[{"id":26654292,"name":"Hoodstar","trackName":"Hoodstar","artistName":"Redman","albumName":"Hoodstar","duration":210.274172,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This one going to all hood stars around the world\nFeaturing my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\nAnd i be the kid capri... come on!\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nHands up in the air\nHey, when the weeds in my system\nAint no tellin doc wildin out\nThat's what the be yellin\nAye, you know me the doc got game\nLike preach & cochise\nI had sex with my therapist low key\nShe said red you suicidal, not me baby\nStay clam while i count my bread\nI'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\nOh, where my ladies at\nI go down on you, better pay me back\nI'm all up in your ribs like baby back\nYou know woman & good sex, how they react\nBlowin up my cell throwing money at me\nLike chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\nShowing up to my crib yelling outside\nWhat your boy done did, go fix ya wig\nI grab the strap aint no time for that\nAnything after that you here pap, pap, pap\nI'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\nYou get a little crazy i'll act deranged\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nI know who you are\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love who you are\n\nYo, i see my big bro kid capri\nWhattup\nHe said young bro wheres the weed\nI got big girls getting they bread on red\nThe hood star never fuck for free\nYup, chicks in vip getting it on\nThey doing snap chat clicks to my song\nThey getting loose cause they man did them wrong\nAll of them aint leaving till six in the morning\nAye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\nFresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\nWomen get wild when you don't pay for the breast\nI got faith in the hook, watch these haters\nThrowing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\nGo back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nBaby and you know just who you are\nI know who you are\nEverybody knows that's hood\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nYou're my darling, darling baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love love\n(hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\nI had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\nNobody quite like you\nAnd i'm never wanna give you up\nAnd i know you feel the same way too\n1,2,3 bring it back\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nBaby you get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n(tell'em your name girl)\nYou get the best of me\n\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(redman, faith evans, kid capri)\nYou get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nAll in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\nKid capri, come on two step with me\nCome on, come on, two step with me\nYeah, huh two step\nYeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\nAll the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\nAnd if your getting that dough, and you love to show\nSay ho!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hoodstar\n  artist: Redman\n  album: Hoodstar\n  duration_ms: 210274\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This one going to all hood stars around the world\n  Featuring my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\n  And i be the kid capri... come on!\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Hands up in the air\n  Hey, when the weeds in my system\n  Aint no tellin doc wildin out\n  That's what the be yellin\n  Aye, you know me the doc got game\n  Like preach & cochise\n  I had sex with my therapist low key\n  She said red you suicidal, not me baby\n  Stay clam while i count my bread\n  I'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\n  Oh, where my ladies at\n  I go down on you, better pay me back\n  I'm all up in your ribs like baby back\n  You know woman & good sex, how they react\n  Blowin up my cell throwing money at me\n  Like chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\n  Showing up to my crib yelling outside\n  What your boy done did, go fix ya wig\n  I grab the strap aint no time for that\n  Anything after that you here pap, pap, pap\n  I'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\n  You get a little crazy i'll act deranged\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  I know who you are\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love who you are\n\n  Yo, i see my big bro kid capri\n  Whattup\n  He said young bro wheres the weed\n  I got big girls getting they bread on red\n  The hood star never fuck for free\n  Yup, chicks in vip getting it on\n  They doing snap chat clicks to my song\n  They getting loose cause they man did them wrong\n  All of them aint leaving till six in the morning\n  Aye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\n  Fresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\n  Women get wild when you don't pay for the breast\n  I got faith in the hook, watch these haters\n  Throwing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\n  Go back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  Baby and you know just who you are\n  I know who you are\n  Everybody knows that's hood\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  You're my darling, darling baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love love\n  (hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\n  I had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\n  Nobody quite like you\n  And i'm never wanna give you up\n  And i know you feel the same way too\n  1,2,3 bring it back\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Baby you get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n  (tell'em your name girl)\n  You get the best of me\n\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (redman, faith evans, kid capri)\n  You get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  All in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\n  Kid capri, come on two step with me\n  Come on, come on, two step with me\n  Yeah, huh two step\n  Yeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\n  All the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\n  And if your getting that dough, and you love to show\n  Say ho!\n"},{"id":24104479,"name":"Hoodstar","trackName":"Hoodstar","artistName":"Redman feat. Faith Evans, Kid Capri","albumName":"Hoodstar","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This one going to all hood stars around the world\nFeaturing my dog Redman\nThe one andonly Faith Evans\nAnd I'll be the King Capri, come on!\n\nFaith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\n\nWith me and my system ain't no telling\nDoc wildin' out, that's what they be yellin'\nAyy, you know me, the Doc got game like preachin' cold cheese\nI had sex with my therapist low-key\nShe said, Red, you suicidal, not me, baby\nStay calm while I count my bread\nI'm missin' one dollar, bro, you get a hospital bed\n\nOh, where my ladies at? I go down, oh, you better pay me back\nI'm all up in your ribs like baby back\nYou know women and good sex, how they react\nBlowin' up myself, throwin' money at me like Chippendales\nShowing up to my crib\nYelling outside what your boy done did\nGo fix your wig\nI grab this strap, ain't no time for that\nAnything after that, you hear a pat, pat, pat\nI'm a hood star and the fact remains\nYou get a little crazy, I'll act the range, baby\n\nBaby, you're a hood star\nI know who you are\nYou're so good, but you're my baby\nI love who you are, and I love you\n\nYo, I see my big bro, Kid Capri\nHe said, young bro, where's the weed?\nI got big girls betting their bread on red\nThe hood star never fucked for free\nChicks and VIP getting it on\nThey doing Snapchat clips to my song\nThey getting loose cause they mandated them wrong\nAnd all of them ain leaving till 6 in the morning\nIt's a movie Hitchcock I flow right out the Ziploc\nGot Cupid on the neck Red Rock the best\nWomen get wild when you don pay for the breast\nI got faith in the hood\nWatch these haters throwing that salt\nI roll with the top off\nGo back to your man buying the rock off, girl\n\nBaby, you're my hood star\nBaby, can you know just who you are?\nI know who you are\nEverybody knows who you are\nYou're so good but you're my baby\nYou're my darling, darling, baby\nI love who you are\nAnd I love you\n\nI'm glad I got a woman\nNo one quite like you\nNobody quite like you\nAnd I never want to give you up\nAnd I know you feel the same way too\nOne, two, three, paper, paper\n\nFaith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\nLet's go!\nBaby, you get the best for me\nFaith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\nOverhood star, that's what you want\nYou get the best for me\nBaby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby\nGet the priest!\nFaith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.84] This one going to all hood stars around the world\n[00:03.50] Featuring my dog Redman\n[00:05.33] The one andonly Faith Evans\n[00:06.70] And I'll be the King Capri, come on!\n[00:09.92] Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\n[00:18.33] With me and my system ain't no telling\n[00:20.24] Doc wildin' out, that's what they be yellin'\n[00:22.85] Ayy, you know me, the Doc got game like preachin' cold cheese\n[00:26.82] I had sex with my therapist low-key\n[00:29.17] She said, Red, you suicidal, not me, baby\n[00:31.79] Stay calm while I count my bread\n[00:33.67] I'm missin' one dollar, bro, you get a hospital bed\n[00:36.50] Oh, where my ladies at? I go down, oh, you better pay me back\n[00:40.97] I'm all up in your ribs like baby back\n[00:43.25] You know women and good sex, how they react\n[00:45.38] Blowin' up myself, throwin' money at me like Chippendales\n[00:50.05] Showing up to my crib\n[00:51.43] Yelling outside what your boy done did\n[00:53.83] Go fix your wig\n[00:54.99] I grab this strap, ain't no time for that\n[00:57.17] Anything after that, you hear a pat, pat, pat\n[00:59.24] I'm a hood star and the fact remains\n[01:01.46] You get a little crazy, I'll act the range, baby\n[01:03.75] Baby, you're a hood star\n[01:08.64] I know who you are\n[01:12.50] You're so good, but you're my baby\n[01:18.06] I love who you are, and I love you\n[01:21.71] Yo, I see my big bro, Kid Capri\n[01:24.47] He said, young bro, where's the weed?\n[01:26.54] I got big girls betting their bread on red\n[01:29.09] The hood star never fucked for free\n[01:31.02] Chicks and VIP getting it on\n[01:33.35] They doing Snapchat clips to my song\n[01:35.63] They getting loose cause they mandated them wrong\n[01:37.92] And all of them ain leaving till 6 in the morning\n[01:41.56] It's a movie Hitchcock I flow right out the Ziploc\n[01:44.76] Got Cupid on the neck Red Rock the best\n[01:47.35] Women get wild when you don pay for the breast\n[01:50.42] I got faith in the hood\n[01:52.38] Watch these haters throwing that salt\n[01:54.42] I roll with the top off\n[01:56.39] Go back to your man buying the rock off, girl\n[01:58.83] Baby, you're my hood star\n[02:01.12] Baby, can you know just who you are?\n[02:03.77] I know who you are\n[02:05.79] Everybody knows who you are\n[02:07.40] You're so good but you're my baby\n[02:10.31] You're my darling, darling, baby\n[02:12.62] I love who you are\n[02:14.53] And I love you\n[02:17.71] I'm glad I got a woman\n[02:20.60] No one quite like you\n[02:22.37] Nobody quite like you\n[02:24.07] And I never want to give you up\n[02:27.05] And I know you feel the same way too\n[02:33.21] One, two, three, paper, paper\n[02:35.98] Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\n[02:39.72] Let's go!\n[02:40.83] Baby, you get the best for me\n[02:44.84] Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\n[02:46.84] Overhood star, that's what you want\n[02:51.92] You get the best for me\n[02:55.76] Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby\n[02:59.18] Get the priest!\n[03:03.23] Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\n[03:08.97] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hoodstar\n  artist: Redman feat. 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I go down, oh, you better pay me back\n  I'm all up in your ribs like baby back\n  You know women and good sex, how they react\n  Blowin' up myself, throwin' money at me like Chippendales\n  Showing up to my crib\n  Yelling outside what your boy done did\n  Go fix your wig\n  I grab this strap, ain't no time for that\n  Anything after that, you hear a pat, pat, pat\n  I'm a hood star and the fact remains\n  You get a little crazy, I'll act the range, baby\n\n  Baby, you're a hood star\n  I know who you are\n  You're so good, but you're my baby\n  I love who you are, and I love you\n\n  Yo, I see my big bro, Kid Capri\n  He said, young bro, where's the weed?\n  I got big girls betting their bread on red\n  The hood star never fucked for free\n  Chicks and VIP getting it on\n  They doing Snapchat clips to my song\n  They getting loose cause they mandated them wrong\n  And all of them ain leaving till 6 in the morning\n  It's a movie Hitchcock I flow right out the Ziploc\n  Got Cupid on the neck Red Rock the best\n  Women get wild when you don pay for the breast\n  I got faith in the hood\n  Watch these haters throwing that salt\n  I roll with the top off\n  Go back to your man buying the rock off, girl\n\n  Baby, you're my hood star\n  Baby, can you know just who you are?\n  I know who you are\n  Everybody knows who you are\n  You're so good but you're my baby\n  You're my darling, darling, baby\n  I love who you are\n  And I love you\n\n  I'm glad I got a woman\n  No one quite like you\n  Nobody quite like you\n  And I never want to give you up\n  And I know you feel the same way too\n  One, two, three, paper, paper\n\n  Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Let's go!\n  Baby, you get the best for me\n  Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Overhood star, that's what you want\n  You get the best for me\n  Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby\n  Get the priest!\n  Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\n"},{"id":22108707,"name":"Hoodstar","trackName":"Hoodstar","artistName":"Redman, Faith Evans, Kid Capri","albumName":"Redman, Faith Evans & Kid Capri","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This one going to all hood stars around the world\nFeaturing my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\nAnd i be the kid capri... come on!\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nHands up in the air\nHey, when the weeds in my system\nAint no tellin doc wildin out\nThat's what the be yellin\nAye, you know me the doc got game\nLike preach & cochise\nI had sex with my therapist low key\nShe said red you suicidal, not me baby\nStay clam while i count my bread\nI'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\nOh, where my ladies at\nI go down on you, better pay me back\nI'm all up in your ribs like baby back\nYou know woman & good sex, how they react\nBlowin up my cell throwing money at me\nLike chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\nShowing up to my crib yelling outside\nWhat your boy done did, go fix ya wig\nI grab the strap aint no time for that\nAnything after that you here pap, pap, pap\nI'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\nYou get a little crazy i'll act deranged\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nI know who you are\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love who you are\n\nYo, i see my big bro kid capri\nWhattup\nHe said young bro wheres the weed\nI got big girls getting they bread on red\nThe hood star never fuck for free\nYup, chicks in vip getting it on\nThey doing snap chat clicks to my song\nThey getting loose cause they man did them wrong\nAll of them aint leaving till six in the morning\nAye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\nFresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\nWomen get wild when you don't pay for the breast\nI got faith in the hook, watch these haters\nThrowing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\nGo back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nBaby and you know just who you are\nI know who you are\nEverybody knows that's hood\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nYou're my darling, darling baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love love\n(hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\nI had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\nNobody quite like you\nAnd i'm never wanna give you up\nAnd i know you feel the same way too\n1,2,3 bring it back\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nBaby you get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n(tell'em your name girl)\nYou get the best of me\n\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(redman, faith evans, kid capri)\nYou get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nAll in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\nKid capri, come on two step with me\nCome on, come on, two step with me\nYeah, huh two step\nYeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\nAll the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\nAnd if your getting that dough, and you love to show\nSay ho!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hoodstar\n  artist: Redman, Faith Evans, Kid Capri\n  album: Redman, Faith Evans & Kid Capri\n  duration_ms: 210000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This one going to all hood stars around the world\n  Featuring my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\n  And i be the kid capri... come on!\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Hands up in the air\n  Hey, when the weeds in my system\n  Aint no tellin doc wildin out\n  That's what the be yellin\n  Aye, you know me the doc got game\n  Like preach & cochise\n  I had sex with my therapist low key\n  She said red you suicidal, not me baby\n  Stay clam while i count my bread\n  I'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\n  Oh, where my ladies at\n  I go down on you, better pay me back\n  I'm all up in your ribs like baby back\n  You know woman & good sex, how they react\n  Blowin up my cell throwing money at me\n  Like chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\n  Showing up to my crib yelling outside\n  What your boy done did, go fix ya wig\n  I grab the strap aint no time for that\n  Anything after that you here pap, pap, pap\n  I'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\n  You get a little crazy i'll act deranged\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  I know who you are\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love who you are\n\n  Yo, i see my big bro kid capri\n  Whattup\n  He said young bro wheres the weed\n  I got big girls getting they bread on red\n  The hood star never fuck for free\n  Yup, chicks in vip getting it on\n  They doing snap chat clicks to my song\n  They getting loose cause they man did them wrong\n  All of them aint leaving till six in the morning\n  Aye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\n  Fresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\n  Women get wild when you don't pay for the breast\n  I got faith in the hook, watch these haters\n  Throwing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\n  Go back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  Baby and you know just who you are\n  I know who you are\n  Everybody knows that's hood\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  You're my darling, darling baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love love\n  (hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\n  I had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\n  Nobody quite like you\n  And i'm never wanna give you up\n  And i know you feel the same way too\n  1,2,3 bring it back\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Baby you get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n  (tell'em your name girl)\n  You get the best of me\n\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (redman, faith evans, kid capri)\n  You get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  All in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\n  Kid capri, come on two step with me\n  Come on, come on, two step with me\n  Yeah, huh two step\n  Yeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\n  All the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\n  And if your getting that dough, and you love to show\n  Say ho!\n"},{"id":16905151,"name":"Hoodstar","trackName":"Hoodstar","artistName":"Redman","albumName":"Muddy Waters Too","duration":210.311837,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This one going to all hood stars around the world\nFeaturing my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\nAnd i be the kid capri... come on!\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nHands up in the air\nHey, when the weeds in my system\nAint no tellin doc wildin out\nThat's what the be yellin\nAye, you know me the doc got game\nLike preach & cochise\nI had sex with my therapist low key\nShe said red you suicidal, not me baby\nStay clam while i count my bread\nI'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\nOh, where my ladies at\nI go down on you, better pay me back\nI'm all up in your ribs like baby back\nYou know woman & good sex, how they react\nBlowin up my cell throwing money at me\nLike chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\nShowing up to my crib yelling outside\nWhat your boy done did, go fix ya wig\nI grab the strap aint no time for that\nAnything after that you here pap, pap, pap\nI'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\nYou get a little crazy i'll act deranged\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nI know who you are\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love who you are\n\nYo, i see my big bro kid capri\nWhattup\nHe said young bro wheres the weed\nI got big girls getting they bread on red\nThe hood star never fuck for free\nYup, chicks in vip getting it on\nThey doing snap chat clicks to my song\nThey getting loose cause they man did them wrong\nAll of them aint leaving till six in the morning\nAye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\nFresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\nWomen get wild when you don't pay for the breast\nI got faith in the hook, watch these haters\nThrowing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\nGo back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nBaby and you know just who you are\nI know who you are\nEverybody knows that's hood\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nYou're my darling, darling baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love love\n(hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\nI had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\nNobody quite like you\nAnd i'm never wanna give you up\nAnd i know you feel the same way too\n1,2,3 bring it back\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nBaby you get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n(tell'em your name girl)\nYou get the best of me\n\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(redman, faith evans, kid capri)\nYou get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nAll in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\nKid capri, come on two step with me\nCome on, come on, two step with me\nYeah, huh two step\nYeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\nAll the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\nAnd if your getting that dough, and you love to show\nSay ho!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hoodstar\n  artist: Redman\n  album: Muddy Waters Too\n  duration_ms: 210312\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This one going to all hood stars around the world\n  Featuring my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\n  And i be the kid capri... come on!\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Hands up in the air\n  Hey, when the weeds in my system\n  Aint no tellin doc wildin out\n  That's what the be yellin\n  Aye, you know me the doc got game\n  Like preach & cochise\n  I had sex with my therapist low key\n  She said red you suicidal, not me baby\n  Stay clam while i count my bread\n  I'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\n  Oh, where my ladies at\n  I go down on you, better pay me back\n  I'm all up in your ribs like baby back\n  You know woman & good sex, how they react\n  Blowin up my cell throwing money at me\n  Like chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\n  Showing up to my crib yelling outside\n  What your boy done did, go fix ya wig\n  I grab the strap aint no time for that\n  Anything after that you here pap, pap, pap\n  I'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\n  You get a little crazy i'll act deranged\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  I know who you are\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love who you are\n\n  Yo, i see my big bro kid capri\n  Whattup\n  He said young bro wheres the weed\n  I got big girls getting they bread on red\n  The hood star never fuck for free\n  Yup, chicks in vip getting it on\n  They doing snap chat clicks to my song\n  They getting loose cause they man did them wrong\n  All of them aint leaving till six in the morning\n  Aye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\n  Fresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\n  Women get wild when you don't pay for the breast\n  I got faith in the hook, watch these haters\n  Throwing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\n  Go back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  Baby and you know just who you are\n  I know who you are\n  Everybody knows that's hood\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  You're my darling, darling baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love love\n  (hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\n  I had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\n  Nobody quite like you\n  And i'm never wanna give you up\n  And i know you feel the same way too\n  1,2,3 bring it back\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Baby you get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n  (tell'em your name girl)\n  You get the best of me\n\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (redman, faith evans, kid capri)\n  You get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  All in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\n  Kid capri, come on two step with me\n  Come on, come on, two step with me\n  Yeah, huh two step\n  Yeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\n  All the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\n  And if your getting that dough, and you love to show\n  Say ho!\n"},{"id":34794147,"name":"Hoodstar","trackName":"Hoodstar","artistName":"Redman","albumName":"Muddy Waters Too","duration":295.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This one going to all hood stars around the world\nFeaturing my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\nAnd i be the kid capri... come on!\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nHands up in the air\nHey, when the weeds in my system\nAint no tellin doc wildin out\nThat's what the be yellin\nAye, you know me the doc got game\nLike preach & cochise\nI had sex with my therapist low key\nShe said red you suicidal, not me baby\nStay clam while i count my bread\nI'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\nOh, where my ladies at\nI go down on you, better pay me back\nI'm all up in your ribs like baby back\nYou know woman & good sex, how they react\nBlowin up my cell throwing money at me\nLike chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\nShowing up to my crib yelling outside\nWhat your boy done did, go fix ya wig\nI grab the strap aint no time for that\nAnything after that you here pap, pap, pap\nI'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\nYou get a little crazy i'll act deranged\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nI know who you are\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love who you are\n\nYo, i see my big bro kid capri\nWhattup\nHe said young bro wheres the weed\nI got big girls getting they bread on red\nThe hood star never fuck for free\nYup, chicks in vip getting it on\nThey doing snap chat clicks to my song\nThey getting loose cause they man did them wrong\nAll of them aint leaving till six in the morning\nAye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\nFresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\nWomen get wild when you don't pay for the breast\nI got faith in the hook, watch these haters\nThrowing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\nGo back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nBaby and you know just who you are\nI know who you are\nEverybody knows that's hood\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nYou're my darling, darling baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love love\n(hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\nI had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\nNobody quite like you\nAnd i'm never wanna give you up\nAnd i know you feel the same way too\n1,2,3 bring it back\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nBaby you get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n(tell'em your name girl)\nYou get the best of me\n\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(redman, faith evans, kid capri)\nYou get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nAll in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\nKid capri, come on two step with me\nCome on, come on, two step with me\nYeah, huh two step\nYeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\nAll the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\nAnd if your getting that dough, and you love to show\nSay ho!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hoodstar\n  artist: Redman\n  album: Muddy Waters Too\n  duration_ms: 295000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This one going to all hood stars around the world\n  Featuring my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\n  And i be the kid capri... come on!\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Hands up in the air\n  Hey, when the weeds in my system\n  Aint no tellin doc wildin out\n  That's what the be yellin\n  Aye, you know me the doc got game\n  Like preach & cochise\n  I had sex with my therapist low key\n  She said red you suicidal, not me baby\n  Stay clam while i count my bread\n  I'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\n  Oh, where my ladies at\n  I go down on you, better pay me back\n  I'm all up in your ribs like baby back\n  You know woman & good sex, how they react\n  Blowin up my cell throwing money at me\n  Like chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\n  Showing up to my crib yelling outside\n  What your boy done did, go fix ya wig\n  I grab the strap aint no time for that\n  Anything after that you here pap, pap, pap\n  I'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\n  You get a little crazy i'll act deranged\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  I know who you are\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love who you are\n\n  Yo, i see my big bro kid capri\n  Whattup\n  He said young bro wheres the weed\n  I got big girls getting they bread on red\n  The hood star never fuck for free\n  Yup, chicks in vip getting it on\n  They doing snap chat clicks to my song\n  They getting loose cause they man did them wrong\n  All of them aint leaving till six in the morning\n  Aye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\n  Fresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\n  Women get wild when you don't pay for the breast\n  I got faith in the hook, watch these haters\n  Throwing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\n  Go back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  Baby and you know just who you are\n  I know who you are\n  Everybody knows that's hood\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  You're my darling, darling baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love love\n  (hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\n  I had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\n  Nobody quite like you\n  And i'm never wanna give you up\n  And i know you feel the same way too\n  1,2,3 bring it back\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Baby you get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n  (tell'em your name girl)\n  You get the best of me\n\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (redman, faith evans, kid capri)\n  You get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  All in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\n  Kid capri, come on two step with me\n  Come on, come on, two step with me\n  Yeah, huh two step\n  Yeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\n  All the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\n  And if your getting that dough, and you love to show\n  Say ho!\n"},{"id":16739252,"name":"Hoodstar","trackName":"Hoodstar","artistName":"Redman, Faith Evans","albumName":"Muddy Waters Too","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This one going to all hood stars around the world\nFeaturing my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\nAnd i be the kid capri... come on!\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nHands up in the air\nHey, when the weeds in my system\nAint no tellin doc wildin out\nThat's what the be yellin\nAye, you know me the doc got game\nLike preach & cochise\nI had sex with my therapist low key\nShe said red you suicidal, not me baby\nStay clam while i count my bread\nI'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\nOh, where my ladies at\nI go down on you, better pay me back\nI'm all up in your ribs like baby back\nYou know woman & good sex, how they react\nBlowin up my cell throwing money at me\nLike chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\nShowing up to my crib yelling outside\nWhat your boy done did, go fix ya wig\nI grab the strap aint no time for that\nAnything after that you here pap, pap, pap\nI'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\nYou get a little crazy i'll act deranged\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nI know who you are\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love who you are\n\nYo, i see my big bro kid capri\nWhattup\nHe said young bro wheres the weed\nI got big girls getting they bread on red\nThe hood star never fuck for free\nYup, chicks in vip getting it on\nThey doing snap chat clicks to my song\nThey getting loose cause they man did them wrong\nAll of them aint leaving till six in the morning\nAye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\nFresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\nWomen get wild when you don't pay for the breast\nI got faith in the hook, watch these haters\nThrowing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\nGo back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nBaby and you know just who you are\nI know who you are\nEverybody knows that's hood\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nYou're my darling, darling baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love love\n(hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\nI had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\nNobody quite like you\nAnd i'm never wanna give you up\nAnd i know you feel the same way too\n1,2,3 bring it back\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nBaby you get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n(tell'em your name girl)\nYou get the best of me\n\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(redman, faith evans, kid capri)\nYou get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nAll in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\nKid capri, come on two step with me\nCome on, come on, two step with me\nYeah, huh two step\nYeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\nAll the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\nAnd if your getting that dough, and you love to show\nSay ho!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hoodstar\n  artist: Redman, Faith Evans\n  album: Muddy Waters Too\n  duration_ms: 210000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This one going to all hood stars around the world\n  Featuring my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\n  And i be the kid capri... come on!\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Hands up in the air\n  Hey, when the weeds in my system\n  Aint no tellin doc wildin out\n  That's what the be yellin\n  Aye, you know me the doc got game\n  Like preach & cochise\n  I had sex with my therapist low key\n  She said red you suicidal, not me baby\n  Stay clam while i count my bread\n  I'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\n  Oh, where my ladies at\n  I go down on you, better pay me back\n  I'm all up in your ribs like baby back\n  You know woman & good sex, how they react\n  Blowin up my cell throwing money at me\n  Like chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\n  Showing up to my crib yelling outside\n  What your boy done did, go fix ya wig\n  I grab the strap aint no time for that\n  Anything after that you here pap, pap, pap\n  I'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\n  You get a little crazy i'll act deranged\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  I know who you are\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love who you are\n\n  Yo, i see my big bro kid capri\n  Whattup\n  He said young bro wheres the weed\n  I got big girls getting they bread on red\n  The hood star never fuck for free\n  Yup, chicks in vip getting it on\n  They doing snap chat clicks to my song\n  They getting loose cause they man did them wrong\n  All of them aint leaving till six in the morning\n  Aye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\n  Fresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\n  Women get wild when you don't pay for the breast\n  I got faith in the hook, watch these haters\n  Throwing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\n  Go back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  Baby and you know just who you are\n  I know who you are\n  Everybody knows that's hood\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  You're my darling, darling baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love love\n  (hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\n  I had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\n  Nobody quite like you\n  And i'm never wanna give you up\n  And i know you feel the same way too\n  1,2,3 bring it back\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Baby you get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n  (tell'em your name girl)\n  You get the best of me\n\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (redman, faith evans, kid capri)\n  You get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  All in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\n  Kid capri, come on two step with me\n  Come on, come on, two step with me\n  Yeah, huh two step\n  Yeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\n  All the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\n  And if your getting that dough, and you love to show\n  Say ho!\n"},{"id":16681278,"name":"Hoodstar","trackName":"Hoodstar","artistName":"Redman, Evans, Faith & Kid Capri","albumName":"Muddy Waters Too","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This one going to all hood stars around the world\nFeaturing my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\nAnd i be the kid capri... come on!\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nHands up in the air\nHey, when the weeds in my system\nAint no tellin doc wildin out\nThat's what the be yellin\nAye, you know me the doc got game\nLike preach & cochise\nI had sex with my therapist low key\nShe said red you suicidal, not me baby\nStay clam while i count my bread\nI'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\nOh, where my ladies at\nI go down on you, better pay me back\nI'm all up in your ribs like baby back\nYou know woman & good sex, how they react\nBlowin up my cell throwing money at me\nLike chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\nShowing up to my crib yelling outside\nWhat your boy done did, go fix ya wig\nI grab the strap aint no time for that\nAnything after that you here pap, pap, pap\nI'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\nYou get a little crazy i'll act deranged\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nI know who you are\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love who you are\n\nYo, i see my big bro kid capri\nWhattup\nHe said young bro wheres the weed\nI got big girls getting they bread on red\nThe hood star never fuck for free\nYup, chicks in vip getting it on\nThey doing snap chat clicks to my song\nThey getting loose cause they man did them wrong\nAll of them aint leaving till six in the morning\nAye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\nFresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\nWomen get wild when you don't pay for the breast\nI got faith in the hook, watch these haters\nThrowing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\nGo back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nBaby and you know just who you are\nI know who you are\nEverybody knows that's hood\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nYou're my darling, darling baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love love\n(hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\nI had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\nNobody quite like you\nAnd i'm never wanna give you up\nAnd i know you feel the same way too\n1,2,3 bring it back\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nBaby you get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n(tell'em your name girl)\nYou get the best of me\n\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(redman, faith evans, kid capri)\nYou get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nAll in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\nKid capri, come on two step with me\nCome on, come on, two step with me\nYeah, huh two step\nYeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\nAll the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\nAnd if your getting that dough, and you love to show\nSay ho!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hoodstar\n  artist: Redman, Evans, Faith & Kid Capri\n  album: Muddy Waters Too\n  duration_ms: 210000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This one going to all hood stars around the world\n  Featuring my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\n  And i be the kid capri... come on!\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Hands up in the air\n  Hey, when the weeds in my system\n  Aint no tellin doc wildin out\n  That's what the be yellin\n  Aye, you know me the doc got game\n  Like preach & cochise\n  I had sex with my therapist low key\n  She said red you suicidal, not me baby\n  Stay clam while i count my bread\n  I'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\n  Oh, where my ladies at\n  I go down on you, better pay me back\n  I'm all up in your ribs like baby back\n  You know woman & good sex, how they react\n  Blowin up my cell throwing money at me\n  Like chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\n  Showing up to my crib yelling outside\n  What your boy done did, go fix ya wig\n  I grab the strap aint no time for that\n  Anything after that you here pap, pap, pap\n  I'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\n  You get a little crazy i'll act deranged\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  I know who you are\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love who you are\n\n  Yo, i see my big bro kid capri\n  Whattup\n  He said young bro wheres the weed\n  I got big girls getting they bread on red\n  The hood star never fuck for free\n  Yup, chicks in vip getting it on\n  They doing snap chat clicks to my song\n  They getting loose cause they man did them wrong\n  All of them aint leaving till six in the morning\n  Aye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\n  Fresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\n  Women get wild when you don't pay for the breast\n  I got faith in the hook, watch these haters\n  Throwing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\n  Go back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  Baby and you know just who you are\n  I know who you are\n  Everybody knows that's hood\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  You're my darling, darling baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love love\n  (hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\n  I had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\n  Nobody quite like you\n  And i'm never wanna give you up\n  And i know you feel the same way too\n  1,2,3 bring it back\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Baby you get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n  (tell'em your name girl)\n  You get the best of me\n\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (redman, faith evans, kid capri)\n  You get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  All in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\n  Kid capri, come on two step with me\n  Come on, come on, two step with me\n  Yeah, huh two step\n  Yeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\n  All the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\n  And if your getting that dough, and you love to show\n  Say ho!\n"},{"id":16805168,"name":"Hoodstar","trackName":"Hoodstar","artistName":"Redman, Faith Evans & Kid Capri","albumName":"Muddy Waters Too","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This one going to all hood stars around the world\nFeaturing my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\nAnd i be the kid capri... come on!\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nHands up in the air\nHey, when the weeds in my system\nAint no tellin doc wildin out\nThat's what the be yellin\nAye, you know me the doc got game\nLike preach & cochise\nI had sex with my therapist low key\nShe said red you suicidal, not me baby\nStay clam while i count my bread\nI'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\nOh, where my ladies at\nI go down on you, better pay me back\nI'm all up in your ribs like baby back\nYou know woman & good sex, how they react\nBlowin up my cell throwing money at me\nLike chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\nShowing up to my crib yelling outside\nWhat your boy done did, go fix ya wig\nI grab the strap aint no time for that\nAnything after that you here pap, pap, pap\nI'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\nYou get a little crazy i'll act deranged\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nI know who you are\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love who you are\n\nYo, i see my big bro kid capri\nWhattup\nHe said young bro wheres the weed\nI got big girls getting they bread on red\nThe hood star never fuck for free\nYup, chicks in vip getting it on\nThey doing snap chat clicks to my song\nThey getting loose cause they man did them wrong\nAll of them aint leaving till six in the morning\nAye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\nFresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\nWomen get wild when you don't pay for the breast\nI got faith in the hook, watch these haters\nThrowing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\nGo back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nBaby and you know just who you are\nI know who you are\nEverybody knows that's hood\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nYou're my darling, darling baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love love\n(hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\nI had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\nNobody quite like you\nAnd i'm never wanna give you up\nAnd i know you feel the same way too\n1,2,3 bring it back\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nBaby you get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n(tell'em your name girl)\nYou get the best of me\n\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(redman, faith evans, kid capri)\nYou get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nAll in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\nKid capri, come on two step with me\nCome on, come on, two step with me\nYeah, huh two step\nYeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\nAll the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\nAnd if your getting that dough, and you love to show\nSay ho!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hoodstar\n  artist: Redman, Faith Evans & Kid Capri\n  album: Muddy Waters Too\n  duration_ms: 210000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This one going to all hood stars around the world\n  Featuring my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\n  And i be the kid capri... come on!\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Hands up in the air\n  Hey, when the weeds in my system\n  Aint no tellin doc wildin out\n  That's what the be yellin\n  Aye, you know me the doc got game\n  Like preach & cochise\n  I had sex with my therapist low key\n  She said red you suicidal, not me baby\n  Stay clam while i count my bread\n  I'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\n  Oh, where my ladies at\n  I go down on you, better pay me back\n  I'm all up in your ribs like baby back\n  You know woman & good sex, how they react\n  Blowin up my cell throwing money at me\n  Like chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\n  Showing up to my crib yelling outside\n  What your boy done did, go fix ya wig\n  I grab the strap aint no time for that\n  Anything after that you here pap, pap, pap\n  I'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\n  You get a little crazy i'll act deranged\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  I know who you are\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love who you are\n\n  Yo, i see my big bro kid capri\n  Whattup\n  He said young bro wheres the weed\n  I got big girls getting they bread on red\n  The hood star never fuck for free\n  Yup, chicks in vip getting it on\n  They doing snap chat clicks to my song\n  They getting loose cause they man did them wrong\n  All of them aint leaving till six in the morning\n  Aye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\n  Fresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\n  Women get wild when you don't pay for the breast\n  I got faith in the hook, watch these haters\n  Throwing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\n  Go back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  Baby and you know just who you are\n  I know who you are\n  Everybody knows that's hood\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  You're my darling, darling baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love love\n  (hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\n  I had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\n  Nobody quite like you\n  And i'm never wanna give you up\n  And i know you feel the same way too\n  1,2,3 bring it back\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Baby you get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n  (tell'em your name girl)\n  You get the best of me\n\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (redman, faith evans, kid capri)\n  You get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  All in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\n  Kid capri, come on two step with me\n  Come on, come on, two step with me\n  Yeah, huh two step\n  Yeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\n  All the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\n  And if your getting that dough, and you love to show\n  Say ho!\n"},{"id":27500465,"name":"Hoodstar","trackName":"Hoodstar","artistName":"Redman feat. Faith Evans & Kid Capri","albumName":"Muddy Waters Too","duration":210.274172,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This one going to all hood stars around the world\nFeaturing my dog Redman\nThe one andonly Faith Evans\nAnd I'll be the King Capri, come on!\n\nFaith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\n\nWith me and my system ain't no telling\nDoc wildin' out, that's what they be yellin'\nAyy, you know me, the Doc got game like preachin' cold cheese\nI had sex with my therapist low-key\nShe said, Red, you suicidal, not me, baby\nStay calm while I count my bread\nI'm missin' one dollar, bro, you get a hospital bed\n\nOh, where my ladies at? I go down, oh, you better pay me back\nI'm all up in your ribs like baby back\nYou know women and good sex, how they react\nBlowin' up myself, throwin' money at me like Chippendales\nShowing up to my crib\nYelling outside what your boy done did\nGo fix your wig\nI grab this strap, ain't no time for that\nAnything after that, you hear a pat, pat, pat\nI'm a hood star and the fact remains\nYou get a little crazy, I'll act the range, baby\n\nBaby, you're a hood star\nI know who you are\nYou're so good, but you're my baby\nI love who you are, and I love you\n\nYo, I see my big bro, Kid Capri\nHe said, young bro, where's the weed?\nI got big girls betting their bread on red\nThe hood star never fucked for free\nChicks and VIP getting it on\nThey doing Snapchat clips to my song\nThey getting loose cause they mandated them wrong\nAnd all of them ain leaving till 6 in the morning\nIt's a movie Hitchcock I flow right out the Ziploc\nGot Cupid on the neck Red Rock the best\nWomen get wild when you don pay for the breast\nI got faith in the hood\nWatch these haters throwing that salt\nI roll with the top off\nGo back to your man buying the rock off, girl\n\nBaby, you're my hood star\nBaby, can you know just who you are?\nI know who you are\nEverybody knows who you are\nYou're so good but you're my baby\nYou're my darling, darling, baby\nI love who you are\nAnd I love you\n\nI'm glad I got a woman\nNo one quite like you\nNobody quite like you\nAnd I never want to give you up\nAnd I know you feel the same way too\nOne, two, three, paper, paper\n\nFaith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\nLet's go!\nBaby, you get the best for me\nFaith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\nOverhood star, that's what you want\nYou get the best for me\nBaby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby\nGet the priest!\nFaith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.84] This one going to all hood stars around the world\n[00:03.50] Featuring my dog Redman\n[00:05.33] The one andonly Faith Evans\n[00:06.70] And I'll be the King Capri, come on!\n[00:09.92] Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\n[00:18.33] With me and my system ain't no telling\n[00:20.24] Doc wildin' out, that's what they be yellin'\n[00:22.85] Ayy, you know me, the Doc got game like preachin' cold cheese\n[00:26.82] I had sex with my therapist low-key\n[00:29.17] She said, Red, you suicidal, not me, baby\n[00:31.79] Stay calm while I count my bread\n[00:33.67] I'm missin' one dollar, bro, you get a hospital bed\n[00:36.50] Oh, where my ladies at? 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I go down, oh, you better pay me back\n  I'm all up in your ribs like baby back\n  You know women and good sex, how they react\n  Blowin' up myself, throwin' money at me like Chippendales\n  Showing up to my crib\n  Yelling outside what your boy done did\n  Go fix your wig\n  I grab this strap, ain't no time for that\n  Anything after that, you hear a pat, pat, pat\n  I'm a hood star and the fact remains\n  You get a little crazy, I'll act the range, baby\n\n  Baby, you're a hood star\n  I know who you are\n  You're so good, but you're my baby\n  I love who you are, and I love you\n\n  Yo, I see my big bro, Kid Capri\n  He said, young bro, where's the weed?\n  I got big girls betting their bread on red\n  The hood star never fucked for free\n  Chicks and VIP getting it on\n  They doing Snapchat clips to my song\n  They getting loose cause they mandated them wrong\n  And all of them ain leaving till 6 in the morning\n  It's a movie Hitchcock I flow right out the Ziploc\n  Got Cupid on the neck Red Rock the best\n  Women get wild when you don pay for the breast\n  I got faith in the hood\n  Watch these haters throwing that salt\n  I roll with the top off\n  Go back to your man buying the rock off, girl\n\n  Baby, you're my hood star\n  Baby, can you know just who you are?\n  I know who you are\n  Everybody knows who you are\n  You're so good but you're my baby\n  You're my darling, darling, baby\n  I love who you are\n  And I love you\n\n  I'm glad I got a woman\n  No one quite like you\n  Nobody quite like you\n  And I never want to give you up\n  And I know you feel the same way too\n  One, two, three, paper, paper\n\n  Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Let's go!\n  Baby, you get the best for me\n  Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Overhood star, that's what you want\n  You get the best for me\n  Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby\n  Get the priest!\n  Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith\n"},{"id":17048703,"name":"Hoodstar feat. 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Kid Capri","artistName":"Redman","albumName":"Muddy Waters Too","duration":210.274172,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This one going to all hood stars around the world\nFeaturing my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\nAnd i be the kid capri... come on!\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nHands up in the air\nHey, when the weeds in my system\nAint no tellin doc wildin out\nThat's what the be yellin\nAye, you know me the doc got game\nLike preach & cochise\nI had sex with my therapist low key\nShe said red you suicidal, not me baby\nStay clam while i count my bread\nI'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\nOh, where my ladies at\nI go down on you, better pay me back\nI'm all up in your ribs like baby back\nYou know woman & good sex, how they react\nBlowin up my cell throwing money at me\nLike chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\nShowing up to my crib yelling outside\nWhat your boy done did, go fix ya wig\nI grab the strap aint no time for that\nAnything after that you here pap, pap, pap\nI'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\nYou get a little crazy i'll act deranged\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nI know who you are\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love who you are\n\nYo, i see my big bro kid capri\nWhattup\nHe said young bro wheres the weed\nI got big girls getting they bread on red\nThe hood star never fuck for free\nYup, chicks in vip getting it on\nThey doing snap chat clicks to my song\nThey getting loose cause they man did them wrong\nAll of them aint leaving till six in the morning\nAye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\nFresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\nWomen get wild when you don't pay for the breast\nI got faith in the hook, watch these haters\nThrowing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\nGo back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nBaby and you know just who you are\nI know who you are\nEverybody knows that's hood\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nYou're my darling, darling baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love love\n(hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\nI had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\nNobody quite like you\nAnd i'm never wanna give you up\nAnd i know you feel the same way too\n1,2,3 bring it back\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nBaby you get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n(tell'em your name girl)\nYou get the best of me\n\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(redman, faith evans, kid capri)\nYou get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nAll in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\nKid capri, come on two step with me\nCome on, come on, two step with me\nYeah, huh two step\nYeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\nAll the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\nAnd if your getting that dough, and you love to show\nSay ho!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hoodstar feat. Kid Capri\n  artist: Redman\n  album: Muddy Waters Too\n  duration_ms: 210274\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This one going to all hood stars around the world\n  Featuring my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\n  And i be the kid capri... come on!\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Hands up in the air\n  Hey, when the weeds in my system\n  Aint no tellin doc wildin out\n  That's what the be yellin\n  Aye, you know me the doc got game\n  Like preach & cochise\n  I had sex with my therapist low key\n  She said red you suicidal, not me baby\n  Stay clam while i count my bread\n  I'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\n  Oh, where my ladies at\n  I go down on you, better pay me back\n  I'm all up in your ribs like baby back\n  You know woman & good sex, how they react\n  Blowin up my cell throwing money at me\n  Like chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\n  Showing up to my crib yelling outside\n  What your boy done did, go fix ya wig\n  I grab the strap aint no time for that\n  Anything after that you here pap, pap, pap\n  I'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\n  You get a little crazy i'll act deranged\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  I know who you are\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love who you are\n\n  Yo, i see my big bro kid capri\n  Whattup\n  He said young bro wheres the weed\n  I got big girls getting they bread on red\n  The hood star never fuck for free\n  Yup, chicks in vip getting it on\n  They doing snap chat clicks to my song\n  They getting loose cause they man did them wrong\n  All of them aint leaving till six in the morning\n  Aye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\n  Fresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\n  Women get wild when you don't pay for the breast\n  I got faith in the hook, watch these haters\n  Throwing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\n  Go back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  Baby and you know just who you are\n  I know who you are\n  Everybody knows that's hood\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  You're my darling, darling baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love love\n  (hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\n  I had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\n  Nobody quite like you\n  And i'm never wanna give you up\n  And i know you feel the same way too\n  1,2,3 bring it back\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Baby you get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n  (tell'em your name girl)\n  You get the best of me\n\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (redman, faith evans, kid capri)\n  You get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  All in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\n  Kid capri, come on two step with me\n  Come on, come on, two step with me\n  Yeah, huh two step\n  Yeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\n  All the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\n  And if your getting that dough, and you love to show\n  Say ho!\n"},{"id":16581029,"name":"Hoodstar (Feat. Faith Evans & Kid Capri)","trackName":"Hoodstar (Feat. Faith Evans & Kid Capri)","artistName":"Redman","albumName":"Muddy Waters Too","duration":210.311837,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This one going to all hood stars around the world\nFeaturing my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\nAnd i be the kid capri... come on!\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nHands up in the air\nHey, when the weeds in my system\nAint no tellin doc wildin out\nThat's what the be yellin\nAye, you know me the doc got game\nLike preach & cochise\nI had sex with my therapist low key\nShe said red you suicidal, not me baby\nStay clam while i count my bread\nI'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\nOh, where my ladies at\nI go down on you, better pay me back\nI'm all up in your ribs like baby back\nYou know woman & good sex, how they react\nBlowin up my cell throwing money at me\nLike chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\nShowing up to my crib yelling outside\nWhat your boy done did, go fix ya wig\nI grab the strap aint no time for that\nAnything after that you here pap, pap, pap\nI'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\nYou get a little crazy i'll act deranged\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nI know who you are\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love who you are\n\nYo, i see my big bro kid capri\nWhattup\nHe said young bro wheres the weed\nI got big girls getting they bread on red\nThe hood star never fuck for free\nYup, chicks in vip getting it on\nThey doing snap chat clicks to my song\nThey getting loose cause they man did them wrong\nAll of them aint leaving till six in the morning\nAye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\nFresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\nWomen get wild when you don't pay for the breast\nI got faith in the hook, watch these haters\nThrowing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\nGo back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nBaby and you know just who you are\nI know who you are\nEverybody knows that's hood\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nYou're my darling, darling baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love love\n(hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\nI had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\nNobody quite like you\nAnd i'm never wanna give you up\nAnd i know you feel the same way too\n1,2,3 bring it back\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nBaby you get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n(tell'em your name girl)\nYou get the best of me\n\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(redman, faith evans, kid capri)\nYou get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nAll in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\nKid capri, come on two step with me\nCome on, come on, two step with me\nYeah, huh two step\nYeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\nAll the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\nAnd if your getting that dough, and you love to show\nSay ho!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hoodstar (Feat. Faith Evans & Kid Capri)\n  artist: Redman\n  album: Muddy Waters Too\n  duration_ms: 210312\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This one going to all hood stars around the world\n  Featuring my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\n  And i be the kid capri... come on!\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Hands up in the air\n  Hey, when the weeds in my system\n  Aint no tellin doc wildin out\n  That's what the be yellin\n  Aye, you know me the doc got game\n  Like preach & cochise\n  I had sex with my therapist low key\n  She said red you suicidal, not me baby\n  Stay clam while i count my bread\n  I'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\n  Oh, where my ladies at\n  I go down on you, better pay me back\n  I'm all up in your ribs like baby back\n  You know woman & good sex, how they react\n  Blowin up my cell throwing money at me\n  Like chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\n  Showing up to my crib yelling outside\n  What your boy done did, go fix ya wig\n  I grab the strap aint no time for that\n  Anything after that you here pap, pap, pap\n  I'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\n  You get a little crazy i'll act deranged\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  I know who you are\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love who you are\n\n  Yo, i see my big bro kid capri\n  Whattup\n  He said young bro wheres the weed\n  I got big girls getting they bread on red\n  The hood star never fuck for free\n  Yup, chicks in vip getting it on\n  They doing snap chat clicks to my song\n  They getting loose cause they man did them wrong\n  All of them aint leaving till six in the morning\n  Aye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\n  Fresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\n  Women get wild when you don't pay for the breast\n  I got faith in the hook, watch these haters\n  Throwing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\n  Go back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  Baby and you know just who you are\n  I know who you are\n  Everybody knows that's hood\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  You're my darling, darling baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love love\n  (hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\n  I had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\n  Nobody quite like you\n  And i'm never wanna give you up\n  And i know you feel the same way too\n  1,2,3 bring it back\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Baby you get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n  (tell'em your name girl)\n  You get the best of me\n\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (redman, faith evans, kid capri)\n  You get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  All in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\n  Kid capri, come on two step with me\n  Come on, come on, two step with me\n  Yeah, huh two step\n  Yeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\n  All the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\n  And if your getting that dough, and you love to show\n  Say ho!\n"},{"id":28637303,"name":"HoodStar ft. Faith Evans and Kid Capri","trackName":"HoodStar ft. Faith Evans and Kid Capri","artistName":"Redman","albumName":"Muddy Waters Too","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This one going to all hood stars around the world\nFeaturing my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\nAnd i be the kid capri... come on!\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nHands up in the air\nHey, when the weeds in my system\nAint no tellin doc wildin out\nThat's what the be yellin\nAye, you know me the doc got game\nLike preach & cochise\nI had sex with my therapist low key\nShe said red you suicidal, not me baby\nStay clam while i count my bread\nI'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\nOh, where my ladies at\nI go down on you, better pay me back\nI'm all up in your ribs like baby back\nYou know woman & good sex, how they react\nBlowin up my cell throwing money at me\nLike chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\nShowing up to my crib yelling outside\nWhat your boy done did, go fix ya wig\nI grab the strap aint no time for that\nAnything after that you here pap, pap, pap\nI'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\nYou get a little crazy i'll act deranged\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nI know who you are\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love who you are\n\nYo, i see my big bro kid capri\nWhattup\nHe said young bro wheres the weed\nI got big girls getting they bread on red\nThe hood star never fuck for free\nYup, chicks in vip getting it on\nThey doing snap chat clicks to my song\nThey getting loose cause they man did them wrong\nAll of them aint leaving till six in the morning\nAye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\nFresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\nWomen get wild when you don't pay for the breast\nI got faith in the hook, watch these haters\nThrowing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\nGo back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\nBaby you're a hoodstar\nBaby and you know just who you are\nI know who you are\nEverybody knows that's hood\nYour so hood but you're my baby\nYou're my darling, darling baby\nI love who you are\nAnd i love love\n(hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\nI had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\nNobody quite like you\nAnd i'm never wanna give you up\nAnd i know you feel the same way too\n1,2,3 bring it back\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nBaby you get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n(tell'em your name girl)\nYou get the best of me\n\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n(redman, faith evans, kid capri)\nYou get the best of me\nHey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\nAll in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\nKid capri, come on two step with me\nCome on, come on, two step with me\nYeah, huh two step\nYeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\nAll the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\nAnd if your getting that dough, and you love to show\nSay ho!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: HoodStar ft. Faith Evans and Kid Capri\n  artist: Redman\n  album: Muddy Waters Too\n  duration_ms: 210000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This one going to all hood stars around the world\n  Featuring my dog redman, the one & only faith evans\n  And i be the kid capri... come on!\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Hands up in the air\n  Hey, when the weeds in my system\n  Aint no tellin doc wildin out\n  That's what the be yellin\n  Aye, you know me the doc got game\n  Like preach & cochise\n  I had sex with my therapist low key\n  She said red you suicidal, not me baby\n  Stay clam while i count my bread\n  I'm missing one dollar bro, you get a hospital bed\n  Oh, where my ladies at\n  I go down on you, better pay me back\n  I'm all up in your ribs like baby back\n  You know woman & good sex, how they react\n  Blowin up my cell throwing money at me\n  Like chip & dale's, whoa, aye!\n  Showing up to my crib yelling outside\n  What your boy done did, go fix ya wig\n  I grab the strap aint no time for that\n  Anything after that you here pap, pap, pap\n  I'm a hoodstar & the fact remain\n  You get a little crazy i'll act deranged\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  I know who you are\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love who you are\n\n  Yo, i see my big bro kid capri\n  Whattup\n  He said young bro wheres the weed\n  I got big girls getting they bread on red\n  The hood star never fuck for free\n  Yup, chicks in vip getting it on\n  They doing snap chat clicks to my song\n  They getting loose cause they man did them wrong\n  All of them aint leaving till six in the morning\n  Aye, it's a movie hitchcock, i flow right out the ziplock\n  Fresh! got cubans on the neck red rocks the best\n  Women get wild when you don't pay for the breast\n  I got faith in the hook, watch these haters\n  Throwing that salt, hey i roll with the top off\n  Go back to your man buying you knockoffs girl\n  Baby you're a hoodstar\n  Baby and you know just who you are\n  I know who you are\n  Everybody knows that's hood\n  Your so hood but you're my baby\n  You're my darling, darling baby\n  I love who you are\n  And i love love\n  (hold it, hold it, lets take it to the bridge)\n  I had a lot of fun, but no one quite like you\n  Nobody quite like you\n  And i'm never wanna give you up\n  And i know you feel the same way too\n  1,2,3 bring it back\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  Baby you get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (you're a hood star and that's what you are)\n  (tell'em your name girl)\n  You get the best of me\n\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  (redman, faith evans, kid capri)\n  You get the best of me\n  Hey, hey, hey, hey faith, faith, faith, faith\n  All in the hood and streets them niggas gettin\n  Kid capri, come on two step with me\n  Come on, come on, two step with me\n  Yeah, huh two step\n  Yeah, yeah, ladies throw ya hands up\n  All the fllas in the spot throw ya hands up\n  And if your getting that dough, and you love to show\n  Say ho!\n"}]