[{"id":3624638,"name":"Druggys Wit Hoes","trackName":"Druggys Wit Hoes","artistName":"ScHoolboy Q","albumName":"Setbacks","duration":231.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Got the baddest hoes, got the finest weed\nEverywhere I goes, they know who I be\nNow take a picture, now let me be\nLet me do me, let me be a fiend\n\nI'm shooting up, everyday I'm tryna ball\nWith my little China doll, got my back like spinal cord\nThat pistol on me, yeah that .45\nNigga feeling do or die, fuck tryna be unified\nShe over there, wanna be over here\nSo I pull her hair, fuck her from the rear until she there\nHow are you? Shit, I go by Q\nHey ho, now what it do?\nGot a king size and it's built for 2\nI been meaning, to be leaning up in that pussy\nLike Promethazine and she took the semen my willy beaming\nOn any given Sunday that pussy a runway\nShe did it the fun way, smash it like, Ticante\nShe did me hombre no need for nombre, we screaming olé and olé\nWe scored no goalie, she's just a groupie\nAnd group-a, gave top like toupée, bum rushed that coochie\nHer pussy lukewarm like long lay, her head be Bombay\nLike gin and OJ, took a shot, and I won like gameday\nYes I'm the sensei, comprende? Got a ticket, one way\nOh, you don't really see it that I'm gone?\nPass the baton, black, peal rap, spit to the break of the dawn\nNigga we all that, we all that, see that's the shit that we be on\nNigga this Black Hippy, nothing else, beat so bake I'm 'bout to melt\nAll my shit be prison felt, TDE we got the belt\nHold it down if nothing else, swear to God, on my life\nWhere it's at? Shit on sight, down to ride, fuck a bike\nIf I'm locked then fly a kite, keep a strap on like a dyke\nTDE we got the belt, hold it down if nothing else\n\n(Ab-Soul)\nGot the baddest hoes, got the finest weed\nEverywhere I goes, got the finest weed\nThe finest weed, the finest weed\nEverywhere I goes, got the finest weed\n(Marijuana, hydro, pussy, ho, ass, titties)\n(Marijuana, hydro, pussy, ho, ass, titties)\nGot the baddest hoes (Ass, titties)\nGot the finest weed (Pussy, ho, ass, titties)\nEverywhere I go (Marijuana, hydro, pussy, ho, ass, titties)\n\nQuincy, where the weed at? You know I really need that\nYou know we go back, 'member when I had you smoking Blacks?\nIn the back when Top was gone now Top is back\nThat mean we in Juice garage, you know you my brethren, we superstars\nStill mobbing the 7/11, fuck a car\nTop Dawg, ya little fists ain't up to par\nGot the baddest hoes, burn the finest kush\nThat means I'm a botanist slash gynecologist\nPlease hold your apologies for sleeping it was prophecy\nI just need some time to have these demons climb up out of me\nYou know the ones that got me sipping these mickeys 'til I'm numb\nHaving your missis' tongue missing from her mouth, in around my nuts\nRing around the rosie, pocket full of dust bunnies\nThis hip hop ain't done none for me\nKnew I was to be a star when I had a cubby\nWatching Ferngully, now everything I puff fluffy and I'm so comfy\nWatch the company I keep in case they come for me\nAll these bitches in your dreams drinking cum from me\nThis blue dream steam in the lungs of me, oh, buddy (Soul!)","syncedLyrics":"[00:25.49] Got the baddest hoes, got the finest weed\n[00:28.13] Everywhere I goes, they know who I be\n[00:31.92] Now take a picture, now let me be\n[00:34.67] Let me do me, let me be a fiend\n[00:38.43] I'm shooting up, everyday I'm tryna ball\n[00:41.13] With my little China doll, got my back like spinal cord\n[00:44.84] That pistol on me, yeah that .45\n[00:47.53] Nigga feeling do or die, fuck tryna be unified\n[00:51.19] She over there, wanna be over here\n[00:53.99] So I pull her hair, fuck her from the rear until she there\n[00:57.59] How are you? Shit, I go by Q\n[01:00.26] Hey ho, now what it do?\n[01:03.96] Got a king size and it's built for 2\n[01:06.63] I been meaning, to be leaning up in that pussy\n[01:09.35] Like Promethazine and she took the semen my willy beaming\n[01:12.04] On any given Sunday that pussy a runway\n[01:15.72] She did it the fun way, smash it like, Ticante\n[01:18.58] She did me hombre no need for nombre, we screaming olé and olé\n[01:23.18] We scored no goalie, she's just a groupie\n[01:25.80] And group-a, gave top like toupée, bum rushed that coochie\n[01:28.64] Her pussy lukewarm like long lay, her head be Bombay\n[01:32.30] Like gin and OJ, took a shot, and I won like gameday\n[01:35.07] Yes I'm the sensei, comprende? Got a ticket, one way\n[01:38.66] Oh, you don't really see it that I'm gone?\n[01:40.67] Pass the baton, black, peal rap, spit to the break of the dawn\n[01:44.27] Nigga we all that, we all that, see that's the shit that we be on\n[01:46.93] Nigga this Black Hippy, nothing else, beat so bake I'm 'bout to melt\n[01:50.70] All my shit be prison felt, TDE we got the belt\n[01:53.53] Hold it down if nothing else, swear to God, on my life\n[01:57.30] Where it's at? Shit on sight, down to ride, fuck a bike\n[02:00.92] If I'm locked then fly a kite, keep a strap on like a dyke\n[02:03.63] TDE we got the belt, hold it down if nothing else\n[02:06.34] (Ab-Soul)\n[02:07.24] Got the baddest hoes, got the finest weed\n[02:10.01] Everywhere I goes, got the finest weed\n[02:13.66] The finest weed, the finest weed\n[02:16.39] Everywhere I goes, got the finest weed\n[02:19.26] (Marijuana, hydro, pussy, ho, ass, titties)\n[02:23.09] (Marijuana, hydro, pussy, ho, ass, titties)\n[02:25.78] Got the baddest hoes (Ass, titties)\n[02:27.66] Got the finest weed (Pussy, ho, ass, titties)\n[02:29.69] Everywhere I go (Marijuana, hydro, pussy, ho, ass, titties)\n[02:32.44] Quincy, where the weed at? You know I really need that\n[02:36.02] You know we go back, 'member when I had you smoking Blacks?\n[02:38.72] In the back when Top was gone now Top is back\n[02:41.48] That mean we in Juice garage, you know you my brethren, we superstars\n[02:45.17] Still mobbing the 7/11, fuck a car\n[02:48.74] Top Dawg, ya little fists ain't up to par\n[02:51.46] Got the baddest hoes, burn the finest kush\n[02:55.15] That means I'm a botanist slash gynecologist\n[02:57.94] Please hold your apologies for sleeping it was prophecy\n[03:00.60] I just need some time to have these demons climb up out of me\n[03:04.56] You know the ones that got me sipping these mickeys 'til I'm numb\n[03:07.21] Having your missis' tongue missing from her mouth, in around my nuts\n[03:10.87] Ring around the rosie, pocket full of dust bunnies\n[03:15.33] This hip hop ain't done none for me\n[03:17.28] Knew I was to be a star when I had a cubby\n[03:19.91] Watching Ferngully, now everything I puff fluffy and I'm so comfy\n[03:25.04] Watch the company I keep in case they come for me\n[03:28.72] All these bitches in your dreams drinking cum from me\n[03:32.31] This blue dream steam in the lungs of me, oh, buddy (Soul!)\n[03:39.66] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Druggys Wit Hoes\n  artist: ScHoolboy Q\n  album: Setbacks\n  duration_ms: 231000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Got the baddest hoes, got the finest weed\n  start_ms: 25490\n  end_ms: 28130\n- text: Everywhere I goes, they know who I be\n  start_ms: 28130\n  end_ms: 31920\n- text: Now take a picture, now let me be\n  start_ms: 31920\n  end_ms: 34670\n- text: Let me do me, let me be a fiend\n  start_ms: 34670\n  end_ms: 38430\n- text: I'm shooting up, everyday I'm tryna ball\n  start_ms: 38430\n  end_ms: 41130\n- text: With my little China doll, got my back like spinal cord\n  start_ms: 41130\n  end_ms: 44840\n- text: That pistol on me, yeah that .45\n  start_ms: 44840\n  end_ms: 47530\n- text: Nigga feeling do or die, fuck tryna be unified\n  start_ms: 47530\n  end_ms: 51190\n- text: She over there, wanna be over here\n  start_ms: 51190\n  end_ms: 53990\n- text: So I pull her hair, fuck her from the rear until she there\n  start_ms: 53990\n  end_ms: 57590\n- text: How are you? 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Shit, I go by Q\n  Hey ho, now what it do?\n  Got a king size and it's built for 2\n  I been meaning, to be leaning up in that pussy\n  Like Promethazine and she took the semen my willy beaming\n  On any given Sunday that pussy a runway\n  She did it the fun way, smash it like, Ticante\n  She did me hombre no need for nombre, we screaming olé and olé\n  We scored no goalie, she's just a groupie\n  And group-a, gave top like toupée, bum rushed that coochie\n  Her pussy lukewarm like long lay, her head be Bombay\n  Like gin and OJ, took a shot, and I won like gameday\n  Yes I'm the sensei, comprende? Got a ticket, one way\n  Oh, you don't really see it that I'm gone?\n  Pass the baton, black, peal rap, spit to the break of the dawn\n  Nigga we all that, we all that, see that's the shit that we be on\n  Nigga this Black Hippy, nothing else, beat so bake I'm 'bout to melt\n  All my shit be prison felt, TDE we got the belt\n  Hold it down if nothing else, swear to God, on my life\n  Where it's at? Shit on sight, down to ride, fuck a bike\n  If I'm locked then fly a kite, keep a strap on like a dyke\n  TDE we got the belt, hold it down if nothing else\n\n  (Ab-Soul)\n  Got the baddest hoes, got the finest weed\n  Everywhere I goes, got the finest weed\n  The finest weed, the finest weed\n  Everywhere I goes, got the finest weed\n  (Marijuana, hydro, pussy, ho, ass, titties)\n  (Marijuana, hydro, pussy, ho, ass, titties)\n  Got the baddest hoes (Ass, titties)\n  Got the finest weed (Pussy, ho, ass, titties)\n  Everywhere I go (Marijuana, hydro, pussy, ho, ass, titties)\n\n  Quincy, where the weed at? You know I really need that\n  You know we go back, 'member when I had you smoking Blacks?\n  In the back when Top was gone now Top is back\n  That mean we in Juice garage, you know you my brethren, we superstars\n  Still mobbing the 7/11, fuck a car\n  Top Dawg, ya little fists ain't up to par\n  Got the baddest hoes, burn the finest kush\n  That means I'm a botanist slash gynecologist\n  Please hold your apologies for sleeping it was prophecy\n  I just need some time to have these demons climb up out of me\n  You know the ones that got me sipping these mickeys 'til I'm numb\n  Having your missis' tongue missing from her mouth, in around my nuts\n  Ring around the rosie, pocket full of dust bunnies\n  This hip hop ain't done none for me\n  Knew I was to be a star when I had a cubby\n  Watching Ferngully, now everything I puff fluffy and I'm so comfy\n  Watch the company I keep in case they come for me\n  All these bitches in your dreams drinking cum from me\n  This blue dream steam in the lungs of me, oh, buddy (Soul!)\n"},{"id":17687824,"name":"Druggy's Wit Hoes","trackName":"Druggy's Wit Hoes","artistName":"Schoolboy Q","albumName":"Setbacks (WEB)","duration":230.661224,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Got the baddest hoes\nGot the finest weed\nEverywhere I goes\nThey know who I be\nNow take a picture\nNow let me be\nLet me do me, let me be a fiend\nI'm shootin' up, everyday I'm tryna ball\nWith my little China doll, got my back like spinal cord\nThat pistol on me, yeah that .45\nNigga feelin' do or die, fuck tryna be unified\nShe over there\nWanna be over here\nSo I pull her hair, fuck her from the rear until she there\nHow are you?\nShit, I go by Q\nHeyyy hoooo, now what it do?\nGot a king size and it's built for 2\nI been meaning, to be leaning up in that pussy like promethazine and she took the semen my willy beamin'\nOn any given Sunday that pussy a runway she did it the fun way\nSmash it like, Ticante\nShe did me hombre no need for nombre\nWe screamin' olé and olé we scored no goalie, she's just a groupie\nAnd group-a, gave top like toupée, bum rushed that coochie\nHer pussy lukewarm like long lay, her head be Bombay\nLike gin and OJ, took a shot, and I won like gameday\nYes I'm the sensei, comprende?\nGot a ticket, one way\nOh you don't really see it that I'm gone?\nPass the baton, black\nReal rap, spit to the break of the dawn, nigga we all that\nWe all that, see that's the shit that we be on\nNigga this Black Hippy, nothing else\nBeat so bake I'm 'bout to melt\nAll my shit be prison felt, TDE we got the belt\nHold it down if nothing else\nSwear to god, on my life\nWhere it's at? Shit on sight\nDown to ride, fuck a bike\nIf I'm locked then fly a kite\nKeep a strap on like a dyke\nTDE we got the belt\nHold it down if nothing else\n\nQuincy where the weed at? You know I really need that\nYou know we go back, memba when I had you smokin' Blacks?\nIn the back when Top was gone now Top is back\nThat mean we in Juice garage\nYou know you my brethren, we superstars\nStill mobbin' the 7/11, fuck a car\nTop Dawg, ya little fists ain't up to par\nGot the baddest hoes, burn the finest kush\nThat means I'm a botanist slash gynecologist\nPlease hold your apologies for sleepin' it was prophecy\nI just need some time to have these demons climb up out of me\nYou know the ones that got me sippin' these mickeys till I'm numb\nHaving your Mrs' tongue missing from her mouth, in around my nuts\nRing around the rosie, pocket full of dust bunnies\nThis hip hop ain't done none for me\nKnew I was to be a star when I had a cubby, watching Ferngully\nNow everything I puff fluffy and I'm so comfy\nWatch the company I keep place they come for me\nAll these bitches in your dreams drinking cum from me\nThis blue dream steaming the lungs of me\nOh buddy\nSoul!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Druggy's Wit Hoes\n  artist: Schoolboy Q\n  album: Setbacks (WEB)\n  duration_ms: 230661\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Got the baddest hoes\n  Got the finest weed\n  Everywhere I goes\n  They know who I be\n  Now take a picture\n  Now let me be\n  Let me do me, let me be a fiend\n  I'm shootin' up, everyday I'm tryna ball\n  With my little China doll, got my back like spinal cord\n  That pistol on me, yeah that .45\n  Nigga feelin' do or die, fuck tryna be unified\n  She over there\n  Wanna be over here\n  So I pull her hair, fuck her from the rear until she there\n  How are you?\n  Shit, I go by Q\n  Heyyy hoooo, now what it do?\n  Got a king size and it's built for 2\n  I been meaning, to be leaning up in that pussy like promethazine and she took the semen my willy beamin'\n  On any given Sunday that pussy a runway she did it the fun way\n  Smash it like, Ticante\n  She did me hombre no need for nombre\n  We screamin' olé and olé we scored no goalie, she's just a groupie\n  And group-a, gave top like toupée, bum rushed that coochie\n  Her pussy lukewarm like long lay, her head be Bombay\n  Like gin and OJ, took a shot, and I won like gameday\n  Yes I'm the sensei, comprende?\n  Got a ticket, one way\n  Oh you don't really see it that I'm gone?\n  Pass the baton, black\n  Real rap, spit to the break of the dawn, nigga we all that\n  We all that, see that's the shit that we be on\n  Nigga this Black Hippy, nothing else\n  Beat so bake I'm 'bout to melt\n  All my shit be prison felt, TDE we got the belt\n  Hold it down if nothing else\n  Swear to god, on my life\n  Where it's at? Shit on sight\n  Down to ride, fuck a bike\n  If I'm locked then fly a kite\n  Keep a strap on like a dyke\n  TDE we got the belt\n  Hold it down if nothing else\n\n  Quincy where the weed at? You know I really need that\n  You know we go back, memba when I had you smokin' Blacks?\n  In the back when Top was gone now Top is back\n  That mean we in Juice garage\n  You know you my brethren, we superstars\n  Still mobbin' the 7/11, fuck a car\n  Top Dawg, ya little fists ain't up to par\n  Got the baddest hoes, burn the finest kush\n  That means I'm a botanist slash gynecologist\n  Please hold your apologies for sleepin' it was prophecy\n  I just need some time to have these demons climb up out of me\n  You know the ones that got me sippin' these mickeys till I'm numb\n  Having your Mrs' tongue missing from her mouth, in around my nuts\n  Ring around the rosie, pocket full of dust bunnies\n  This hip hop ain't done none for me\n  Knew I was to be a star when I had a cubby, watching Ferngully\n  Now everything I puff fluffy and I'm so comfy\n  Watch the company I keep place they come for me\n  All these bitches in your dreams drinking cum from me\n  This blue dream steaming the lungs of me\n  Oh buddy\n  Soul!\n"},{"id":4955832,"name":"Druggys Wit Hoes Again","trackName":"Druggys Wit Hoes Again","artistName":"Schoolboy Q","albumName":"Habits & Contradictions","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\nComin' down off a pill, see what next we on\nBad little bitch in the driver's seat\nFuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\nPuff on your own, shit, I puff alone\nWon't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\nMastermind, the bitch stole my dick\nStuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\nRetaliated, had to bust off quick\nUh, let me see, here's some orange juice\nYou like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\nTake a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\nLittle sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\nG Hippy, he gon' orgasm\nLeanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\nHmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\nYSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\nJust sold it out, then stack me out\nFuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\nOn the come up and the world can vouch\nBeen around the world, now my mommy house\nUh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\nYeah I fucked, of course\nHaving intercourse, I can fuck for life\nGuess I fucked her right\nShe keep talking like\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nSoulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\nLeaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\nBlue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\nBlack lip bastard, O.G. master\nOff of E, she climax faster\nSpread her legs like mayonnaise\nBeen had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\nI won't pass the weed\nBut I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\nI'm on Actavis\nThem niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\nHmm, ain't that some shit?\nShe suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\nI run shit, but I don't be on no field\nBust on hoes, don't need no clip\nNow, that's gangsta, bitch\nRolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\nI'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\nWe on y'all heels like anklets\nQ, tell these niggas what we on\nThrow a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\nShe unzipped these 501 jeans\nAfter that she told me\nShe told me...\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nAss, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\nOk! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\nHey Soul! (extra pills)\nNigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n2 for the 10? (extra pills)\nWell, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\nExtra pills! Extra pills!\nFuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\nUh, uh, I said extra pills!\nStill got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\nKnow who we be\nNow, take a picture\nNow, let me be, TDE\nGot them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\nSolo\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Druggys Wit Hoes Again\n  artist: Schoolboy Q\n  album: Habits & Contradictions\n  duration_ms: 219000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n  Comin' down off a pill, see what next we on\n  Bad little bitch in the driver's seat\n  Fuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\n  Puff on your own, shit, I puff alone\n  Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\n  Mastermind, the bitch stole my dick\n  Stuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\n  Retaliated, had to bust off quick\n  Uh, let me see, here's some orange juice\n  You like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\n  Take a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\n  Little sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\n  G Hippy, he gon' orgasm\n  Leanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\n  Hmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\n  YSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\n  Just sold it out, then stack me out\n  Fuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\n  On the come up and the world can vouch\n  Been around the world, now my mommy house\n  Uh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\n  Yeah I fucked, of course\n  Having intercourse, I can fuck for life\n  Guess I fucked her right\n  She keep talking like\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\n  Leaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\n  Blue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\n  Black lip bastard, O.G. master\n  Off of E, she climax faster\n  Spread her legs like mayonnaise\n  Been had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\n  I won't pass the weed\n  But I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\n  I'm on Actavis\n  Them niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\n  Hmm, ain't that some shit?\n  She suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\n  I run shit, but I don't be on no field\n  Bust on hoes, don't need no clip\n  Now, that's gangsta, bitch\n  Rolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\n  I'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\n  We on y'all heels like anklets\n  Q, tell these niggas what we on\n  Throw a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\n  She unzipped these 501 jeans\n  After that she told me\n  She told me...\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Ass, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\n  Ok! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n  2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\n  Hey Soul! (extra pills)\n  Nigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n  2 for the 10? (extra pills)\n  Well, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\n  Extra pills! Extra pills!\n  Fuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\n  Uh, uh, I said extra pills!\n  Still got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\n  Know who we be\n  Now, take a picture\n  Now, let me be, TDE\n  Got them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\n  Solo\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...\n"},{"id":27359201,"name":"Druggys Wit Hoes Again","trackName":"Druggys Wit Hoes Again","artistName":"ScHoolboy Q","albumName":"Habits & Contradictions","duration":236.56,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\nComin' down off a pill, see what next we on\nBad little bitch in the driver's seat\nFuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\nPuff on your own, shit, I puff alone\nWon't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\nMastermind, the bitch stole my dick\nStuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\nRetaliated, had to bust off quick\nUh, let me see, here's some orange juice\nYou like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\nTake a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\nLittle sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\nG Hippy, he gon' orgasm\nLeanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\nHmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\nYSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\nJust sold it out, then stack me out\nFuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\nOn the come up and the world can vouch\nBeen around the world, now my mommy house\nUh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\nYeah I fucked, of course\nHaving intercourse, I can fuck for life\nGuess I fucked her right\nShe keep talking like\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nSoulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\nLeaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\nBlue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\nBlack lip bastard, O.G. master\nOff of E, she climax faster\nSpread her legs like mayonnaise\nBeen had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\nI won't pass the weed\nBut I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\nI'm on Actavis\nThem niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\nHmm, ain't that some shit?\nShe suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\nI run shit, but I don't be on no field\nBust on hoes, don't need no clip\nNow, that's gangsta, bitch\nRolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\nI'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\nWe on y'all heels like anklets\nQ, tell these niggas what we on\nThrow a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\nShe unzipped these 501 jeans\nAfter that she told me\nShe told me...\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nAss, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\nOk! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\nHey Soul! (extra pills)\nNigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n2 for the 10? (extra pills)\nWell, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\nExtra pills! Extra pills!\nFuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\nUh, uh, I said extra pills!\nStill got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\nKnow who we be\nNow, take a picture\nNow, let me be, TDE\nGot them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\nSolo\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Druggys Wit Hoes Again\n  artist: ScHoolboy Q\n  album: Habits & Contradictions\n  duration_ms: 236560\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n  Comin' down off a pill, see what next we on\n  Bad little bitch in the driver's seat\n  Fuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\n  Puff on your own, shit, I puff alone\n  Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\n  Mastermind, the bitch stole my dick\n  Stuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\n  Retaliated, had to bust off quick\n  Uh, let me see, here's some orange juice\n  You like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\n  Take a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\n  Little sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\n  G Hippy, he gon' orgasm\n  Leanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\n  Hmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\n  YSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\n  Just sold it out, then stack me out\n  Fuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\n  On the come up and the world can vouch\n  Been around the world, now my mommy house\n  Uh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\n  Yeah I fucked, of course\n  Having intercourse, I can fuck for life\n  Guess I fucked her right\n  She keep talking like\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\n  Leaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\n  Blue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\n  Black lip bastard, O.G. master\n  Off of E, she climax faster\n  Spread her legs like mayonnaise\n  Been had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\n  I won't pass the weed\n  But I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\n  I'm on Actavis\n  Them niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\n  Hmm, ain't that some shit?\n  She suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\n  I run shit, but I don't be on no field\n  Bust on hoes, don't need no clip\n  Now, that's gangsta, bitch\n  Rolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\n  I'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\n  We on y'all heels like anklets\n  Q, tell these niggas what we on\n  Throw a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\n  She unzipped these 501 jeans\n  After that she told me\n  She told me...\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Ass, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\n  Ok! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n  2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\n  Hey Soul! (extra pills)\n  Nigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n  2 for the 10? (extra pills)\n  Well, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\n  Extra pills! Extra pills!\n  Fuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! 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Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\nTake a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\nLittle sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\nG Hippy, he gon' orgasm\nLeanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\nHmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\nYSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\nJust sold it out, then stack me out\nFuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\nOn the come up and the world can vouch\nBeen around the world, now my mommy house\nUh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\nYeah I fucked, of course\nHaving intercourse, I can fuck for life\nGuess I fucked her right\nShe keep talking like\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nSoulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\nLeaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\nBlue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\nBlack lip bastard, O.G. master\nOff of E, she climax faster\nSpread her legs like mayonnaise\nBeen had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\nI won't pass the weed\nBut I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\nI'm on Actavis\nThem niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\nHmm, ain't that some shit?\nShe suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\nI run shit, but I don't be on no field\nBust on hoes, don't need no clip\nNow, that's gangsta, bitch\nRolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\nI'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\nWe on y'all heels like anklets\nQ, tell these niggas what we on\nThrow a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\nShe unzipped these 501 jeans\nAfter that she told me\nShe told me...\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nAss, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\nOk! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\nHey Soul! (extra pills)\nNigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n2 for the 10? (extra pills)\nWell, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\nExtra pills! Extra pills!\nFuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\nUh, uh, I said extra pills!\nStill got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\nKnow who we be\nNow, take a picture\nNow, let me be, TDE\nGot them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\nSolo\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Druggys Wit Hoes Again\n  artist: Schoolboy Q\n  album: Habits & Contradictions (Amazon MP3 version is only 16 tracks)\n  duration_ms: 219000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n  Comin' down off a pill, see what next we on\n  Bad little bitch in the driver's seat\n  Fuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\n  Puff on your own, shit, I puff alone\n  Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\n  Mastermind, the bitch stole my dick\n  Stuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\n  Retaliated, had to bust off quick\n  Uh, let me see, here's some orange juice\n  You like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\n  Take a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\n  Little sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\n  G Hippy, he gon' orgasm\n  Leanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\n  Hmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\n  YSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\n  Just sold it out, then stack me out\n  Fuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\n  On the come up and the world can vouch\n  Been around the world, now my mommy house\n  Uh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\n  Yeah I fucked, of course\n  Having intercourse, I can fuck for life\n  Guess I fucked her right\n  She keep talking like\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\n  Leaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\n  Blue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\n  Black lip bastard, O.G. master\n  Off of E, she climax faster\n  Spread her legs like mayonnaise\n  Been had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\n  I won't pass the weed\n  But I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\n  I'm on Actavis\n  Them niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\n  Hmm, ain't that some shit?\n  She suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\n  I run shit, but I don't be on no field\n  Bust on hoes, don't need no clip\n  Now, that's gangsta, bitch\n  Rolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\n  I'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\n  We on y'all heels like anklets\n  Q, tell these niggas what we on\n  Throw a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\n  She unzipped these 501 jeans\n  After that she told me\n  She told me...\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Ass, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\n  Ok! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n  2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\n  Hey Soul! (extra pills)\n  Nigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n  2 for the 10? (extra pills)\n  Well, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\n  Extra pills! Extra pills!\n  Fuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\n  Uh, uh, I said extra pills!\n  Still got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\n  Know who we be\n  Now, take a picture\n  Now, let me be, TDE\n  Got them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\n  Solo\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...\n"},{"id":10268466,"name":"Druggys Wit Hoes","trackName":"Druggys Wit Hoes","artistName":"ScHoolboy Q feat. 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Shit on sight\nDown to ride, fuck a bike\nIf I'm locked then fly a kite\nKeep a strap on like a dyke\nTDE we got the belt\nHold it down if nothing else\n\nQuincy where the weed at? You know I really need that\nYou know we go back, memba when I had you smokin' Blacks?\nIn the back when Top was gone now Top is back\nThat mean we in Juice garage\nYou know you my brethren, we superstars\nStill mobbin' the 7/11, fuck a car\nTop Dawg, ya little fists ain't up to par\nGot the baddest hoes, burn the finest kush\nThat means I'm a botanist slash gynecologist\nPlease hold your apologies for sleepin' it was prophecy\nI just need some time to have these demons climb up out of me\nYou know the ones that got me sippin' these mickeys till I'm numb\nHaving your Mrs' tongue missing from her mouth, in around my nuts\nRing around the rosie, pocket full of dust bunnies\nThis hip hop ain't done none for me\nKnew I was to be a star when I had a cubby, watching Ferngully\nNow everything I puff fluffy and I'm so comfy\nWatch the company I keep place they come for me\nAll these bitches in your dreams drinking cum from me\nThis blue dream steaming the lungs of me\nOh buddy\nSoul!","syncedLyrics":"[00:25.49] Got the baddest hoes, got the finest weed\n[00:28.13] Everywhere I goes, they know who I be\n[00:31.92] Now take a picture, now let me be\n[00:34.67] Let me do me, let me be a fiend\n[00:38.43] I'm shooting up, everyday I'm tryna ball\n[00:41.13] With my little China doll, got my back like spinal cord\n[00:44.84] That pistol on me, yeah that .45\n[00:47.53] Nigga feeling do or die, fuck tryna be unified\n[00:51.19] She over there, wanna be over here\n[00:53.99] So I pull her hair, fuck her from the rear until she there\n[00:57.59] How are you? 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Got a ticket, one way\n[01:38.66] Oh, you don't really see it that I'm gone?\n[01:40.67] Pass the baton, black, peal rap, spit to the break of the dawn\n[01:44.27] Nigga we all that, we all that, see that's the shit that we be on\n[01:46.93] Nigga this Black Hippy, nothing else, beat so bake I'm 'bout to melt\n[01:50.70] All my shit be prison felt, TDE we got the belt\n[01:53.53] Hold it down if nothing else, swear to God, on my life\n[01:57.30] Where it's at? 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Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\nTake a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\nLittle sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\nG Hippy, he gon' orgasm\nLeanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\nHmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\nYSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\nJust sold it out, then stack me out\nFuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\nOn the come up and the world can vouch\nBeen around the world, now my mommy house\nUh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\nYeah I fucked, of course\nHaving intercourse, I can fuck for life\nGuess I fucked her right\nShe keep talking like\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nSoulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\nLeaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\nBlue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\nBlack lip bastard, O.G. master\nOff of E, she climax faster\nSpread her legs like mayonnaise\nBeen had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\nI won't pass the weed\nBut I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\nI'm on Actavis\nThem niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\nHmm, ain't that some shit?\nShe suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\nI run shit, but I don't be on no field\nBust on hoes, don't need no clip\nNow, that's gangsta, bitch\nRolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\nI'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\nWe on y'all heels like anklets\nQ, tell these niggas what we on\nThrow a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\nShe unzipped these 501 jeans\nAfter that she told me\nShe told me...\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nAss, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\nOk! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\nHey Soul! (extra pills)\nNigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n2 for the 10? (extra pills)\nWell, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\nExtra pills! Extra pills!\nFuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\nUh, uh, I said extra pills!\nStill got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\nknow who we be\nNow, take a picture\nNow, let me be, TDE\nGot them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\nSolo\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Druggys wit Hoes Again\n  artist: ScHoolboy Q, Ab-Soul\n  album: Habits & Contradictions\n  duration_ms: 219000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n  Comin' down off a pill, see what next we on\n  Bad little bitch in the driver's seat\n  Fuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\n  Puff on your own, shit, I puff alone\n  Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\n  Mastermind, the bitch stole my dick\n  Stuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\n  Retaliated, had to bust off quick\n  Uh, let me see, here's some orange juice\n  You like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\n  Take a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\n  Little sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\n  G Hippy, he gon' orgasm\n  Leanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\n  Hmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\n  YSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\n  Just sold it out, then stack me out\n  Fuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\n  On the come up and the world can vouch\n  Been around the world, now my mommy house\n  Uh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\n  Yeah I fucked, of course\n  Having intercourse, I can fuck for life\n  Guess I fucked her right\n  She keep talking like\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\n  Leaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\n  Blue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\n  Black lip bastard, O.G. master\n  Off of E, she climax faster\n  Spread her legs like mayonnaise\n  Been had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\n  I won't pass the weed\n  But I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\n  I'm on Actavis\n  Them niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\n  Hmm, ain't that some shit?\n  She suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\n  I run shit, but I don't be on no field\n  Bust on hoes, don't need no clip\n  Now, that's gangsta, bitch\n  Rolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\n  I'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\n  We on y'all heels like anklets\n  Q, tell these niggas what we on\n  Throw a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\n  She unzipped these 501 jeans\n  After that she told me\n  She told me...\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Ass, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\n  Ok! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n  2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\n  Hey Soul! (extra pills)\n  Nigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n  2 for the 10? (extra pills)\n  Well, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\n  Extra pills! Extra pills!\n  Fuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\n  Uh, uh, I said extra pills!\n  Still got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\n  know who we be\n  Now, take a picture\n  Now, let me be, TDE\n  Got them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\n  Solo\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...\n"},{"id":15886230,"name":"Druggys Wit Hoes feat. Ab Soul","trackName":"Druggys Wit Hoes feat. 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Shit on sight\nDown to ride, fuck a bike\nIf I'm locked then fly a kite\nKeep a strap on like a dyke\nTDE we got the belt\nHold it down if nothing else\n\nQuincy where the weed at? You know I really need that\nYou know we go back, memba when I had you smokin' Blacks?\nIn the back when Top was gone now Top is back\nThat mean we in Juice garage\nYou know you my brethren, we superstars\nStill mobbin' the 7/11, fuck a car\nTop Dawg, ya little fists ain't up to par\nGot the baddest hoes, burn the finest kush\nThat means I'm a botanist slash gynecologist\nPlease hold your apologies for sleepin' it was prophecy\nI just need some time to have these demons climb up out of me\nYou know the ones that got me sippin' these mickeys till I'm numb\nHaving your Mrs' tongue missing from her mouth, in around my nuts\nRing around the rosie, pocket full of dust bunnies\nThis hip hop ain't done none for me\nKnew I was to be a star when I had a cubby, watching Ferngully\nNow everything I puff fluffy and I'm so comfy\nWatch the company I keep place they come for me\nAll these bitches in your dreams drinking cum from me\nThis blue dream steaming the lungs of me\nOh buddy\nSoul!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Druggys Wit Hoes feat. 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Shit on sight\n  Down to ride, fuck a bike\n  If I'm locked then fly a kite\n  Keep a strap on like a dyke\n  TDE we got the belt\n  Hold it down if nothing else\n\n  Quincy where the weed at? 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You know I really need that\n  You know we go back, memba when I had you smokin' Blacks?\n  In the back when Top was gone now Top is back\n  That mean we in Juice garage\n  You know you my brethren, we superstars\n  Still mobbin' the 7/11, fuck a car\n  Top Dawg, ya little fists ain't up to par\n  Got the baddest hoes, burn the finest kush\n  That means I'm a botanist slash gynecologist\n  Please hold your apologies for sleepin' it was prophecy\n  I just need some time to have these demons climb up out of me\n  You know the ones that got me sippin' these mickeys till I'm numb\n  Having your Mrs' tongue missing from her mouth, in around my nuts\n  Ring around the rosie, pocket full of dust bunnies\n  This hip hop ain't done none for me\n  Knew I was to be a star when I had a cubby, watching Ferngully\n  Now everything I puff fluffy and I'm so comfy\n  Watch the company I keep place they come for me\n  All these bitches in your dreams drinking cum from me\n  This blue dream steaming the lungs of me\n  Oh buddy\n  Soul!\n"},{"id":34076008,"name":"Druggys Wit Hoes (Feat. 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Got a ticket, one way\n  Oh, you don't really see it that I'm gone?\n  Pass the baton, black, peal rap, spit to the break of the dawn\n  Nigga we all that, we all that, see that's the shit that we be on\n  Nigga this Black Hippy, nothing else, beat so bake I'm 'bout to melt\n  All my shit be prison felt, TDE we got the belt\n  Hold it down if nothing else, swear to God, on my life\n  Where it's at? 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You know I really need that\n  You know we go back, 'member when I had you smoking Blacks?\n  In the back when Top was gone now Top is back\n  That mean we in Juice garage, you know you my brethren, we superstars\n  Still mobbing the 7/11, fuck a car\n  Top Dawg, ya little fists ain't up to par\n  Got the baddest hoes, burn the finest kush\n  That means I'm a botanist slash gynecologist\n  Please hold your apologies for sleeping it was prophecy\n  I just need some time to have these demons climb up out of me\n  You know the ones that got me sipping these mickeys 'til I'm numb\n  Having your missis' tongue missing from her mouth, in around my nuts\n  Ring around the rosie, pocket full of dust bunnies\n  This hip hop ain't done none for me\n  Knew I was to be a star when I had a cubby\n  Watching Ferngully, now everything I puff fluffy and I'm so comfy\n  Watch the company I keep in case they come for me\n  All these bitches in your dreams drinking cum from me\n  This blue dream steam in the lungs of me, oh, buddy (Soul!)\n"},{"id":22591304,"name":"Druggys Wit Hoes Again (Featuring Ab-Soul)","trackName":"Druggys Wit Hoes Again (Featuring Ab-Soul)","artistName":"Schoolboy Q / Schoolboy Q","albumName":"Habits & Contradictions","duration":219.141224,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\nComin' down off a pill, see what next we on\nBad little bitch in the driver's seat\nFuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\nPuff on your own, shit, I puff alone\nWon't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\nMastermind, the bitch stole my dick\nStuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\nRetaliated, had to bust off quick\nUh, let me see, here's some orange juice\nYou like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\nTake a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\nLittle sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\nG Hippy, he gon' orgasm\nLeanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\nHmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\nYSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\nJust sold it out, then stack me out\nFuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\nOn the come up and the world can vouch\nBeen around the world, now my mommy house\nUh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\nYeah I fucked, of course\nHaving intercourse, I can fuck for life\nGuess I fucked her right\nShe keep talking like\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nSoulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\nLeaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\nBlue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\nBlack lip bastard, O.G. master\nOff of E, she climax faster\nSpread her legs like mayonnaise\nBeen had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\nI won't pass the weed\nBut I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\nI'm on Actavis\nThem niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\nHmm, ain't that some shit?\nShe suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\nI run shit, but I don't be on no field\nBust on hoes, don't need no clip\nNow, that's gangsta, bitch\nRolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\nI'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\nWe on y'all heels like anklets\nQ, tell these niggas what we on\nThrow a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\nShe unzipped these 501 jeans\nAfter that she told me\nShe told me...\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nAss, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\nOk! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\nHey Soul! (extra pills)\nNigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n2 for the 10? (extra pills)\nWell, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\nExtra pills! Extra pills!\nFuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\nUh, uh, I said extra pills!\nStill got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\nknow who we be\nNow, take a picture\nNow, let me be, TDE\nGot them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\nSolo\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Druggys Wit Hoes Again (Featuring Ab-Soul)\n  artist: Schoolboy Q / Schoolboy Q\n  album: Habits & Contradictions\n  duration_ms: 219141\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n  Comin' down off a pill, see what next we on\n  Bad little bitch in the driver's seat\n  Fuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\n  Puff on your own, shit, I puff alone\n  Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\n  Mastermind, the bitch stole my dick\n  Stuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\n  Retaliated, had to bust off quick\n  Uh, let me see, here's some orange juice\n  You like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\n  Take a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\n  Little sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\n  G Hippy, he gon' orgasm\n  Leanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\n  Hmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\n  YSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\n  Just sold it out, then stack me out\n  Fuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\n  On the come up and the world can vouch\n  Been around the world, now my mommy house\n  Uh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\n  Yeah I fucked, of course\n  Having intercourse, I can fuck for life\n  Guess I fucked her right\n  She keep talking like\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\n  Leaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\n  Blue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\n  Black lip bastard, O.G. master\n  Off of E, she climax faster\n  Spread her legs like mayonnaise\n  Been had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\n  I won't pass the weed\n  But I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\n  I'm on Actavis\n  Them niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\n  Hmm, ain't that some shit?\n  She suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\n  I run shit, but I don't be on no field\n  Bust on hoes, don't need no clip\n  Now, that's gangsta, bitch\n  Rolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\n  I'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\n  We on y'all heels like anklets\n  Q, tell these niggas what we on\n  Throw a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\n  She unzipped these 501 jeans\n  After that she told me\n  She told me...\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Ass, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\n  Ok! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n  2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\n  Hey Soul! (extra pills)\n  Nigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n  2 for the 10? (extra pills)\n  Well, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\n  Extra pills! Extra pills!\n  Fuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\n  Uh, uh, I said extra pills!\n  Still got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\n  know who we be\n  Now, take a picture\n  Now, let me be, TDE\n  Got them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\n  Solo\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...\n"},{"id":3680081,"name":"Druggys Wit Hoes Again","trackName":"Druggys Wit Hoes Again","artistName":"Schoolboy Q feat. Ab Soul","albumName":"Habits & Contradictions","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\nComin' down off a pill, see what next we on\nBad little bitch in the driver's seat\nFuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\nPuff on your own, shit, I puff alone\nWon't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\nMastermind, the bitch stole my dick\nStuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\nRetaliated, had to bust off quick\nUh, let me see, here's some orange juice\nYou like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\nTake a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\nLittle sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\nG Hippy, he gon' orgasm\nLeanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\nHmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\nYSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\nJust sold it out, then stack me out\nFuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\nOn the come up and the world can vouch\nBeen around the world, now my mommy house\nUh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\nYeah I fucked, of course\nHaving intercourse, I can fuck for life\nGuess I fucked her right\nShe keep talking like\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nSoulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\nLeaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\nBlue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\nBlack lip bastard, O.G. master\nOff of E, she climax faster\nSpread her legs like mayonnaise\nBeen had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\nI won't pass the weed\nBut I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\nI'm on Actavis\nThem niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\nHmm, ain't that some shit?\nShe suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\nI run shit, but I don't be on no field\nBust on hoes, don't need no clip\nNow, that's gangsta, bitch\nRolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\nI'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\nWe on y'all heels like anklets\nQ, tell these niggas what we on\nThrow a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\nShe unzipped these 501 jeans\nAfter that she told me\nShe told me...\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nAss, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\nOk! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\nHey Soul! (extra pills)\nNigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n2 for the 10? (extra pills)\nWell, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\nExtra pills! Extra pills!\nFuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\nUh, uh, I said extra pills!\nStill got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\nKnow who we be\nNow, take a picture\nNow, let me be, TDE\nGot them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\nSolo\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Druggys Wit Hoes Again\n  artist: Schoolboy Q feat. Ab Soul\n  album: Habits & Contradictions\n  duration_ms: 219000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n  Comin' down off a pill, see what next we on\n  Bad little bitch in the driver's seat\n  Fuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\n  Puff on your own, shit, I puff alone\n  Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\n  Mastermind, the bitch stole my dick\n  Stuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\n  Retaliated, had to bust off quick\n  Uh, let me see, here's some orange juice\n  You like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\n  Take a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\n  Little sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\n  G Hippy, he gon' orgasm\n  Leanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\n  Hmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\n  YSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\n  Just sold it out, then stack me out\n  Fuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\n  On the come up and the world can vouch\n  Been around the world, now my mommy house\n  Uh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\n  Yeah I fucked, of course\n  Having intercourse, I can fuck for life\n  Guess I fucked her right\n  She keep talking like\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\n  Leaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\n  Blue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\n  Black lip bastard, O.G. master\n  Off of E, she climax faster\n  Spread her legs like mayonnaise\n  Been had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\n  I won't pass the weed\n  But I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\n  I'm on Actavis\n  Them niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\n  Hmm, ain't that some shit?\n  She suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\n  I run shit, but I don't be on no field\n  Bust on hoes, don't need no clip\n  Now, that's gangsta, bitch\n  Rolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\n  I'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\n  We on y'all heels like anklets\n  Q, tell these niggas what we on\n  Throw a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\n  She unzipped these 501 jeans\n  After that she told me\n  She told me...\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Ass, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\n  Ok! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n  2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\n  Hey Soul! (extra pills)\n  Nigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n  2 for the 10? (extra pills)\n  Well, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\n  Extra pills! Extra pills!\n  Fuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\n  Uh, uh, I said extra pills!\n  Still got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\n  Know who we be\n  Now, take a picture\n  Now, let me be, TDE\n  Got them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\n  Solo\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...\n"},{"id":10259995,"name":"Druggys Wit Hoes Again","trackName":"Druggys Wit Hoes Again","artistName":"ScHoolboy Q feat. 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Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\nTake a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\nLittle sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\nG Hippy, he gon' orgasm\nLeanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\nHmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\nYSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\nJust sold it out, then stack me out\nFuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\nOn the come up and the world can vouch\nBeen around the world, now my mommy house\nUh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\nYeah I fucked, of course\nHaving intercourse, I can fuck for life\nGuess I fucked her right\nShe keep talking like\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nSoulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\nLeaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\nBlue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\nBlack lip bastard, O.G. master\nOff of E, she climax faster\nSpread her legs like mayonnaise\nBeen had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\nI won't pass the weed\nBut I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\nI'm on Actavis\nThem niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\nHmm, ain't that some shit?\nShe suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\nI run shit, but I don't be on no field\nBust on hoes, don't need no clip\nNow, that's gangsta, bitch\nRolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\nI'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\nWe on y'all heels like anklets\nQ, tell these niggas what we on\nThrow a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\nShe unzipped these 501 jeans\nAfter that she told me\nShe told me...\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nAss, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\nOk! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\nHey Soul! (extra pills)\nNigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n2 for the 10? (extra pills)\nWell, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\nExtra pills! Extra pills!\nFuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\nUh, uh, I said extra pills!\nStill got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\nknow who we be\nNow, take a picture\nNow, let me be, TDE\nGot them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\nSolo\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Druggys Wit Hoes Again\n  artist: ScHoolboy Q feat. 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Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\n  Take a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\n  Little sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\n  G Hippy, he gon' orgasm\n  Leanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\n  Hmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\n  YSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\n  Just sold it out, then stack me out\n  Fuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\n  On the come up and the world can vouch\n  Been around the world, now my mommy house\n  Uh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\n  Yeah I fucked, of course\n  Having intercourse, I can fuck for life\n  Guess I fucked her right\n  She keep talking like\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\n  Leaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\n  Blue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\n  Black lip bastard, O.G. master\n  Off of E, she climax faster\n  Spread her legs like mayonnaise\n  Been had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\n  I won't pass the weed\n  But I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\n  I'm on Actavis\n  Them niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\n  Hmm, ain't that some shit?\n  She suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\n  I run shit, but I don't be on no field\n  Bust on hoes, don't need no clip\n  Now, that's gangsta, bitch\n  Rolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\n  I'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\n  We on y'all heels like anklets\n  Q, tell these niggas what we on\n  Throw a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\n  She unzipped these 501 jeans\n  After that she told me\n  She told me...\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Ass, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\n  Ok! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n  2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\n  Hey Soul! (extra pills)\n  Nigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n  2 for the 10? (extra pills)\n  Well, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\n  Extra pills! 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Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\nTake a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\nLittle sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\nG Hippy, he gon' orgasm\nLeanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\nHmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\nYSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\nJust sold it out, then stack me out\nFuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\nOn the come up and the world can vouch\nBeen around the world, now my mommy house\nUh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\nYeah I fucked, of course\nHaving intercourse, I can fuck for life\nGuess I fucked her right\nShe keep talking like\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nSoulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\nLeaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\nBlue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\nBlack lip bastard, O.G. master\nOff of E, she climax faster\nSpread her legs like mayonnaise\nBeen had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\nI won't pass the weed\nBut I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\nI'm on Actavis\nThem niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\nHmm, ain't that some shit?\nShe suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\nI run shit, but I don't be on no field\nBust on hoes, don't need no clip\nNow, that's gangsta, bitch\nRolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\nI'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\nWe on y'all heels like anklets\nQ, tell these niggas what we on\nThrow a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\nShe unzipped these 501 jeans\nAfter that she told me\nShe told me...\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nAss, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\nOk! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\nHey Soul! (extra pills)\nNigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n2 for the 10? (extra pills)\nWell, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\nExtra pills! Extra pills!\nFuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\nUh, uh, I said extra pills!\nStill got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\nknow who we be\nNow, take a picture\nNow, let me be, TDE\nGot them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\nSolo\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Druggys Wit Hoes Again\n  artist: ScHoolboy Q feat. 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Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\n  Take a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\n  Little sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\n  G Hippy, he gon' orgasm\n  Leanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\n  Hmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\n  YSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\n  Just sold it out, then stack me out\n  Fuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\n  On the come up and the world can vouch\n  Been around the world, now my mommy house\n  Uh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\n  Yeah I fucked, of course\n  Having intercourse, I can fuck for life\n  Guess I fucked her right\n  She keep talking like\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\n  Leaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\n  Blue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\n  Black lip bastard, O.G. master\n  Off of E, she climax faster\n  Spread her legs like mayonnaise\n  Been had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\n  I won't pass the weed\n  But I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\n  I'm on Actavis\n  Them niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\n  Hmm, ain't that some shit?\n  She suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\n  I run shit, but I don't be on no field\n  Bust on hoes, don't need no clip\n  Now, that's gangsta, bitch\n  Rolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\n  I'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\n  We on y'all heels like anklets\n  Q, tell these niggas what we on\n  Throw a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\n  She unzipped these 501 jeans\n  After that she told me\n  She told me...\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Ass, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\n  Ok! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n  2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\n  Hey Soul! (extra pills)\n  Nigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n  2 for the 10? (extra pills)\n  Well, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\n  Extra pills! Extra pills!\n  Fuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! 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Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\nTake a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\nLittle sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\nG Hippy, he gon' orgasm\nLeanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\nHmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\nYSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\nJust sold it out, then stack me out\nFuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\nOn the come up and the world can vouch\nBeen around the world, now my mommy house\nUh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\nYeah I fucked, of course\nHaving intercourse, I can fuck for life\nGuess I fucked her right\nShe keep talking like\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n[Ab-Soul:]\nSolo ho (solo ho)\nSolo ho (solo ho)\nLeanin' like a motherfuckin' cholo, ho\nBlue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\nBlack lip bastard, O.G. master\nOff of E she climax faster\nSpread her legs like mayonnaise\nBeen had game since Sega Saturn (Soooul)\nI won't pass the weed, but I'll pass your bitch\nWould you relax a bit? I'm on activist\nThem niggas thought I had a laxative\nNow, ain't that some shit?\nHmm, ain't that some shit?\nShe suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\nI run shit, but I don't be on no field\nBust on hoes, don't need no clip\nNow, that's gangsta, bitch\nRollin' through the city with my gangsta bitch\nI'm a gangsta, bitch! (HiiiPower)\nWe on y'all heels like anklets\nQ, tell these niggas what we on\n[?] hallway, blowed all day, carry on\nShe unzipped these 501 jeans, after that she told me\nShe told me...\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nAss, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\nOk! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\nHey Soul! (extra pills)\nNigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n2 for the 10? (extra pills)\nWell, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\nExtra pills! Extra pills!\nFuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\nUh, uh, I said extra pills!\n\nStill got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still know who we be\nNow, take a picture\nNow, let me be, TDE\nGot them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\nSolo\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.98] [Featuring: Ab-Soul]\n[00:10.68] Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n[00:11.75] [ScHoolboy Q:]\n[00:12.24] Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n[00:13.79] Comin' down off a pill, see what next we on\n[00:14.94] Bad little bitch in the driver's seat\n[00:16.71] Fuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\n[00:18.40] Puff on your own, shit, I puff alone\n[00:20.15] Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\n[00:21.72] Mastermind, the bitch stole my dick\n[00:23.52] Stuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\n[00:25.34] Retaliated, had to bust off quick\n[00:27.28] Uh, let me see, here's some orange juice\n[00:29.74] You like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\n[00:32.08] Take a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\n[00:34.34] Little sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\n[00:37.44] G Hippy, he gon' orgasm\n[00:38.99] Leanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\n[00:40.89] Hmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\n[00:44.25] YSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\n[00:47.74] Just sold it out, then stack me out\n[00:49.21] Fuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\n[00:50.93] On the come up and the world can vouch\n[00:52.66] Been around the world, now my mommy house\n[00:54.55] Uh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\n[00:56.95] Yeah I fucked, of course\n[00:58.00] Having intercourse, I can fuck for life\n[00:59.56] Guess I fucked her right\n[01:00.40] She keep talking like\n[01:01.59] You nasty (you nasty)\n[01:03.96] You nasty (you nasty)\n[01:05.68] You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n[01:07.78] You know you nasty\n[01:09.62] Bet I got some weed\n[01:10.32] Bet I got yo bitch\n[01:11.98] Bet she on her knees\n[01:13.56] Bet she swallow dick\n[01:15.24] Bet she love my swag\n[01:17.06] Bet she leave yo ass\n[01:18.92] Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n[01:22.56] [Ab-Soul:]\n[01:23.88] Solo ho (solo ho)\n[01:24.36] Solo ho (solo ho)\n[01:24.75] Leanin' like a motherfuckin' cholo, ho\n[01:26.93] Blue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\n[01:28.84] Black lip bastard, O.G. master\n[01:30.60] Off of E she climax faster\n[01:32.38] Spread her legs like mayonnaise\n[01:34.14] Been had game since Sega Saturn (Soooul)\n[01:35.89] I won't pass the weed, but I'll pass your bitch\n[01:38.23] Would you relax a bit? I'm on activist\n[01:39.88] Them niggas thought I had a laxative\n[01:41.41] Now, ain't that some shit?\n[01:42.56] Hmm, ain't that some shit?\n[01:44.45] She suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\n[01:45.96] I run shit, but I don't be on no field\n[01:47.72] Bust on hoes, don't need no clip\n[01:49.35] Now, that's gangsta, bitch\n[01:51.13] Rollin' through the city with my gangsta bitch\n[01:52.52] I'm a gangsta, bitch! (HiiiPower)\n[01:54.74] We on y'all heels like anklets\n[01:56.10] Q, tell these niggas what we on\n[01:58.20] [?] hallway, blowed all day, carry on\n[01:59.71] She unzipped these 501 jeans, after that she told me\n[02:03.32] She told me...\n[02:04.83] You nasty (you nasty)\n[02:05.69] You nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\n[02:07.48] You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n[02:09.87] You know you nasty\n[02:11.45] Bet I got some weed\n[02:12.30] Bet I got yo bitch\n[02:13.63] Bet she on her knees\n[02:15.14] Bet she swallow dick\n[02:16.76] Bet she love my swag\n[02:18.59] Bet she leave yo ass\n[02:20.49] Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n[02:24.00] Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n[02:27.30] Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n[02:30.56] Ass, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\n[02:33.94] Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n[02:37.39] Ok! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n[02:40.59] 2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\n[02:44.13] Hey Soul! (extra pills)\n[02:45.80] Nigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n[02:47.56] 2 for the 10? (extra pills)\n[02:49.39] Well, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\n[02:51.07] Extra pills! Extra pills!\n[02:54.89] Fuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\n[02:58.04] Uh, uh, I said extra pills!\n[03:01.60] Still got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still know who we be\n[03:11.51] Now, take a picture\n[03:15.29] Now, let me be, TDE\n[03:18.41] Got them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\n[03:26.32] Solo\n[03:29.00] Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...\n[03:33.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Druggys Wit Hoes Again\n  artist: ScHoolboy Q Feat․ Ab-Soul\n  album: Habits & Contradictions\n  duration_ms: 219000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Featuring: Ab-Soul]'\n  start_ms: 7980\n  end_ms: 10680\n- text: Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n  start_ms: 10680\n  end_ms: 11750\n- text: '[ScHoolboy Q:]'\n  start_ms: 11750\n  end_ms: 12240\n- text: Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n  start_ms: 12240\n  end_ms: 13790\n- text: Comin' down off a pill, see what next we on\n  start_ms: 13790\n  end_ms: 14940\n- text: Bad little bitch in the driver's seat\n  start_ms: 14940\n  end_ms: 16710\n- text: Fuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\n  start_ms: 16710\n  end_ms: 18400\n- text: Puff on your own, shit, I puff alone\n  start_ms: 18400\n  end_ms: 20150\n- text: Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\n  start_ms: 20150\n  end_ms: 21720\n- text: Mastermind, the bitch stole my dick\n  start_ms: 21720\n  end_ms: 23520\n- text: Stuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\n  start_ms: 23520\n  end_ms: 25340\n- text: Retaliated, had to bust off quick\n  start_ms: 25340\n  end_ms: 27280\n- text: Uh, let me see, here's some orange juice\n  start_ms: 27280\n  end_ms: 29740\n- text: You like taking E? 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Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n  start_ms: 157390\n  end_ms: 160590\n- text: 2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\n  start_ms: 160590\n  end_ms: 164130\n- text: Hey Soul! (extra pills)\n  start_ms: 164130\n  end_ms: 165800\n- text: Nigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n  start_ms: 165800\n  end_ms: 167560\n- text: 2 for the 10? (extra pills)\n  start_ms: 167560\n  end_ms: 169390\n- text: Well, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\n  start_ms: 169390\n  end_ms: 171070\n- text: Extra pills! Extra pills!\n  start_ms: 171070\n  end_ms: 174890\n- text: Fuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\n  start_ms: 174890\n  end_ms: 178040\n- text: Uh, uh, I said extra pills!\n  start_ms: 178040\n  end_ms: 181600\n- text: Still got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still know who we be\n  start_ms: 181600\n  end_ms: 191510\n- text: Now, take a picture\n  start_ms: 191510\n  end_ms: 195290\n- text: Now, let me be, TDE\n  start_ms: 195290\n  end_ms: 198410\n- text: Got them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\n  start_ms: 198410\n  end_ms: 206320\n- text: Solo\n  start_ms: 206320\n  end_ms: 209000\n- text: Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...\n  start_ms: 209000\n  end_ms: 213630\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 213630\nplain: |-\n  [Featuring: Ab-Soul]\n\n  Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n\n  [ScHoolboy Q:]\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n  Comin' down off a pill, see what next we on\n  Bad little bitch in the driver's seat\n  Fuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\n  Puff on your own, shit, I puff alone\n  Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\n  Mastermind, the bitch stole my dick\n  Stuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\n  Retaliated, had to bust off quick\n  Uh, let me see, here's some orange juice\n  You like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\n  Take a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\n  Little sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\n  G Hippy, he gon' orgasm\n  Leanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\n  Hmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\n  YSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\n  Just sold it out, then stack me out\n  Fuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\n  On the come up and the world can vouch\n  Been around the world, now my mommy house\n  Uh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\n  Yeah I fucked, of course\n  Having intercourse, I can fuck for life\n  Guess I fucked her right\n  She keep talking like\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  [Ab-Soul:]\n  Solo ho (solo ho)\n  Solo ho (solo ho)\n  Leanin' like a motherfuckin' cholo, ho\n  Blue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\n  Black lip bastard, O.G. master\n  Off of E she climax faster\n  Spread her legs like mayonnaise\n  Been had game since Sega Saturn (Soooul)\n  I won't pass the weed, but I'll pass your bitch\n  Would you relax a bit? I'm on activist\n  Them niggas thought I had a laxative\n  Now, ain't that some shit?\n  Hmm, ain't that some shit?\n  She suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\n  I run shit, but I don't be on no field\n  Bust on hoes, don't need no clip\n  Now, that's gangsta, bitch\n  Rollin' through the city with my gangsta bitch\n  I'm a gangsta, bitch! (HiiiPower)\n  We on y'all heels like anklets\n  Q, tell these niggas what we on\n  [?] hallway, blowed all day, carry on\n  She unzipped these 501 jeans, after that she told me\n  She told me...\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Ass, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\n  Ok! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n  2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\n  Hey Soul! (extra pills)\n  Nigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n  2 for the 10? (extra pills)\n  Well, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\n  Extra pills! Extra pills!\n  Fuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\n  Uh, uh, I said extra pills!\n\n  Still got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still know who we be\n  Now, take a picture\n  Now, let me be, TDE\n  Got them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\n  Solo\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...\n"},{"id":40045646,"name":"Druggys Wit Hoes Again","trackName":"Druggys Wit Hoes Again","artistName":"ScHoolboy Q Ft. Ab-Soul","albumName":"Habits & Contradictions","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\nComin' down off a pill, see what next we on\nBad little bitch in the driver's seat\nFuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\nPuff on your own, shit, I puff alone\nWon't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\nMastermind, the bitch stole my dick\nStuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\nRetaliated, had to bust off quick\nUh, let me see, here's some orange juice\nYou like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\nTake a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\nLittle sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\nG Hippy, he gon' orgasm\nLeanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\nHmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\nYSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\nJust sold it out, then stack me out\nFuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\nOn the come up and the world can vouch\nBeen around the world, now my mommy house\nUh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\nYeah I fucked, of course\nHaving intercourse, I can fuck for life\nGuess I fucked her right\nShe keep talking like\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nSoulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\nLeaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\nBlue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\nBlack lip bastard, O.G. master\nOff of E, she climax faster\nSpread her legs like mayonnaise\nBeen had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\nI won't pass the weed\nBut I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\nI'm on Actavis\nThem niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\nHmm, ain't that some shit?\nShe suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\nI run shit, but I don't be on no field\nBust on hoes, don't need no clip\nNow, that's gangsta, bitch\nRolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\nI'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\nWe on y'all heels like anklets\nQ, tell these niggas what we on\nThrow a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\nShe unzipped these 501 jeans\nAfter that she told me\nShe told me...\n\nYou nasty (you nasty)\nYou nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\nYou nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\nYou know you nasty\n\nBet I got some weed\nBet I got yo bitch\nBet she on her knees\nBet she swallow dick\nBet she love my swag\nBet she leave yo ass\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\nAss, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\nMarijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\nOk! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\nHey Soul! (extra pills)\nNigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n2 for the 10? (extra pills)\nWell, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\nExtra pills! Extra pills!\nFuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\nUh, uh, I said extra pills!\nStill got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\nknow who we be\nNow, take a picture\nNow, let me be, TDE\nGot them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\nSolo\nComin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Druggys Wit Hoes Again\n  artist: ScHoolboy Q Ft. Ab-Soul\n  album: Habits & Contradictions\n  duration_ms: 219093\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again\n\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n  Comin' down off a pill, see what next we on\n  Bad little bitch in the driver's seat\n  Fuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me\n  Puff on your own, shit, I puff alone\n  Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch\n  Mastermind, the bitch stole my dick\n  Stuck me up, and didn't hit a lick\n  Retaliated, had to bust off quick\n  Uh, let me see, here's some orange juice\n  You like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks\n  Take a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh\n  Little sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing\n  G Hippy, he gon' orgasm\n  Leanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin'\n  Hmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell\n  YSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out!\n  Just sold it out, then stack me out\n  Fuck all that shit you be talkin' bout\n  On the come up and the world can vouch\n  Been around the world, now my mommy house\n  Uh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north\n  Yeah I fucked, of course\n  Having intercourse, I can fuck for life\n  Guess I fucked her right\n  She keep talking like\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho) Soulo Ho (Soulo Ho)\n  Leaning like a mothafuckin' cholo, ho\n  Blue chucks on, El Pollo Loc'\n  Black lip bastard, O.G. master\n  Off of E, she climax faster\n  Spread her legs like mayonnaise\n  Been had game since Sega Saturn (Soul)\n  I won't pass the weed\n  But I'll pass your bitch, would you relax a bit?\n  I'm on Actavis\n  Them niggas thought I had a laxative, now, ain't that some shit?\n  Hmm, ain't that some shit?\n  She suck dick, but she don't give me no lip\n  I run shit, but I don't be on no field\n  Bust on hoes, don't need no clip\n  Now, that's gangsta, bitch\n  Rolling through the city with my gangsta bitch\n  I'm a gangsta, bitch! HiiiPower\n  We on y'all heels like anklets\n  Q, tell these niggas what we on\n  Throw a ho away, blow an O a day, carry on\n  She unzipped these 501 jeans\n  After that she told me\n  She told me...\n\n  You nasty (you nasty)\n  You nasty (you nasty) SOUL!\n  You nasty (see Q you know you nasty)\n  You know you nasty\n\n  Bet I got some weed\n  Bet I got yo bitch\n  Bet she on her knees\n  Bet she swallow dick\n  Bet she love my swag\n  Bet she leave yo ass\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down\n\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Ass, titties, pussy ho, ass, titties\n  Marijuana, hydro, pussy ho, ass, titties\n\n  Ok! Extra pills, extra pills, I got extra pills\n  2 for the 10, nigga, extra pills, give your bitch some sex appeal\n  Hey Soul! (extra pills)\n  Nigga, what'chu want? (extra pills)\n  2 for the 10? (extra pills)\n  Well, fuck it then, nigga, give 'em extra pills!\n  Extra pills! Extra pills!\n  Fuck that, nigga! 2 for the 10, OD on a nigga! Extra pills!\n  Uh, uh, I said extra pills!\n  Still got the baddest hoes, still burn the finest weed, everywhere we go, they still\n  know who we be\n  Now, take a picture\n  Now, let me be, TDE\n  Got them hoes again, Q, Q, ay, ay, Q, got the weed again\n  Solo\n  Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down...\n"}]