[{"id":36915361,"name":"Red Bottoms","trackName":"Red Bottoms","artistName":"Ro$ama","albumName":"Wait 4 the Drop","duration":168.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I built this shit\nMe, brick by brick\nAnd I'll be damned if I let you tear it down\nJust because you don't like the way another nigga talk\n\nHey, hey\nJL listen, boy\n(Gang) tell em' he is here, a kind of big big\nHey, T.S, big, big, big bitch\nHey, hey\n\nI tell 'em my name, I'm a popper, hey\nHeadshot 'em, turn the Air Force needs to red bottoms\nCrazy how the young nigga act like he tough, boy, what?\n'Til he get hit with a clothesline\nOusama been acting like he need a sideline, bitch\nI've been heating up like a sauna, just stacking this bread, avoiding these lines\nThrow a scope on the top, I've been killing this silent\n\nZaytoven told me to keep stacking the bag and work\nBig booty bitch, breaking her back\nAnd just fucked her that day, I ain't even been back\nShe be texting her friend, I heard she about that action\nStill ball on these niggas, I throw on my hoop J's\nFlow sick, had to throw on the flu games\nCreepy little nigga, still brush like a blue jay\nGold in my mouth, I'm the cause of the decay\n\nBoy, you a bitch and you know you a bitch\nYou can't come to my side 'cause these choppers going to eat\nThe back and hold 30, it came with a dick\nAnd a scope just to hit everybody you with\nThey said if, you been gone, should've been in the assist\nSipping mix with some youngins, despite the shit\nMy partner got shot, we was hitting a lick\nWhen we spin, we going to kill everybody he with\n\nWe slipping the clip, we just gifting a bitch\nGot a bag with a strap and its tendency split\nHad to cut off my dog, you weren't made for this shit\nHow you fuck on a bitch and then turn to a snitch?\nMe and my niggas plus, we like Lilo & Stitch\nAnd if shit hit the fan, I just know they won't snitch\nIt's still free to op, so that they can get hit\nHow the fuck you a gangster, you telling and shit?\n\nI got these chips from the chef at the top\nOusama the motherfucking cream of the crop\nRoutine and eat, get hit with a stick in the mop\nTell 'em I want the smoke like pop\nOusama and X, really most wanted Americans feeling like Snoop Dogg and Pac\nI'm thumbing through racks of the dead body presidents\nBobbing my head on the way to a knot\n\nI'm feeling like O'Shea, my ice is just causing a cube\nDropping tipsy if I come in your place\nDon't need me a ski mask, dressing in all black like a Raider, now I'm an N.W.A\nMight catch me a body while bumping that Young Buck, nobody is safe\nWho dying today? A lot of accusing while jamming that game\nSome count on some money, it's B.W.A (hey, hey)\n\nPull up on your block, bet I empty the clip\nHeard you let a bitch break you, that make you a simp\nAll you hos got plans, baby, I plead the fifth\nOnce I fuck, I'm going to send that hoe home in a Lyft\nLike them with the lugs, we be cracking and cooling\nIf we set it off, we going to clap and shoot it\nI'm going off a Perc, got me dancing and grooving\nSell shit to the fiends, have 'em laughing and drooling\n\nT-Way shoot the block like a Cinemaics movie\nHot Head had to drop, he assisting it to me\nThat nigga Lil Ron, he a dog, call him Scooby\nThat nigga Ousama be striped with a Uzi\nBe blowing back woods, getting top in the Jacuzzi\nI'm up, all these bad bitches, they trying to screw me\nMy ex-bitches mad, they say money got to me\nYou right, now I live every day like a movie\n\nLive every day like a movie, Menace II Society\nWe feeling like O-Dog and Caine\nDunking on niggas, he throw it up, bitch\nWe feeling like D-Wade and James\nMore like Kobe and Shaq, Jordan and Pippen\nDuncan and Parker, and West and Wilt Chamberlain\nTaliban shit, everybody know about Ousama\nBut wait 'til you hear about Hussain, bitch","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] I built this shit\n[00:02.09] Me, brick by brick\n[00:04.29] And I'll be damned if I let you tear it down\n[00:06.15] Just because you don't like the way another nigga talk\n[00:13.34] Hey, hey\n[00:14.31] JL listen, boy\n[00:16.33] (Gang) tell em' he is here, a kind of big big\n[00:20.86] Hey, T.S, big, big, big bitch\n[00:22.55] Hey, hey\n[00:23.95] I tell 'em my name, I'm a popper, hey\n[00:26.00] Headshot 'em, turn the Air Force needs to red bottoms\n[00:28.36] Crazy how the young nigga act like he tough, boy, what?\n[00:30.60] 'Til he get hit with a clothesline\n[00:31.99] Ousama been acting like he need a sideline, bitch\n[00:34.56] I've been heating up like a sauna, just stacking this bread, avoiding these lines\n[00:37.58] Throw a scope on the top, I've been killing this silent\n[00:39.27] Zaytoven told me to keep stacking the bag and work\n[00:42.02] Big booty bitch, breaking her back\n[00:43.32] And just fucked her that day, I ain't even been back\n[00:45.27] She be texting her friend, I heard she about that action\n[00:47.36] Still ball on these niggas, I throw on my hoop J's\n[00:49.64] Flow sick, had to throw on the flu games\n[00:51.36] Creepy little nigga, still brush like a blue jay\n[00:53.21] Gold in my mouth, I'm the cause of the decay\n[00:54.66] Boy, you a bitch and you know you a bitch\n[00:56.48] You can't come to my side 'cause these choppers going to eat\n[00:58.36] The back and hold 30, it came with a dick\n[01:00.25] And a scope just to hit everybody you with\n[01:02.13] They said if, you been gone, should've been in the assist\n[01:04.04] Sipping mix with some youngins, despite the shit\n[01:06.10] My partner got shot, we was hitting a lick\n[01:07.88] When we spin, we going to kill everybody he with\n[01:09.75] We slipping the clip, we just gifting a bitch\n[01:11.79] Got a bag with a strap and its tendency split\n[01:13.83] Had to cut off my dog, you weren't made for this shit\n[01:15.59] How you fuck on a bitch and then turn to a snitch?\n[01:17.41] Me and my niggas plus, we like Lilo & Stitch\n[01:19.36] And if shit hit the fan, I just know they won't snitch\n[01:21.46] It's still free to op, so that they can get hit\n[01:23.26] How the fuck you a gangster, you telling and shit?\n[01:25.12] I got these chips from the chef at the top\n[01:27.25] Ousama the motherfucking cream of the crop\n[01:29.13] Routine and eat, get hit with a stick in the mop\n[01:31.22] Tell 'em I want the smoke like pop\n[01:33.04] Ousama and X, really most wanted Americans feeling like Snoop Dogg and Pac\n[01:36.60] I'm thumbing through racks of the dead body presidents\n[01:38.70] Bobbing my head on the way to a knot\n[01:40.71] I'm feeling like O'Shea, my ice is just causing a cube\n[01:42.72] Dropping tipsy if I come in your place\n[01:44.53] Don't need me a ski mask, dressing in all black like a Raider, now I'm an N.W.A\n[01:48.19] Might catch me a body while bumping that Young Buck, nobody is safe\n[01:51.28] Who dying today? A lot of accusing while jamming that game\n[01:53.87] Some count on some money, it's B.W.A (hey, hey)\n[01:55.95] Pull up on your block, bet I empty the clip\n[01:57.70] Heard you let a bitch break you, that make you a simp\n[01:59.63] All you hos got plans, baby, I plead the fifth\n[02:01.54] Once I fuck, I'm going to send that hoe home in a Lyft\n[02:03.76] Like them with the lugs, we be cracking and cooling\n[02:05.69] If we set it off, we going to clap and shoot it\n[02:07.48] I'm going off a Perc, got me dancing and grooving\n[02:09.50] Sell shit to the fiends, have 'em laughing and drooling\n[02:11.39] T-Way shoot the block like a Cinemaics movie\n[02:13.36] Hot Head had to drop, he assisting it to me\n[02:15.24] That nigga Lil Ron, he a dog, call him Scooby\n[02:17.00] That nigga Ousama be striped with a Uzi\n[02:18.99] Be blowing back woods, getting top in the Jacuzzi\n[02:20.93] I'm up, all these bad bitches, they trying to screw me\n[02:22.70] My ex-bitches mad, they say 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Ro$ama)","trackName":"Red Bottoms (feat. Ro$ama)","artistName":"BigXthaPlug","albumName":"Bacc from the Dead","duration":167.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I built this shit\nMe, brick by brick\nAnd I'll be damned if I let you tear it down\nJust 'cause you don't like the way another nigga talk\nAyy (ayy, G, this here, boy)\nGang\nTaliban shit, Al-Qaeda big business (ayy, 13, ayy, uh, uh)\nAyy, TSABB, bitch, ayy\nUh, uh (ayy, uh)\nNigga play with my name, I'ma pop him, ayy\nHeadshot him, turn these Air Force sneaks to red bottoms (bah)\nCrazy how the young nigga actin' like he tough (why wouldn't?)\n'Til he get hit with a clothesline\n$Ama been actin' like he need asylum\nBitch, I been heatin' up like a sauna\nJust stackin' this bread, avoidin' these problems (ayy)\nThrew a scope on the chop, I been killin' designers (rrah)\nAyy, Jizzle told me to keep stackin' the backend (and what?)\nBig-booty bitch, breakin' her back in\nJust fucked her today, I ain't even been back since\nBeen textin' her friend, I heard she 'bout that action\nStill ball on these niggas, I throw on my hoop J's (swish)\nFlow sick, had to throw on the Flu Games\nCrippy lil' nigga, steal birds like a blue jay (ayy)\nGold in my mouth, slap the cards in a bitch face (ayy)\nBoy, you a bitch and you know you a bitch\nYou can't come to my side 'cause these choppers gon' hit (bah)\nThe Glock, it hold thirty, it came with a dick\nAnd a scope just to hit everybody you with (it did)\nThey say, \"X, you been gone,\" shit, I been in the 6 (huh)\nFlippin' bricks with some youngins that's crazy as shit (oh, yeah?)\nMy partner got shot, we was hittin' a lick (he did)\nWhen we spin, we gon' kill everybody he with (rrah-bah-bah)\nWhen we step in the club, we be stiff than a bitch\nGot a bag with a strap and it's ten in this bitch (bitch)\nHad to cut off my dog, he wasn't meant for this shit (no)\nHow you fuck on a bitch and then turn to a bitch?\nMe and my niggas close, we like Lilo and Stitch (mm)\nAnd if shit hit the fan, I just know they won't snitch\nIt's still free the opps so that they can get hit\nHow the fuck you a gangster, you tellin' and shit?\nI got this shit from the shelf at the top\nRo$ama the motherfuckin' cream of the crop\nRoachin'-ass nigga get hit with a stick and a mop\nTell him I want the smoke like Pop\n$Ama and X\nReally most wanted Americans, feelin' like Snoop Dogg and Pac\nI'm thumbin' through rackades of dead-body presidents\nBumpin' my head on the way to a knot\nI'm feelin' like O'Shea, my ice is as cold as a cube\nDroppin' tips if I come in your place\nDon't need me a jacket\nI'm dressin' all black like a Raider, now I'm in NWA\nMight catch me a body while bumpin' that YoungBoy\nNobody is safe, who dyin' today?\nOr light up a Cuban while jammin' that Gates\nI'm countin' some money, it's BWA (ayy, ayy)\nPull up on your block, bet I empty the clip\nHeard you let a bitch break you, that make you a simp\nOh, you heard I got bands? Baby, I plead the Fifth\nOnce I fuck, I'ma send that ho home in a Lyft\nLocked in with the Locs, we be crackin' and coolin'\nIf we set it off, we gon' clap it and shoot it\nI'm gone off a Perc', got me dancin' and groovin'\nServe shit to the fiends, have 'em laughin' and droolin'\nT-way shoot the block like a Cinemax movie\nHoncho had the drop, he had sent it right to me\nThat nigga Laron, he a dog, call him Scooby\nThat nigga Ro$ama be strapped with an Uzi\nBe blowin' Backwoods, gettin' top in the hoopty\nI'm up, all these bad bitches, they tryna screw me\nMy ex-bitches mad, they say money got to me\nYou right, now I live every day like a movie\nLive every day like a movie\nMenace to Society, we feelin' like O-Dog and Caine\nDunkin' on niggas, he throw it up\nBitch, we feelin' like D-Wade and James\nOr Kobe and Shaq, Jordan and Pippen\nDuncan and Parker and West and Wilt Chamb'\nTaliban shit, everybody know 'bout Osama\nBut wait 'til you hear 'bout Hussein, bitch","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Red Bottoms (feat. Ro$ama)\n  artist: BigXthaPlug\n  album: Bacc from the Dead\n  duration_ms: 167000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I built this shit\n  Me, brick by brick\n  And I'll be damned if I let you tear it down\n  Just 'cause you don't like the way another nigga talk\n  Ayy (ayy, G, this here, boy)\n  Gang\n  Taliban shit, Al-Qaeda big business (ayy, 13, ayy, uh, uh)\n  Ayy, TSABB, bitch, ayy\n  Uh, uh (ayy, uh)\n  Nigga play with my name, I'ma pop him, ayy\n  Headshot him, turn these Air Force sneaks to red bottoms (bah)\n  Crazy how the young nigga actin' like he tough (why wouldn't?)\n  'Til he get hit with a clothesline\n  $Ama been actin' like he need asylum\n  Bitch, I been heatin' up like a sauna\n  Just stackin' this bread, avoidin' these problems (ayy)\n  Threw a scope on the chop, I been killin' designers (rrah)\n  Ayy, Jizzle told me to keep stackin' the backend (and what?)\n  Big-booty bitch, breakin' her back in\n  Just fucked her today, I ain't even been back since\n  Been textin' her friend, I heard she 'bout that action\n  Still ball on these niggas, I throw on my hoop J's (swish)\n  Flow sick, had to throw on the Flu Games\n  Crippy lil' nigga, steal birds like a blue jay (ayy)\n  Gold in my mouth, slap the cards in a bitch face (ayy)\n  Boy, you a bitch and you know you a bitch\n  You can't come to my side 'cause these choppers gon' hit (bah)\n  The Glock, it hold thirty, it came with a dick\n  And a scope just to hit everybody you with (it did)\n  They say, \"X, you been gone,\" shit, I been in the 6 (huh)\n  Flippin' bricks with some youngins that's crazy as shit (oh, yeah?)\n  My partner got shot, we was hittin' a lick (he did)\n  When we spin, we gon' kill everybody he with (rrah-bah-bah)\n  When we step in the club, we be stiff than a bitch\n  Got a bag with a strap and it's ten in this bitch (bitch)\n  Had to cut off my dog, he wasn't meant for this shit (no)\n  How you fuck on a bitch and then turn to a bitch?\n  Me and my niggas close, we like Lilo and Stitch (mm)\n  And if shit hit the fan, I just know they won't snitch\n  It's still free the opps so that they can get hit\n  How the fuck you a gangster, you tellin' and shit?\n  I got this shit from the shelf at the top\n  Ro$ama the motherfuckin' cream of the crop\n  Roachin'-ass nigga get hit with a stick and a mop\n  Tell him I want the smoke like Pop\n  $Ama and X\n  Really most wanted Americans, feelin' like Snoop Dogg and Pac\n  I'm thumbin' through rackades of dead-body presidents\n  Bumpin' my head on the way to a knot\n  I'm feelin' like O'Shea, my ice is as cold as a cube\n  Droppin' tips if I come in your place\n  Don't need me a jacket\n  I'm dressin' all black like a Raider, now I'm in NWA\n  Might catch me a body while bumpin' that YoungBoy\n  Nobody is safe, who dyin' today?\n  Or light up a Cuban while jammin' that Gates\n  I'm countin' some money, it's BWA (ayy, ayy)\n  Pull up on your block, bet I empty the clip\n  Heard you let a bitch break you, that make you a simp\n  Oh, you heard I got bands? Baby, I plead the Fifth\n  Once I fuck, I'ma send that ho home in a Lyft\n  Locked in with the Locs, we be crackin' and coolin'\n  If we set it off, we gon' clap it and shoot it\n  I'm gone off a Perc', got me dancin' and groovin'\n  Serve shit to the fiends, have 'em laughin' and droolin'\n  T-way shoot the block like a Cinemax movie\n  Honcho had the drop, he had sent it right to me\n  That nigga Laron, he a dog, call him Scooby\n  That nigga Ro$ama be strapped with an Uzi\n  Be blowin' Backwoods, gettin' top in the hoopty\n  I'm up, all these bad bitches, they tryna screw me\n  My ex-bitches mad, they say money got to me\n  You right, now I live every day like a movie\n  Live every day like a movie\n  Menace to Society, we feelin' like O-Dog and Caine\n  Dunkin' on niggas, he throw it up\n  Bitch, we feelin' like D-Wade and James\n  Or Kobe and Shaq, Jordan and Pippen\n  Duncan and Parker and West and Wilt Chamb'\n  Taliban shit, everybody know 'bout Osama\n  But wait 'til you hear 'bout Hussein, bitch\n"}]