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(bling)\nGet that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\nIf she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\nAyy, confess, you know you in love with the drip\nYou know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\nI know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\nTurn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\nI just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\nSent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\nCrazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\nHard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (mwah)\nWoo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\nI'm on the way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\nI don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\nEenie miney mo (ayy), I get whoever I pick (ahh)\nBig fine ting, neck and wrist bling\nI could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (Big Ole Freak)\nIs he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\nI could make a rap nigga holla like he sing (hahaha)\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\nAh, ah\nI got all you can handle\nSit the pussy on his lip\nHa, I'm gon' stamp him\nCrawl on his dick, Black Panther\nHit the bank account then travel\nGet to the bag, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\nLil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\nAnd I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands good for smackin'\nLil' bitch, stop watching past Chanel, you know they taxin'\nThem prices don't go down, they go up, hoe, stop asking\nMy nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'\nBig baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\nGet this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin'\nDiamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\nThis dirty hoe can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\nAnd no matter how rich I get, I'm still gon' show my ass (period)\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.00] This beat from Murda\n[00:10.58] I don't stick to the script (no)\n[00:12.85] Real nigga, I'll punch a nigga in the lip (oh)\n[00:15.21] Get rich, I'll push a brick outta here (woo)\n[00:17.57] Fuck nigga, free, what you think this is? (free)\n[00:20.50] Bad lil' ting, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n[00:23.21] Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (bling)\n[00:25.85] Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\n[00:28.34] If she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n[00:31.20] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\n[00:34.16] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[00:36.63] Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[00:39.29] Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[00:41.91] Ayy, confess, you know you in love with the drip\n[00:44.26] You know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n[00:47.00] I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n[00:49.45] Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n[00:52.17] I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n[00:55.19] Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n[00:57.69] Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n[01:00.75] Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (mwah)\n[01:03.33] Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\n[01:05.89] I'm on the way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\n[01:08.38] I don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n[01:10.88] Eenie miney mo (ayy), I get whoever I pick (ahh)\n[01:13.81] Big fine ting, neck and wrist bling\n[01:16.87] I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (Big Ole Freak)\n[01:19.46] Is he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\n[01:22.05] I could make a rap nigga holla like he sing (hahaha)\n[01:24.61] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\n[01:27.46] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[01:29.75] Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[01:32.56] Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[01:33.79] Ah, ah\n[01:35.33] I got all you can handle\n[01:36.68] Sit the pussy on his lip\n[01:38.27] Ha, I'm gon' stamp him\n[01:39.59] Crawl on his dick, Black Panther\n[01:41.31] Hit the bank account then travel\n[01:43.24] Get to the bag, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\n[01:46.16] Lil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\n[01:48.10] And I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands good for smackin'\n[01:51.22] Lil' bitch, stop watching past Chanel, you know they taxin'\n[01:53.98] Them prices don't go down, they go up, hoe, stop asking\n[01:56.73] My nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'\n[01:58.91] Big baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\n[02:01.66] Get this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\n[02:04.21] Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\n[02:07.00] Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin'\n[02:09.51] Diamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\n[02:12.26] This dirty hoe can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\n[02:14.88] And no matter how rich I get, I'm still gon' show my ass (period)\n[02:17.84] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\n[02:20.85] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[02:23.43] Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[02:25.92] Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pastor\n artist: Quality Control\n album: 'Quality Control: Control The Streets Volume 2'\n duration_ms: 160014\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: This beat from Murda\n start_ms: 9000\n end_ms: 10580\n- text: I don't stick to the script (no)\n start_ms: 10580\n end_ms: 12850\n- text: Real nigga, I'll punch a nigga in the lip (oh)\n start_ms: 12850\n end_ms: 15210\n- text: Get rich, I'll push a brick outta here (woo)\n start_ms: 15210\n end_ms: 17570\n- text: Fuck nigga, free, what you think this is? 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(free)\n Bad lil' ting, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (bling)\n Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\n If she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n Random (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n Ayy, confess, you know you in love with the drip\n You know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (mwah)\n Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\n I'm on the way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\n I don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n Eenie miney mo (ayy), I get whoever I pick (ahh)\n Big fine ting, neck and wrist bling\n I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (Big Ole Freak)\n Is he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\n I could make a rap nigga holla like he sing (hahaha)\n Random (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n Ah, ah\n I got all you can handle\n Sit the pussy on his lip\n Ha, I'm gon' stamp him\n Crawl on his dick, Black Panther\n Hit the bank account then travel\n Get to the bag, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\n Lil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\n And I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands good for smackin'\n Lil' bitch, stop watching past Chanel, you know they taxin'\n Them prices don't go down, they go up, hoe, stop asking\n My nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'\n Big baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\n Get this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\n Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\n Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin'\n Diamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\n This dirty hoe can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\n And no matter how rich I get, I'm still gon' show my ass (period)\n Random (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n"},{"id":13471044,"name":"Pastor (feat. 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(Bling)\nGet that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\nThen she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n(Ay) confess, you know you in love with the drip\nYou know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n(Ay) I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\nTurn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\nI just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\nSent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\nCrazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\nHard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (muah)\n\nWoo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\nI'm on my way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\nI don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\nEeny miny moe (ay), I get whoever I pick (ah)\nBig fine thing, neck and wrist bling\nI could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\nIs he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\nI could make a rap nigga holla like he sing\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\nI got all you can handle\nSit the pussy on this lip\nHah, I'm goin' stamp him\nCrawl on his dick, Black Panther\nHit the bank account then travel\nGet to the bag, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\nLil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\nAnd I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands' good for smackin'\nLil' bitch, stop walking past Chanel, you know they taxin'\nTheir prices don't go down, they go up, hoe stop askin'\n\nMy nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'\nBig baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\nGet this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin' (how?)\nDiamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\nThis dirty hoe can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\nAnd no matter how rich I get, I'm still goin' show my ass, period\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.52] (This beat from Murda)\n[00:11.29] I don't stick to the script (no)\n[00:13.31] Real nigga, I punch a nigga in the lip (oh)\n[00:15.83] Get rich, I'll push a brick outta here (woo)\n[00:18.47] Fuck nigga, free, what you think this is? (Free)\n[00:21.35] Bad lil' thing, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n[00:24.02] Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\n[00:26.52] Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\n[00:29.28] Then she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n[00:31.99] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\n[00:34.50] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[00:37.23] Santa (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[00:40.06] Camera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[00:42.16] (Ay) confess, you know you in love with the drip\n[00:45.09] You know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n[00:47.32] (Ay) I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n[00:50.18] Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n[00:52.98] I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n[00:55.96] Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n[00:58.63] Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n[01:01.23] Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (muah)\n[01:04.24] Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\n[01:06.27] I'm on my way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\n[01:08.85] I don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n[01:11.39] Eeny miny moe (ay), I get whoever I pick (ah)\n[01:14.68] Big fine thing, neck and wrist bling\n[01:17.13] I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\n[01:19.96] Is he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\n[01:22.50] I could make a rap nigga holla like he sing\n[01:25.27] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\n[01:27.98] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[01:30.61] Santa (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[01:33.27] Camera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[01:35.80] I got all you can handle\n[01:37.25] Sit the pussy on this lip\n[01:38.44] Hah, I'm goin' stamp him\n[01:40.05] Crawl on his dick, Black Panther\n[01:42.07] Hit the bank account then travel\n[01:44.07] Get to the bag, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\n[01:46.84] Lil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\n[01:48.87] And I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands' good for smackin'\n[01:52.17] Lil' bitch, stop walking past Chanel, you know they taxin'\n[01:54.88] Their prices don't go down, they go up, hoe stop askin'\n[01:57.03] My nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'\n[01:59.63] Big baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\n[02:02.38] Get this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\n[02:04.66] Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\n[02:07.32] Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin' (how?)\n[02:10.18] Diamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\n[02:12.72] This dirty hoe can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\n[02:15.56] And no matter how rich I get, I'm still goin' show my ass, period\n[02:18.80] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\n[02:21.27] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[02:23.73] Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[02:26.47] Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[02:30.67] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pastor (feat. 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(Free)\n Bad lil' thing, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\n Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\n Then she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n\n Random (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n (Ay) confess, you know you in love with the drip\n You know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n (Ay) I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (muah)\n\n Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\n I'm on my way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\n I don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n Eeny miny moe (ay), I get whoever I pick (ah)\n Big fine thing, neck and wrist bling\n I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\n Is he my type? 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(Bling)\nGet that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\nThen she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n(Ay) confess, you know you in love with the drip\nYou know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n(Ay) I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\nTurn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\nI just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\nSent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\nCrazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\nHard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (muah)\n\nWoo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\nI'm on my way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\nI don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\nEeny miny moe (ay), I get whoever I pick (ah)\nBig fine thing, neck and wrist bling\nI could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\nIs he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\nI could make a rap nigga holla like he sing\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\nI got all you can handle\nSit the pussy on this lip\nHah, I'm goin' stamp him\nCrawl on his dick, Black Panther\nHit the bank account then travel\nGet to the bag, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\nLil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\nAnd I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands' good for smackin'\nLil' bitch, stop walking past Chanel, you know they taxin'\nTheir prices don't go down, they go up, hoe stop askin'\n\nMy nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'\nBig baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\nGet this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin' (how?)\nDiamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\nThis dirty hoe can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\nAnd no matter how rich I get, I'm still goin' show my ass, period\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.52] (This beat from Murda)\n[00:11.29] I don't stick to the script (no)\n[00:13.31] Real nigga, I punch a nigga in the lip (oh)\n[00:15.83] Get rich, I'll push a brick outta here (woo)\n[00:18.47] Fuck nigga, free, what you think this is? (Free)\n[00:21.35] Bad lil' thing, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n[00:24.02] Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\n[00:26.52] Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\n[00:29.28] Then she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n[00:31.99] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\n[00:34.50] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[00:37.23] Santa (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[00:40.06] Camera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[00:42.16] (Ay) confess, you know you in love with the drip\n[00:45.09] You know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n[00:47.32] (Ay) I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n[00:50.18] Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n[00:52.98] I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n[00:55.96] Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n[00:58.63] Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n[01:01.23] Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (muah)\n[01:04.24] Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\n[01:06.27] I'm on my way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\n[01:08.85] I don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n[01:11.39] Eeny miny moe (ay), I get whoever I pick (ah)\n[01:14.68] Big fine thing, neck and wrist bling\n[01:17.13] I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\n[01:19.96] Is he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\n[01:22.50] I could make a rap nigga holla like he sing\n[01:25.27] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\n[01:27.98] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[01:30.61] Santa (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[01:33.27] Camera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[01:35.80] I got all you can handle\n[01:37.25] Sit the pussy on this lip\n[01:38.44] Hah, I'm goin' stamp him\n[01:40.05] Crawl on his dick, Black Panther\n[01:42.07] Hit the bank account then travel\n[01:44.07] Get to the bag, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\n[01:46.84] Lil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\n[01:48.87] And I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands' good for smackin'\n[01:52.17] Lil' bitch, stop walking past Chanel, you know they taxin'\n[01:54.88] Their prices don't go down, they go up, hoe stop askin'\n[01:57.03] My nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'\n[01:59.63] Big baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\n[02:02.38] Get this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\n[02:04.66] Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\n[02:07.32] Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin' (how?)\n[02:10.18] Diamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\n[02:12.72] This dirty hoe can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\n[02:15.56] And no matter how rich I get, I'm still goin' show my ass, period\n[02:18.80] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\n[02:21.27] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[02:23.73] Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[02:26.47] Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[02:30.67] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pastor (Feat. 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(Free)\n Bad lil' thing, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? 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(Free)\nBad lil' ting, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\nShould I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\nGet that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\nThen she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n\nRandom (oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\nAyy, confess, you know you in love with the drip\nYou know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips, ayy\nI know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\nTurn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\nI just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\nSent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\nCrazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\nHard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (ayy, ayy, mwah)\n\nWoo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\nI'm on the way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\nI don't know what day that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\nEenie miney mo (ayy), I get whoever I pick (ahh)\nBig fine t'ing, neck and wrist bling\nI could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\nIs he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\nI could make a rap nigga holla like he sing, ah\n\nRandom (oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\nAh, ah\nI got all you can handle\nStick the pussy on his lip\nHow I'm gon' stamp him\nCrawl on his dick, Black Panther\nHit the bank account then travel\nGet to the back, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\n\nLil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\nAnd I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands good for smackin'\nLil' bitch, stop walkin' past Chanel, you know they taxin'\nYour prices don't go down, they go up, ho, stop askin'\nMy nigga red flaggin', I'm jet-laggin'\nBig baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\nGet this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin'\nDiamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\nThis dirty ho can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\nAnd no matter how rich I get, I'm still gon' show my ass (period)\n\nRandom (oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.30] I don't stick to the script (no)\n[00:06.70] \n[00:13.32] Real nigga, I'll punch a nigga in the lip (oh)\n[00:16.02] Get rich, I'll push a brick outta here (woo)\n[00:18.64] Fuck nigga, free, what you think this is? (Free)\n[00:20.89] Bad lil' ting, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n[00:23.49] Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? 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(Bling)\n Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\n Then she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n\n Random (oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n Ayy, confess, you know you in love with the drip\n You know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips, ayy\n I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (ayy, ayy, mwah)\n\n Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\n I'm on the way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\n I don't know what day that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n Eenie miney mo (ayy), I get whoever I pick (ahh)\n Big fine t'ing, neck and wrist bling\n I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\n Is he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\n I could make a rap nigga holla like he sing, ah\n\n Random (oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n Ah, ah\n I got all you can handle\n Stick the pussy on his lip\n How I'm gon' stamp him\n Crawl on his dick, Black Panther\n Hit the bank account then travel\n Get to the back, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\n\n Lil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\n And I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands good for smackin'\n Lil' bitch, stop walkin' past Chanel, you know they taxin'\n Your prices don't go down, they go up, ho, stop askin'\n My nigga red flaggin', I'm jet-laggin'\n Big baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\n Get this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\n Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\n Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin'\n Diamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\n This dirty ho can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\n And no matter how rich I get, I'm still gon' show my ass (period)\n\n Random (oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n"},{"id":14718500,"name":"Pastor (Quavo, City Girls feat. Megan Thee Stallion)","trackName":"Pastor (Quavo, City Girls feat. Megan Thee Stallion)","artistName":"Quality Control","albumName":"Quality Control: Control The Streets Volume 2","duration":160.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This beat from Murda\n\nI don't stick to the script (No)\nReal nigga, I'll punch a nigga in the lip (Oh)\nGet rich, I'll push a brick outta here (Woo)\nFuck nigga, free, what you think this is? (Free)\nBad lil' ting, fuck it up and then peel (Bad)\nShould I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\nGet that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (Cash)\nThen she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (Woo)\n\nRandom (Oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (Woo)\nRansom (Ransom), I took the mask off to smash (Smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (Pastor)\nCamera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\nAyy, confess, you know you in love with the drip\nYou know you want me come over and\nbless you, so let me sit on your lips, ayy\nI know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\nTurn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\nI just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\nSent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\nCrazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\nHard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (Ayy, ayy, mwah)\nWoo, I'm having my way with this shit (Huh)\nI'm on the way to the money (Ugh), then on the way to the dick\nI don't know what day that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\nEenie miney mo (Ayy), I get whoever I pick (Ahh)\nBig fine ting, neck and wrist bling\nI could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (Big ole freak)\nIs he my type? Bitch, he might be (Bitch, he might be)\nI could make a rap nigga holla like he sing, ah\n\nRandom (Oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (Woo)\nRansom (Ransom), I took the mask off to smash (Smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (Pastor)\nCamera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\nAh, ah\nI got all you can handle\nStick the pussy on his lip\nHow I'm gon' stamp him\nCrawl on his dick, Black Panther\nHit the bank account then travel\nGet to the back, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\nLil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (Nah)\nAnd I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands good for smackin'\nLil' bitch, stop walkin' past Chanel, you know they taxin'\nThem prices don't go down, they go up, ho, stop askin'\nMy nigga red flaggin', I'm jet-laggin'\nBig baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\nGet this lil' bitch out my section, she keep naggin'\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (Bitch)\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin'\nDiamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (Yeah)\nThis dirty ho can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (Uh)\nAnd no matter how rich I get, I'm still gon' show my ass (Period)\n\nRandom (Oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (Woo)\nRansom (Ransom), I took the mask off to smash (Smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (Pastor)\nCamera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pastor (Quavo, City Girls feat. Megan Thee Stallion)\n artist: Quality Control\n album: 'Quality Control: Control The Streets Volume 2'\n duration_ms: 160000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n This beat from Murda\n\n I don't stick to the script (No)\n Real nigga, I'll punch a nigga in the lip (Oh)\n Get rich, I'll push a brick outta here (Woo)\n Fuck nigga, free, what you think this is? (Free)\n Bad lil' ting, fuck it up and then peel (Bad)\n Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\n Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (Cash)\n Then she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (Woo)\n\n Random (Oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (Woo)\n Ransom (Ransom), I took the mask off to smash (Smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (Pastor)\n Camera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n Ayy, confess, you know you in love with the drip\n You know you want me come over and\n bless you, so let me sit on your lips, ayy\n I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (Ayy, ayy, mwah)\n Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (Huh)\n I'm on the way to the money (Ugh), then on the way to the dick\n I don't know what day that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n Eenie miney mo (Ayy), I get whoever I pick (Ahh)\n Big fine ting, neck and wrist bling\n I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (Big ole freak)\n Is he my type? Bitch, he might be (Bitch, he might be)\n I could make a rap nigga holla like he sing, ah\n\n Random (Oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (Woo)\n Ransom (Ransom), I took the mask off to smash (Smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (Pastor)\n Camera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n Ah, ah\n I got all you can handle\n Stick the pussy on his lip\n How I'm gon' stamp him\n Crawl on his dick, Black Panther\n Hit the bank account then travel\n Get to the back, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\n Lil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (Nah)\n And I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands good for smackin'\n Lil' bitch, stop walkin' past Chanel, you know they taxin'\n Them prices don't go down, they go up, ho, stop askin'\n My nigga red flaggin', I'm jet-laggin'\n Big baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\n Get this lil' bitch out my section, she keep naggin'\n Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (Bitch)\n Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin'\n Diamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (Yeah)\n This dirty ho can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (Uh)\n And no matter how rich I get, I'm still gon' show my ass (Period)\n\n Random (Oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (Woo)\n Ransom (Ransom), I took the mask off to smash (Smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (Pastor)\n Camera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n"},{"id":14086980,"name":"Pastor ft. Quavo, City Girls & Megan Thee Stallion","trackName":"Pastor ft. Quavo, City Girls & Megan Thee Stallion","artistName":"Quality Control","albumName":"Quality Control: Control The Streets Volume Two","duration":160.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This beat from Murda\n\nI don't stick to the script (No)\nReal nigga, I'll punch a nigga in the lip (Oh)\nGet rich, I'll push a brick outta here (Woo)\nFuck nigga, free, what you think this is? (Free)\nBad lil' ting, fuck it up and then peel (Bad)\nShould I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\nGet that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (Cash)\nThen she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (Woo)\n\nRandom (Oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (Woo)\nRansom (Ransom), I took the mask off to smash (Smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (Pastor)\nCamera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\nAyy, confess, you know you in love with the drip\nYou know you want me come over and\nbless you, so let me sit on your lips, ayy\nI know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\nTurn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\nI just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\nSent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\nCrazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\nHard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (Ayy, ayy, mwah)\nWoo, I'm having my way with this shit (Huh)\nI'm on the way to the money (Ugh), then on the way to the dick\nI don't know what day that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\nEenie miney mo (Ayy), I get whoever I pick (Ahh)\nBig fine ting, neck and wrist bling\nI could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (Big ole freak)\nIs he my type? Bitch, he might be (Bitch, he might be)\nI could make a rap nigga holla like he sing, ah\n\nRandom (Oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (Woo)\nRansom (Ransom), I took the mask off to smash (Smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (Pastor)\nCamera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\nAh, ah\nI got all you can handle\nStick the pussy on his lip\nHow I'm gon' stamp him\nCrawl on his dick, Black Panther\nHit the bank account then travel\nGet to the back, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\nLil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (Nah)\nAnd I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands good for smackin'\nLil' bitch, stop walkin' past Chanel, you know they taxin'\nThem prices don't go down, they go up, ho, stop askin'\nMy nigga red flaggin', I'm jet-laggin'\nBig baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\nGet this lil' bitch out my section, she keep naggin'\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (Bitch)\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin'\nDiamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (Yeah)\nThis dirty ho can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (Uh)\nAnd no matter how rich I get, I'm still gon' show my ass (Period)\n\nRandom (Oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (Woo)\nRansom (Ransom), I took the mask off to smash (Smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (Pastor)\nCamera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pastor ft. Quavo, City Girls & Megan Thee Stallion\n artist: Quality Control\n album: 'Quality Control: Control The Streets Volume Two'\n duration_ms: 160000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n This beat from Murda\n\n I don't stick to the script (No)\n Real nigga, I'll punch a nigga in the lip (Oh)\n Get rich, I'll push a brick outta here (Woo)\n Fuck nigga, free, what you think this is? (Free)\n Bad lil' ting, fuck it up and then peel (Bad)\n Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\n Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (Cash)\n Then she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (Woo)\n\n Random (Oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (Woo)\n Ransom (Ransom), I took the mask off to smash (Smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (Pastor)\n Camera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n Ayy, confess, you know you in love with the drip\n You know you want me come over and\n bless you, so let me sit on your lips, ayy\n I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (Ayy, ayy, mwah)\n Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (Huh)\n I'm on the way to the money (Ugh), then on the way to the dick\n I don't know what day that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n Eenie miney mo (Ayy), I get whoever I pick (Ahh)\n Big fine ting, neck and wrist bling\n I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (Big ole freak)\n Is he my type? Bitch, he might be (Bitch, he might be)\n I could make a rap nigga holla like he sing, ah\n\n Random (Oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (Woo)\n Ransom (Ransom), I took the mask off to smash (Smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (Pastor)\n Camera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n Ah, ah\n I got all you can handle\n Stick the pussy on his lip\n How I'm gon' stamp him\n Crawl on his dick, Black Panther\n Hit the bank account then travel\n Get to the back, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\n Lil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (Nah)\n And I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands good for smackin'\n Lil' bitch, stop walkin' past Chanel, you know they taxin'\n Them prices don't go down, they go up, ho, stop askin'\n My nigga red flaggin', I'm jet-laggin'\n Big baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\n Get this lil' bitch out my section, she keep naggin'\n Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (Bitch)\n Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin'\n Diamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (Yeah)\n This dirty ho can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (Uh)\n And no matter how rich I get, I'm still gon' show my ass (Period)\n\n Random (Oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (Woo)\n Ransom (Ransom), I took the mask off to smash (Smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (Pastor)\n Camera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n"},{"id":32149607,"name":"Pastor","trackName":"Pastor","artistName":"Quality Control","albumName":"Control the Streets, Volume 2","duration":160.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(This beat from Murda)\n\nI don't stick to the script (no)\nReal nigga, I punch a nigga in the lip (oh)\nGet rich, I'll push a brick outta here (woo)\nFuck nigga, free, what you think this is? (Free)\nBad lil' thing, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\nShould I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\nGet that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\nThen she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n(Ay) confess, you know you in love with the drip\nYou know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n(Ay) I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\nTurn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\nI just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\nSent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\nCrazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\nHard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (muah)\n\nWoo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\nI'm on my way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\nI don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\nEeny miny moe (ay), I get whoever I pick (ah)\nBig fine thing, neck and wrist bling\nI could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\nIs he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\nI could make a rap nigga holla like he sing\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\nI got all you can handle\nSit the pussy on this lip\nHah, I'm goin' stamp him\nCrawl on his dick, Black Panther\nHit the bank account then travel\nGet to the bag, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\nLil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\nAnd I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands' good for smackin'\nLil' bitch, stop walking past Chanel, you know they taxin'\nTheir prices don't go down, they go up, hoe stop askin'\n\nMy nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'\nBig baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\nGet this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin' (how?)\nDiamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\nThis dirty hoe can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\nAnd no matter how rich I get, I'm still goin' show my ass, period\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.52] (This beat from Murda)\n[00:11.29] I don't stick to the script (no)\n[00:13.31] Real nigga, I punch a nigga in the lip (oh)\n[00:15.83] Get rich, I'll push a brick outta here (woo)\n[00:18.47] Fuck nigga, free, what you think this is? (Free)\n[00:21.35] Bad lil' thing, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n[00:24.02] Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\n[00:26.52] Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\n[00:29.28] Then she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n[00:31.99] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\n[00:34.50] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[00:37.23] Santa (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[00:40.06] Camera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[00:42.16] (Ay) confess, you know you in love with the drip\n[00:45.09] You know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n[00:47.32] (Ay) I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n[00:50.18] Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n[00:52.98] I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n[00:55.96] Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n[00:58.63] Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n[01:01.23] Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (muah)\n[01:04.24] Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\n[01:06.27] I'm on my way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\n[01:08.85] I don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n[01:11.39] Eeny miny moe (ay), I get whoever I pick (ah)\n[01:14.68] Big fine thing, neck and wrist bling\n[01:17.13] I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\n[01:19.96] Is he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\n[01:22.50] I could make a rap nigga holla like he sing\n[01:25.27] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\n[01:27.98] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[01:30.61] Santa (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[01:33.27] Camera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[01:35.80] I got all you can handle\n[01:37.25] Sit the pussy on this lip\n[01:38.44] Hah, I'm goin' stamp him\n[01:40.05] Crawl on his dick, Black Panther\n[01:42.07] Hit the bank account then travel\n[01:44.07] Get to the bag, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\n[01:46.84] Lil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\n[01:48.87] And I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands' good for smackin'\n[01:52.17] Lil' bitch, stop walking past Chanel, you know they taxin'\n[01:54.88] Their prices don't go down, they go up, hoe stop askin'\n[01:57.03] My nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'\n[01:59.63] Big baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\n[02:02.38] Get this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\n[02:04.66] Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\n[02:07.32] Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin' (how?)\n[02:10.18] Diamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\n[02:12.72] This dirty hoe can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\n[02:15.56] And no matter how rich I get, I'm still goin' show my ass, period\n[02:18.80] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\n[02:21.27] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[02:23.73] Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[02:26.47] Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[02:30.67] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pastor\n artist: Quality Control\n album: Control the Streets, Volume 2\n duration_ms: 160000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (This beat from Murda)\n start_ms: 9520\n end_ms: 11290\n- text: I don't stick to the script (no)\n start_ms: 11290\n end_ms: 13310\n- text: Real nigga, I punch a nigga in the lip (oh)\n start_ms: 13310\n end_ms: 15830\n- text: Get rich, I'll push a brick outta here (woo)\n start_ms: 15830\n end_ms: 18470\n- text: Fuck nigga, free, what you think this is? 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(Free)\n Bad lil' thing, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\n Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\n Then she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n\n Random (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n (Ay) confess, you know you in love with the drip\n You know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n (Ay) I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (muah)\n\n Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\n I'm on my way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\n I don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n Eeny miny moe (ay), I get whoever I pick (ah)\n Big fine thing, neck and wrist bling\n I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\n Is he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\n I could make a rap nigga holla like he sing\n\n Random (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n I got all you can handle\n Sit the pussy on this lip\n Hah, I'm goin' stamp him\n Crawl on his dick, Black Panther\n Hit the bank account then travel\n Get to the bag, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\n Lil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\n And I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands' good for smackin'\n Lil' bitch, stop walking past Chanel, you know they taxin'\n Their prices don't go down, they go up, hoe stop askin'\n\n My nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'\n Big baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\n Get this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\n Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\n Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin' (how?)\n Diamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\n This dirty hoe can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\n And no matter how rich I get, I'm still goin' show my ass, period\n\n Random (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n"},{"id":12540966,"name":"Pastor","trackName":"Pastor","artistName":"Quality Control","albumName":"Control the Streets, Vol. 2","duration":160.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(This beat from Murda)\n\nI don't stick to the script (no)\nReal nigga, I punch a nigga in the lip (oh)\nGet rich, I'll push a brick outta here (woo)\nFuck nigga, free, what you think this is? (Free)\nBad lil' thing, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\nShould I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\nGet that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\nThen she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n(Ay) confess, you know you in love with the drip\nYou know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n(Ay) I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\nTurn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\nI just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\nSent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\nCrazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\nHard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (muah)\n\nWoo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\nI'm on my way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\nI don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\nEeny miny moe (ay), I get whoever I pick (ah)\nBig fine thing, neck and wrist bling\nI could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\nIs he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\nI could make a rap nigga holla like he sing\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\nI got all you can handle\nSit the pussy on this lip\nHah, I'm goin' stamp him\nCrawl on his dick, Black Panther\nHit the bank account then travel\nGet to the bag, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\nLil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\nAnd I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands' good for smackin'\nLil' bitch, stop walking past Chanel, you know they taxin'\nTheir prices don't go down, they go up, hoe stop askin'\n\nMy nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'\nBig baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\nGet this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin' (how?)\nDiamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\nThis dirty hoe can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\nAnd no matter how rich I get, I'm still goin' show my ass, period\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.52] (This beat from Murda)\n[00:11.29] I don't stick to the script (no)\n[00:13.31] Real nigga, I punch a nigga in the lip (oh)\n[00:15.83] Get rich, I'll push a brick outta here (woo)\n[00:18.47] Fuck nigga, free, what you think this is? (Free)\n[00:21.35] Bad lil' thing, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n[00:24.02] Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\n[00:26.52] Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\n[00:29.28] Then she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n[00:31.99] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\n[00:34.50] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[00:37.23] Santa (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[00:40.06] Camera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[00:42.16] (Ay) confess, you know you in love with the drip\n[00:45.09] You know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n[00:47.32] (Ay) I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n[00:50.18] Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n[00:52.98] I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n[00:55.96] Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n[00:58.63] Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n[01:01.23] Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (muah)\n[01:04.24] Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\n[01:06.27] I'm on my way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\n[01:08.85] I don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n[01:11.39] Eeny miny moe (ay), I get whoever I pick (ah)\n[01:14.68] Big fine thing, neck and wrist bling\n[01:17.13] I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\n[01:19.96] Is he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\n[01:22.50] I could make a rap nigga holla like he sing\n[01:25.27] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\n[01:27.98] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[01:30.61] Santa (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[01:33.27] Camera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[01:35.80] I got all you can handle\n[01:37.25] Sit the pussy on this lip\n[01:38.44] Hah, I'm goin' stamp him\n[01:40.05] Crawl on his dick, Black Panther\n[01:42.07] Hit the bank account then travel\n[01:44.07] Get to the bag, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\n[01:46.84] Lil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\n[01:48.87] And I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands' good for smackin'\n[01:52.17] Lil' bitch, stop walking past Chanel, you know they taxin'\n[01:54.88] Their prices don't go down, they go up, hoe stop askin'\n[01:57.03] My nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'\n[01:59.63] Big baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\n[02:02.38] Get this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\n[02:04.66] Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\n[02:07.32] Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin' (how?)\n[02:10.18] Diamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\n[02:12.72] This dirty hoe can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\n[02:15.56] And no matter how rich I get, I'm still goin' show my ass, period\n[02:18.80] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\n[02:21.27] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[02:23.73] Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[02:26.47] Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[02:30.67] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pastor\n artist: Quality Control\n album: Control the Streets, Vol. 2\n duration_ms: 160000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (This beat from Murda)\n start_ms: 9520\n end_ms: 11290\n- text: I don't stick to the script (no)\n start_ms: 11290\n end_ms: 13310\n- text: Real nigga, I punch a nigga in the lip (oh)\n start_ms: 13310\n end_ms: 15830\n- text: Get rich, I'll push a brick outta here (woo)\n start_ms: 15830\n end_ms: 18470\n- text: Fuck nigga, free, what you think this is? 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(Free)\n Bad lil' thing, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? 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(Free)\n Bad lil' ting, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? 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(Bling)\nGet that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\nThen she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n(Ay) confess, you know you in love with the drip\nYou know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n(Ay) I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\nTurn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\nI just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\nSent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\nCrazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\nHard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (muah)\n\nWoo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\nI'm on my way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\nI don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\nEeny miny moe (ay), I get whoever I pick (ah)\nBig fine thing, neck and wrist bling\nI could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\nIs he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\nI could make a rap nigga holla like he sing\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\nI got all you can handle\nSit the pussy on this lip\nHah, I'm goin' stamp him\nCrawl on his dick, Black Panther\nHit the bank account then travel\nGet to the bag, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\nLil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\nAnd I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands' good for smackin'\nLil' bitch, stop walking past Chanel, you know they taxin'\nTheir prices don't go down, they go up, hoe stop askin'\n\nMy nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'\nBig baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\nGet this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\nWait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin' (how?)\nDiamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\nThis dirty hoe can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\nAnd no matter how rich I get, I'm still goin' show my ass, period\n\nRandom (oh), she twerkin' in designers sandals (woo)\nRansom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\nSanta (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\nCamera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.52] (This beat from Murda)\n[00:11.29] I don't stick to the script (no)\n[00:13.31] Real nigga, I punch a nigga in the lip (oh)\n[00:15.83] Get rich, I'll push a brick outta here (woo)\n[00:18.47] Fuck nigga, free, what you think this is? (Free)\n[00:21.35] Bad lil' thing, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n[00:24.02] Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\n[00:26.52] Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\n[00:29.28] Then she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n[00:31.99] Random (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\n[00:34.50] Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n[00:37.23] Santa (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n[00:40.06] Camera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n[00:42.16] (Ay) confess, you know you in love with the drip\n[00:45.09] You know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n[00:47.32] (Ay) I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n[00:50.18] Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n[00:52.98] I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n[00:55.96] Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n[00:58.63] Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n[01:01.23] Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (muah)\n[01:04.24] Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\n[01:06.27] I'm on my way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\n[01:08.85] I don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n[01:11.39] Eeny miny moe (ay), I get whoever I pick (ah)\n[01:14.68] Big fine thing, neck and wrist bling\n[01:17.13] I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\n[01:19.96] Is he my type? 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(Free)\n Bad lil' thing, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\n Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\n Then she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n\n Random (oh), she twerkin' in designer sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (camera), bitch I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n (Ay) confess, you know you in love with the drip\n You know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips\n (Ay) I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (muah)\n\n Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\n I'm on my way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\n I don't know what date that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n Eeny miny moe (ay), I get whoever I pick (ah)\n Big fine thing, neck and wrist bling\n I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\n Is he my type? 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(Free)\n[00:20.84] Bad lil' ting, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n[00:23.49] Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? 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(Free)\n Bad lil' ting, fuck it up and then peel (bad)\n Should I buy her bling or should I leave her how she is? (Bling)\n Get that paperwork, I told her sign it like a deal (cash)\n Then she pop the woo just to sharpen her skills (woo)\n\n Random (oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n Ayy, confess, you know you in love with the drip\n You know you want me come over and bless you, so let me sit on your lips, ayy\n I know he wanna be mine, he tryna send me a sign\n Turn him into a believer, now he be payin' his tithes\n I just landed, I ain't pack a bag, I ain't plan shit\n Sent him all my info and I told him, \"Get it handled\"\n Crazy, couldn't tame the pussy now he hate me\n Hard on them hoes but for me he's a baby (ayy, ayy, mwah)\n\n Woo, I'm having my way with this shit (huh)\n I'm on the way to the money (ugh), then on the way to the dick\n I don't know what day that it is, I wake up and pick where I live\n Eenie miney mo (ayy), I get whoever I pick (ahh)\n Big fine t'ing, neck and wrist bling\n I could make a hood nigga holla like he sing (big ole freak)\n Is he my type? Bitch, he might be (bitch, he might be)\n I could make a rap nigga holla like he sing, ah\n\n Random (oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (Camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n\n Ah, ah\n I got all you can handle\n Stick the pussy on his lip\n How I'm gon' stamp him\n Crawl on his dick, Black Panther\n Hit the bank account then travel\n Get to the back, he buy me bags and then I'm Caspar\n\n Lil' bitch, I'm hood, I ain't actin' (nah)\n And I'm good, I ain't askin', my hands good for smackin'\n Lil' bitch, stop walkin' past Chanel, you know they taxin'\n Your prices don't go down, they go up, ho, stop askin'\n My nigga red flaggin', I'm jet-laggin'\n Big baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'\n Get this lil' bitch out my set, 'cause she keep naggin'\n Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep smashin' (bitch)\n Wait 'til JT get home, lil' bitches, we gon' keep cashin'\n Diamonds keep flashin', money keep stackin' (yeah)\n This dirty ho can't come too close 'cause I might catch a rash (uh)\n And no matter how rich I get, I'm still gon' show my ass (period)\n\n Random (oh), she twerk it in designer sandals (woo)\n Ransom (ransom), I took the mask off to smash (smash)\n Santa (Santa), big bag, I bless you like a pastor (pastor)\n Camera (camera), bitch, I feel like Adam Sandler (Sandler)\n"}]