUh, she's a trendin' topic so I'm tryna pipe, oh, yeah, yeah\nOoh, hit it one time, then I'm out, hit it one time, then you out\nUh, fuck all these bitches and bops, all of these hoes are hot\nOoh, I'm walkin' around with a lot, pockets is filled with them knots (Yo, fuck this internet, haha)\nBitches tryna sneak pictures, I don't give a fuck 'bout much\nI think I need me a Ice Spice, yeah, I want me a munch\nIn the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\nI'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\nStandin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\nThrowin' that ho like a quarterback\nStood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\nThrowin' that ho like a quarterback\nYeah, yeah\nThrow it like 12 (Yeah), just so you know we don't fuck with 12 (fuck with 12)\nNot in this bitch by myself, but I'm by myself (By myself)\nThey got money on your top, who say you can't buy health? (Tell the tale)\nI'm feelin' like Joe or somethin', like Terror Squad, we blowin' somethin' (Hah)\nShe poppin' them 30s, thinkin' they workin', but they ain't doin' nothin' (Woo)\nShe doin' Ozempic, tryna be different, tryna be a newer woman (Nah)\nThat shit a look iffy, need a thicky, need her to move somethin' (Iffy)\nLike improve somethin', just don't you remove nothin'(Don't you do it)\nCrib like a zoo, jumpin', we got reggaeton bumpin' (Ha)\nI need me two cummin', double-double, quick Drummond (It's lit)\nI keep a full drum and never know what fool's comin' (Yeah)\nIn the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\nI'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\nStandin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\nThrowin' that ho like a quarterback\nStood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\nThrowin' that ho like a quarterback\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.20]In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\n[00:05.30]I'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\n[00:06.70]Standin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\n[00:08.20]Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[00:09.90]Stood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\n[00:11.50]Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[00:15.60]Ice on my face, woah, bitches tryna chase, woah\n[00:20.30]I ain't ever flake, woah, tell me, what it take? 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(tell the tale)\nI'm feelin' like Joe or somethin', like Terror Squad, we blowin' somethin' (ha)\nShe poppin' them 30s, thinkin' they workin', but they ain't doin' nothin' (woo)\nShe doin' Ozempic, tryna be different, tryna be a newer woman (nah)\nThat shit a look iffy, need a thicky, need her to move somethin' (iffy)\nLike improve somethin', just don't you remove nothin' (don't you do it)\nCrib like a zoo, jumpin', we got reggaeton bumpin' (ha)\nI need me two cummin', double-double, quick Drummond (it's lit)\nI keep a full drum and never know what fool's comin' (yeah)\n\nIn the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\nI'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\nStandin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\nThrowin' that ho like a quarterback\nStood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\nThrowin' that ho like a quarterback","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.19] In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\n[00:05.07] I'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\n[00:06.85] Standin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\n[00:08.34] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[00:10.12] Stood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\n[00:11.65] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[00:14.88] \n[00:17.00] Ice on my face, woah, bitches tryna chase, woah\n[00:20.28] I ain't ever flake, woah, tell me, what it take? woah\n[00:23.46] Tell me what it takes, woah, ooh, grab the duct tape, huh\n[00:26.78] We not the same gang, woah, ho, I bang, bang, woah\n[00:30.04] I'm with La Flame, gang, woah, we too insane on these hoes\n[00:33.38] I took off my mask, you know, they mad, I don't see below\n[00:36.62] And the hoes, they fuckin' the hoes, big rocks on me, so cold\n[00:39.85] If you know what I know, hide your ho, pink cups, I'm sippin' flamingo\n[00:43.26] I was in the spot yesterday with my pops, my grandma still play bingo\n[00:46.51] Niggas want a problem with the gang, man, I don't know why but we goin' dumb, ho\n[00:49.85] Shakin' my dreads in her face, this bitch a lil' vibe, put her in my Demmo\n[00:53.15] Fuck how they talkin', we poppin' this shit right now, yeah, huh, huh\n[00:56.13] Uh, I'm off the za and the Wock', can't feel myself, oh, yeah, yeah\n[00:59.48] Uh, she's a trendin' topic so I'm tryna pipe, oh, yeah, yeah\n[01:02.64] Ooh, hit it one time, then I'm out, hit it one time, then you out\n[01:06.00] Uh, fuck all these bitches and bops, all of these hoes are hot\n[01:09.22] Ooh, I'm walkin' around with a lot, pockets is filled with them knots\n[01:12.84] Bitches just be bitches, I don't give a fuck 'bout much\n[01:16.08] I think I need me a Ice Spice, yeah, I want me a munch\n[01:22.05] In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\n[01:23.73] I'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\n[01:25.53] Standin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\n[01:27.28] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[01:28.85] Stood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\n[01:30.55] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[01:33.17] Yeah, yeah\n[01:36.52] Throw it like 12 (yeah), just so you know we don't fuck with 12 (fuck with 12)\n[01:38.71] Not in this bitch by myself, but I'm by myself (by myself)\n[01:43.31] They got money on your top, who say you can't buy health? (tell the tale)\n[01:45.44] I'm feelin' like Joe or somethin', like Terror Squad, we blowin' somethin' (ha)\n[01:48.56] She poppin' them 30s, thinkin' they workin', but they ain't doin' nothin' (woo)\n[01:51.92] She doin' Ozempic, tryna be different, tryna be a newer woman (nah)\n[01:55.42] That shit a look iffy, need a thicky, need her to move somethin' (iffy)\n[01:59.53] Like improve somethin', just don't you remove nothin' (don't you do it)\n[02:01.71] Crib like a zoo, jumpin', we got reggaeton bumpin' (ha)\n[02:05.07] I need me two cummin', double-double, quick Drummond (it's lit)\n[02:08.22] I keep a full drum and never know what fool's comin' (yeah)\n[02:14.83] In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\n[02:16.53] I'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\n[02:18.18] Standin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\n[02:19.75] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[02:21.50] Stood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\n[02:23.14] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[02:24.37] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: BACKR00MS\n  artist: Playboi Carti\n  album: MUSIC - SORRY 4 DA WAIT\n  duration_ms: 160000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\n  start_ms: 4190\n  end_ms: 5070\n- text: I'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\n  start_ms: 5070\n  end_ms: 6850\n- text: Standin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\n  start_ms: 6850\n  end_ms: 8340\n- text: Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n  start_ms: 8340\n  end_ms: 10120\n- text: Stood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\n  start_ms: 10120\n  end_ms: 11650\n- text: Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n  start_ms: 11650\n  end_ms: 14880\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 14880\n  end_ms: 17000\n- text: Ice on my face, woah, bitches tryna chase, woah\n  start_ms: 17000\n  end_ms: 20280\n- text: I ain't ever flake, woah, tell me, what it take? woah\n  start_ms: 20280\n  end_ms: 23460\n- text: Tell me what it takes, woah, ooh, grab the duct tape, huh\n  start_ms: 23460\n  end_ms: 26780\n- text: We not the same gang, woah, ho, I bang, bang, woah\n  start_ms: 26780\n  end_ms: 30040\n- text: I'm with La Flame, gang, woah, we too insane on these hoes\n  start_ms: 30040\n  end_ms: 33380\n- text: I took off my mask, you know, they mad, I don't see below\n  start_ms: 33380\n  end_ms: 36620\n- text: And the hoes, they fuckin' the hoes, big rocks on me, so cold\n  start_ms: 36620\n  end_ms: 39850\n- text: If you know what I know, hide your ho, pink cups, I'm sippin' flamingo\n  start_ms: 39850\n  end_ms: 43260\n- text: I was in the spot yesterday with my pops, my grandma still play bingo\n  start_ms: 43260\n  end_ms: 46510\n- text: Niggas want a problem with the gang, man, I don't know why but we goin' dumb, ho\n  start_ms: 46510\n  end_ms: 49850\n- text: Shakin' my dreads in her face, this bitch a lil' vibe, put her in my Demmo\n  start_ms: 49850\n  end_ms: 53150\n- text: Fuck how they talkin', we poppin' this shit right now, yeah, huh, huh\n  start_ms: 53150\n  end_ms: 56130\n- text: Uh, I'm off the za and the Wock', can't feel myself, oh, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 56130\n  end_ms: 59480\n- text: Uh, she's a trendin' topic so I'm tryna pipe, oh, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 59480\n  end_ms: 62640\n- text: Ooh, hit it one time, then I'm out, hit it one time, then you out\n  start_ms: 62640\n  end_ms: 66000\n- text: Uh, fuck all these bitches and bops, all of these hoes are hot\n  start_ms: 66000\n  end_ms: 69220\n- text: Ooh, I'm walkin' around with a lot, pockets is filled with them knots\n  start_ms: 69220\n  end_ms: 72840\n- text: Bitches just be bitches, I don't give a fuck 'bout much\n  start_ms: 72840\n  end_ms: 76080\n- text: I think I need me a Ice Spice, yeah, I want me a munch\n  start_ms: 76080\n  end_ms: 82050\n- text: In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\n  start_ms: 82050\n  end_ms: 83730\n- text: I'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\n  start_ms: 83730\n  end_ms: 85530\n- text: Standin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\n  start_ms: 85530\n  end_ms: 87280\n- text: Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n  start_ms: 87280\n  end_ms: 88850\n- text: Stood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\n  start_ms: 88850\n  end_ms: 90550\n- text: Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n  start_ms: 90550\n  end_ms: 93170\n- text: Yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 93170\n  end_ms: 96520\n- text: Throw it like 12 (yeah), just so you know we don't fuck with 12 (fuck with 12)\n  start_ms: 96520\n  end_ms: 98710\n- text: Not in this bitch by myself, but I'm by myself (by myself)\n  start_ms: 98710\n  end_ms: 103310\n- text: They got money on your top, who say you can't buy health? 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(Tell the tale)\n[01:45.00] I'm feelin' like Joe or somethin', like Terror Squad, we blowin' somethin' (Hah)\n[01:48.60] She poppin' them 30s, thinkin' they workin', but they ain't doin' nothin' (Woo)\n[01:51.70] She doin' Ozempic, tryna be different, tryna be a newer woman (Nah)\n[01:55.00] That shit a look iffy, need a thicky, need her to move somethin' (Iffy)\n[01:58.20] Like improve somethin', just don't you remove nothin'(Don't you do it)\n[02:01.70] Crib like a zoo, jumpin', we got reggaeton bumpin' (Ha)\n[02:04.80] I need me two cummin', double-double, quick Drummond (It's lit)\n[02:08.10] I keep a full drum and never know what fool's comin' (Yeah)\n[02:14.50] In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\n[02:16.40] I'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\n[02:18.10] Standin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\n[02:19.80] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[02:21.50] Stood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\n[02:23.50] Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n[02:25.70] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: BACKR00MS\n  artist: Playboi Carti\n  album: GOOD MUSIC\n  duration_ms: 160000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: In the middle of the field, throw me a bomb\n  start_ms: 3200\n  end_ms: 5300\n- text: I'm throwin' that bih' like a quarterback\n  start_ms: 5300\n  end_ms: 6700\n- text: Standin' in the field, holdin' a bomb\n  start_ms: 6700\n  end_ms: 8200\n- text: Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n  start_ms: 8200\n  end_ms: 9900\n- text: Stood in the field, holdin' me a bomb\n  start_ms: 9900\n  end_ms: 11500\n- text: Throwin' that ho like a quarterback\n  start_ms: 11500\n  end_ms: 15600\n- text: Ice on my face, woah, bitches tryna chase, woah\n  start_ms: 15600\n  end_ms: 20300\n- text: I ain't ever flake, woah, tell me, what it take? 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