[{"id":3928438,"name":"Bye Bye","trackName":"Bye Bye","artistName":"SEAN PRICE","albumName":"Monkey Barz","duration":221.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(V1 - Buckshot)\nWe started out... tight, on some white smiles\nUltrabright, it was worth the fight\nRemember you used to talk, on the boardwalk\nSigning our names in chalk, gave kisses in parks\nNow it's missing the spark, can't light the flame\nAin't quite the same, that's life in the game\nAin't really liking the fame, but I deal with it, on the low\nYou the only reason I'm still with it, I gotta blow\nSee a long time ago, I made the promise\nTo buy you diamonds to hold you down ma but to be honest\nI know I coulda called you more\nEven though my niggaz hustlin' in Baltimore\nI call you call, you call I call\nBut, I ain't callin no more, call a U-Haul\n'Cause you off\n\n(V2 - Sean Price)\nClit lickin'... big dick stickin'\nShorty rob all the stock outfit from Dick and\nI'll rip the fifth and\nI ain't playin' witcha paw\nLeave ya shit split and take a quick trip to Wichita\nBitches saw Sean on the TV screen\nSaid the nigga look good but he still seem mean\nBitches thinkin I'm a basket case\nYou can ask Yvette, shoulda bought the bitch a bassinet\nI'm giving you dick, I'm living in debt\nYou giving me lip, riffin' by the living room set\nMight smack off half of ya face\nType wild, quite foul, rip ya eyebrows with masking tape\nI don't care no more\nIke Turner with the .44 that'll lay her f'sho\n\n(Bridge)\nKeep walking, keep moving\nYou can fall, back bitch is not all that\n\n(V3 - Sean Price & Buckshot)\n(Sean Price)\nWe went from run, catch & kiss to some blunt passing shit\nNow I hunt that, front back, dump that & split\nStarted out cool. Betsy had pool\nDunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\nPardon me miss, I couldn't resist\nSlim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\nYou wanna see where'm from flip? shit\nYou wanna see rough dick?\n\n(Buckshot)\nFirst you said all you want is love & affection\nNow you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\nThe question that I have for you\nWhy you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\nSuppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\nFor a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\nSee, ain't no owning me\nYou off now, you can cross the street\n\n(Bridge x2)\nKeep walking, keep running\nThink you can shake us, another thing coming\nYou ain't really all that\nYou can fall back (fall back), now don't call back","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.07] (V1 - Buckshot)\n[00:10.15] We started out... tight, on some white smiles\n[00:24.28] Ultrabright, it was worth the fight\n[00:26.24] Remember you used to talk, on the boardwalk\n[00:29.22] Signing our names in chalk, gave kisses in parks\n[00:31.32] Now it's missing the spark, can't light the flame\n[00:34.38] Ain't quite the same, that's life in the game\n[00:37.37] Ain't really liking the fame, but I deal with it, on the low\n[00:40.35] You the only reason I'm still with it, I gotta blow\n[00:43.36] See a long time ago, I made the promise\n[00:45.45] To buy you diamonds to hold you down ma but to be honest\n[00:48.44] I know I coulda called you more\n[00:50.40] Even though my niggaz hustlin' in Baltimore\n[00:53.56] I call you call, you call I call\n[00:56.41] But, I ain't callin no more, call a U-Haul\n[00:58.47] 'Cause you off\n[01:00.43] (V2 - Sean Price)\n[01:01.48] Clit lickin'... big dick stickin'\n[01:06.61] Shorty rob all the stock outfit from Dick and\n[01:09.94] I'll rip the fifth and\n[01:12.02] I ain't playin' witcha paw\n[01:12.91] Leave ya shit split and take a quick trip to Wichita\n[01:16.06] Bitches saw Sean on the TV screen\n[01:18.26] Said the nigga look good but he still seem mean\n[01:20.26] Bitches thinkin I'm a basket case\n[01:22.31] You can ask Yvette, shoulda bought the bitch a bassinet\n[01:26.27] I'm giving you dick, I'm living in debt\n[01:29.32] You giving me lip, riffin' by the living room set\n[01:31.39] Might smack off half of ya face\n[01:33.33] Type wild, quite foul, rip ya eyebrows with masking tape\n[01:37.32] I don't care no more\n[01:39.47] Ike Turner with the .44 that'll lay her f'sho\n[01:42.59] (Bridge)\n[01:43.60] Keep walking, keep moving\n[01:45.71] You can fall, back bitch is not all that\n[01:46.82] (V3 - Sean Price & Buckshot)\n[01:47.82] (Sean Price)\n[01:48.80] We went from run, catch & kiss to some blunt passing shit\n[01:50.89] Now I hunt that, front back, dump that & split\n[01:52.96] Started out cool. Betsy had pool\n[01:56.16] Dunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\n[01:59.14] Pardon me miss, I couldn't resist\n[02:01.21] Slim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\n[02:04.37] You wanna see where'm from flip? shit\n[02:07.31] You wanna see rough dick?\n[02:09.32] (Buckshot)\n[02:10.34] First you said all you want is love & affection\n[02:12.44] Now you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\n[02:15.42] The question that I have for you\n[02:17.75] Why you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\n[02:20.78] Suppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\n[02:24.83] For a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\n[02:26.96] See, ain't no owning me\n[02:29.05] You off now, you can cross the street\n[02:31.09] (Bridge x2)\n[02:33.02] Keep walking, keep running\n[02:34.06] Think you can shake us, another thing coming\n[02:37.17] You ain't really all that\n[02:40.35] You can fall back (fall back), now don't call back\n[02:46.66] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Bye Bye\n artist: SEAN PRICE\n album: Monkey Barz\n duration_ms: 221000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (V1 - Buckshot)\n start_ms: 1070\n end_ms: 10150\n- text: We started out... tight, on some white smiles\n start_ms: 10150\n end_ms: 24280\n- text: Ultrabright, it was worth the fight\n start_ms: 24280\n end_ms: 26240\n- text: Remember you used to talk, on the boardwalk\n start_ms: 26240\n end_ms: 29220\n- text: Signing our names in chalk, gave kisses in parks\n start_ms: 29220\n end_ms: 31320\n- text: Now it's missing the spark, can't light the flame\n start_ms: 31320\n end_ms: 34380\n- text: Ain't quite the same, that's life in the game\n start_ms: 34380\n end_ms: 37370\n- text: Ain't really liking the fame, but I deal with it, on the low\n start_ms: 37370\n end_ms: 40350\n- text: You the only reason I'm still with it, I gotta blow\n start_ms: 40350\n end_ms: 43360\n- text: See a long time ago, I made the promise\n start_ms: 43360\n end_ms: 45450\n- text: To buy you diamonds to hold you down ma but to be honest\n start_ms: 45450\n end_ms: 48440\n- text: I know I coulda called you more\n start_ms: 48440\n end_ms: 50400\n- text: Even though my niggaz hustlin' in Baltimore\n start_ms: 50400\n end_ms: 53560\n- text: I call you call, you call I call\n start_ms: 53560\n end_ms: 56410\n- text: But, I ain't callin no more, call a U-Haul\n start_ms: 56410\n end_ms: 58470\n- text: '''Cause you off'\n start_ms: 58470\n end_ms: 60430\n- text: (V2 - Sean Price)\n start_ms: 60430\n end_ms: 61480\n- text: Clit lickin'... big dick stickin'\n start_ms: 61480\n end_ms: 66610\n- text: Shorty rob all the stock outfit from Dick and\n start_ms: 66610\n end_ms: 69940\n- text: I'll rip the fifth and\n start_ms: 69940\n end_ms: 72020\n- text: I ain't playin' witcha paw\n start_ms: 72020\n end_ms: 72910\n- text: Leave ya shit split and take a quick trip to Wichita\n start_ms: 72910\n end_ms: 76060\n- text: Bitches saw Sean on the TV screen\n start_ms: 76060\n end_ms: 78260\n- text: Said the nigga look good but he still seem mean\n start_ms: 78260\n end_ms: 80260\n- text: Bitches thinkin I'm a basket case\n start_ms: 80260\n end_ms: 82310\n- text: You can ask Yvette, shoulda bought the bitch a bassinet\n start_ms: 82310\n end_ms: 86270\n- text: I'm giving you dick, I'm living in debt\n start_ms: 86270\n end_ms: 89320\n- text: You giving me lip, riffin' by the living room set\n start_ms: 89320\n end_ms: 91390\n- text: Might smack off half of ya face\n start_ms: 91390\n end_ms: 93330\n- text: Type wild, quite foul, rip ya eyebrows with masking tape\n start_ms: 93330\n end_ms: 97320\n- text: I don't care no more\n start_ms: 97320\n end_ms: 99470\n- text: Ike Turner with the .44 that'll lay her f'sho\n start_ms: 99470\n end_ms: 102590\n- text: (Bridge)\n start_ms: 102590\n end_ms: 103600\n- text: Keep walking, keep moving\n start_ms: 103600\n end_ms: 105710\n- text: You can fall, back bitch is not all that\n start_ms: 105710\n end_ms: 106820\n- text: (V3 - Sean Price & Buckshot)\n start_ms: 106820\n end_ms: 107820\n- text: (Sean Price)\n start_ms: 107820\n end_ms: 108800\n- text: We went from run, catch & kiss to some blunt passing shit\n start_ms: 108800\n end_ms: 110890\n- text: Now I hunt that, front back, dump that & split\n start_ms: 110890\n end_ms: 112960\n- text: Started out cool. 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Betsy had pool\n Dunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\n Pardon me miss, I couldn't resist\n Slim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\n You wanna see where'm from flip? shit\n You wanna see rough dick?\n\n (Buckshot)\n First you said all you want is love & affection\n Now you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\n The question that I have for you\n Why you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\n Suppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\n For a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\n See, ain't no owning me\n You off now, you can cross the street\n\n (Bridge x2)\n Keep walking, keep running\n Think you can shake us, another thing coming\n You ain't really all that\n You can fall back (fall back), now don't call back\n"},{"id":26635827,"name":"Bye Bye (instrumental)","trackName":"Bye Bye (instrumental)","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Monkey Barz (instrumentals)","duration":126.772245,"instrumental":true,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":null,"syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Bye Bye (instrumental)\n artist: Sean Price\n album: Monkey Barz (instrumentals)\n duration_ms: 126772\n instrumental: true\nlines: []\n"},{"id":12471000,"name":"Bye Bye","trackName":"Bye Bye","artistName":"Sean Price, Buckshot","albumName":"Monkey Barz","duration":221.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(V1 - Buckshot)\nWe started out... tight, on some white smiles\nUltrabright, it was worth the fight\nRemember you used to talk, on the boardwalk\nSigning our names in chalk, gave kisses in parks\nNow it's missing the spark, can't light the flame\nAin't quite the same, that's life in the game\nAin't really liking the fame, but I deal with it, on the low\nYou the only reason I'm still with it, I gotta blow\nSee a long time ago, I made the promise\nTo buy you diamonds to hold you down ma but to be honest\nI know I coulda called you more\nEven though my niggaz hustlin' in Baltimore\nI call you call, you call I call\nBut, I ain't callin no more, call a U-Haul\n'cause you off\n\n(V2 - Sean Price)\nClit lickin'... big dick stickin'\nShorty rob all the stock outfit from Dick and\nI'll rip the fifth and\nI ain't playin' witcha paw\nLeave ya shit split and take a quick trip to Wichita\nBitches saw Sean on the TV screen\nSaid the nigga look good but he still seem mean\nBitches thinkin I'm a basket case\nYou can ask Yvette, shoulda bought the bitch a bassinet\nI'm giving you dick, I'm living in debt\nYou giving me lip, riffin' by the living room set\nMight smack off half of ya face\nType wild, quite foul, rip ya eyebrows with masking tape\nI don't care no more\nIke Turner with the .44 that'll lay her f'sho\n\n(bridge)\nKeep walking, keep moving\nYou can fall, back bitch is not all that\n\n(V3 - Sean Price & Buckshot)\n(Sean Price)\nWe went from run, catch & kiss to some blunt passing shit\nNow I hunt that, front back, dump that & split\nStarted out cool. Betsy had pool\nDunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\nPardon me miss, I couldn't resist\nSlim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\nYou wanna see where'm from flip? shit\nYou wanna see rough dick?\n\n(Buckshot)\nFirst you said all you want is love & affection\nNow you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\nThe question that I have for you\nWhy you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\nSuppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\nFor a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\nSee, ain't no owning me\nYou off now, you can cross the street\n\n(bridge x2)\nKeep walking, keep running\nThink you can shake us, another thing coming\nYou ain't really all that\nYou can fall back (fall back), now don't call back","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.07] (V1 - Buckshot)\n[00:10.15] We started out... tight, on some white smiles\n[00:24.28] Ultrabright, it was worth the fight\n[00:26.24] Remember you used to talk, on the boardwalk\n[00:29.22] Signing our names in chalk, gave kisses in parks\n[00:31.32] Now it's missing the spark, can't light the flame\n[00:34.38] Ain't quite the same, that's life in the game\n[00:37.37] Ain't really liking the fame, but I deal with it, on the low\n[00:40.35] You the only reason I'm still with it, I gotta blow\n[00:43.36] See a long time ago, I made the promise\n[00:45.45] To buy you diamonds to hold you down ma but to be honest\n[00:48.44] I know I coulda called you more\n[00:50.40] Even though my niggaz hustlin' in Baltimore\n[00:53.56] I call you call, you call I call\n[00:56.41] But, I ain't callin no more, call a U-Haul\n[00:58.47] 'cause you off\n[01:00.43] (V2 - Sean Price)\n[01:01.48] Clit lickin'... big dick stickin'\n[01:06.61] Shorty rob all the stock outfit from Dick and\n[01:09.94] I'll rip the fifth and\n[01:12.02] I ain't playin' witcha paw\n[01:12.91] Leave ya shit split and take a quick trip to Wichita\n[01:16.06] Bitches saw Sean on the TV screen\n[01:18.26] Said the nigga look good but he still seem mean\n[01:20.26] Bitches thinkin I'm a basket case\n[01:22.31] You can ask Yvette, shoulda bought the bitch a bassinet\n[01:26.27] I'm giving you dick, I'm living in debt\n[01:29.32] You giving me lip, riffin' by the living room set\n[01:31.39] Might smack off half of ya face\n[01:33.33] Type wild, quite foul, rip ya eyebrows with masking tape\n[01:37.32] I don't care no more\n[01:39.47] Ike Turner with the .44 that'll lay her f'sho\n[01:42.59] (bridge)\n[01:43.60] Keep walking, keep moving\n[01:45.71] You can fall, back bitch is not all that\n[01:46.82] (V3 - Sean Price & Buckshot)\n[01:47.82] (Sean Price)\n[01:48.80] We went from run, catch & kiss to some blunt passing shit\n[01:50.89] Now I hunt that, front back, dump that & split\n[01:52.96] Started out cool. Betsy had pool\n[01:56.16] Dunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\n[01:59.14] Pardon me miss, I couldn't resist\n[02:01.21] Slim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\n[02:04.37] You wanna see where'm from flip? shit\n[02:07.31] You wanna see rough dick?\n[02:09.32] (Buckshot)\n[02:10.34] First you said all you want is love & affection\n[02:12.44] Now you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\n[02:15.42] The question that I have for you\n[02:17.75] Why you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\n[02:20.78] Suppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\n[02:24.83] For a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\n[02:26.96] See, ain't no owning me\n[02:29.05] You off now, you can cross the street\n[02:31.09] (bridge x2)\n[02:33.02] Keep walking, keep running\n[02:34.06] Think you can shake us, another thing coming\n[02:37.17] You ain't really all that\n[02:40.35] You can fall back (fall back), now don't call back\n[02:46.66] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Bye Bye\n artist: Sean Price, Buckshot\n album: Monkey Barz\n duration_ms: 221000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (V1 - Buckshot)\n start_ms: 1070\n end_ms: 10150\n- text: We started out... tight, on some white smiles\n start_ms: 10150\n end_ms: 24280\n- text: Ultrabright, it was worth the fight\n start_ms: 24280\n end_ms: 26240\n- text: Remember you used to talk, on the boardwalk\n start_ms: 26240\n end_ms: 29220\n- text: Signing our names in chalk, gave kisses in parks\n start_ms: 29220\n end_ms: 31320\n- text: Now it's missing the spark, can't light the flame\n start_ms: 31320\n end_ms: 34380\n- text: Ain't quite the same, that's life in the game\n start_ms: 34380\n end_ms: 37370\n- text: Ain't really liking the fame, but I deal with it, on the low\n start_ms: 37370\n end_ms: 40350\n- text: You the only reason I'm still with it, I gotta blow\n start_ms: 40350\n end_ms: 43360\n- text: See a long time ago, I made the promise\n start_ms: 43360\n end_ms: 45450\n- text: To buy you diamonds to hold you down ma but to be honest\n start_ms: 45450\n end_ms: 48440\n- text: I know I coulda called you more\n start_ms: 48440\n end_ms: 50400\n- text: Even though my niggaz hustlin' in Baltimore\n start_ms: 50400\n end_ms: 53560\n- text: I call you call, you call I call\n start_ms: 53560\n end_ms: 56410\n- text: But, I ain't callin no more, call a U-Haul\n start_ms: 56410\n end_ms: 58470\n- text: '''cause you off'\n start_ms: 58470\n end_ms: 60430\n- text: (V2 - Sean Price)\n start_ms: 60430\n end_ms: 61480\n- text: Clit lickin'... big dick stickin'\n start_ms: 61480\n end_ms: 66610\n- text: Shorty rob all the stock outfit from Dick and\n start_ms: 66610\n end_ms: 69940\n- text: I'll rip the fifth and\n start_ms: 69940\n end_ms: 72020\n- text: I ain't playin' witcha paw\n start_ms: 72020\n end_ms: 72910\n- text: Leave ya shit split and take a quick trip to Wichita\n start_ms: 72910\n end_ms: 76060\n- text: Bitches saw Sean on the TV screen\n start_ms: 76060\n end_ms: 78260\n- text: Said the nigga look good but he still seem mean\n start_ms: 78260\n end_ms: 80260\n- text: Bitches thinkin I'm a basket case\n start_ms: 80260\n end_ms: 82310\n- text: You can ask Yvette, shoulda bought the bitch a bassinet\n start_ms: 82310\n end_ms: 86270\n- text: I'm giving you dick, I'm living in debt\n start_ms: 86270\n end_ms: 89320\n- text: You giving me lip, riffin' by the living room set\n start_ms: 89320\n end_ms: 91390\n- text: Might smack off half of ya face\n start_ms: 91390\n end_ms: 93330\n- text: Type wild, quite foul, rip ya eyebrows with masking tape\n start_ms: 93330\n end_ms: 97320\n- text: I don't care no more\n start_ms: 97320\n end_ms: 99470\n- text: Ike Turner with the .44 that'll lay her f'sho\n start_ms: 99470\n end_ms: 102590\n- text: (bridge)\n start_ms: 102590\n end_ms: 103600\n- text: Keep walking, keep moving\n start_ms: 103600\n end_ms: 105710\n- text: You can fall, back bitch is not all that\n start_ms: 105710\n end_ms: 106820\n- text: (V3 - Sean Price & Buckshot)\n start_ms: 106820\n end_ms: 107820\n- text: (Sean Price)\n start_ms: 107820\n end_ms: 108800\n- text: We went from run, catch & kiss to some blunt passing shit\n start_ms: 108800\n end_ms: 110890\n- text: Now I hunt that, front back, dump that & split\n start_ms: 110890\n end_ms: 112960\n- text: Started out cool. 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Betsy had pool\n[01:56.16] Dunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\n[01:59.14] Pardon me miss, I couldn't resist\n[02:01.21] Slim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\n[02:04.37] You wanna see where'm from flip? shit\n[02:07.31] You wanna see rough dick?\n[02:09.32] (Buckshot)\n[02:10.34] First you said all you want is love & affection\n[02:12.44] Now you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\n[02:15.42] The question that I have for you\n[02:17.75] Why you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\n[02:20.78] Suppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\n[02:24.83] For a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\n[02:26.96] See, ain't no owning me\n[02:29.05] You off now, you can cross the street\n[02:31.09] (Bridge x2)\n[02:33.02] Keep walking, keep running\n[02:34.06] Think you can shake us, another thing coming\n[02:37.17] You ain't really all that\n[02:40.35] You can fall back (fall back), now don't call back\n[02:46.66] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Bye Bye (feat. 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Betsy had pool\n[01:56.16] Dunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\n[01:59.14] Pardon me miss, I couldn't resist\n[02:01.21] Slim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\n[02:04.37] You wanna see where'm from flip? shit\n[02:07.31] You wanna see rough dick?\n[02:09.32] (Buckshot)\n[02:10.34] First you said all you want is love & affection\n[02:12.44] Now you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\n[02:15.42] The question that I have for you\n[02:17.75] Why you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\n[02:20.78] Suppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\n[02:24.83] For a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\n[02:26.96] See, ain't no owning me\n[02:29.05] You off now, you can cross the street\n[02:31.09] (Bridge x2)\n[02:33.02] Keep walking, keep running\n[02:34.06] Think you can shake us, another thing coming\n[02:37.17] You ain't really all that\n[02:40.35] You can fall back (fall back), now don't call back\n[02:46.66] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Bye Bye feat. 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Betsy had pool\n[01:56.16] Dunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\n[01:59.14] Pardon me miss, I couldn't resist\n[02:01.21] Slim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\n[02:04.37] You wanna see where'm from flip? shit\n[02:07.31] You wanna see rough dick?\n[02:09.32] (Buckshot)\n[02:10.34] First you said all you want is love & affection\n[02:12.44] Now you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\n[02:15.42] The question that I have for you\n[02:17.75] Why you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\n[02:20.78] Suppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\n[02:24.83] For a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\n[02:26.96] See, ain't no owning me\n[02:29.05] You off now, you can cross the street\n[02:31.09] (bridge x2)\n[02:33.02] Keep walking, keep running\n[02:34.06] Think you can shake us, another thing coming\n[02:37.17] You ain't really all that\n[02:40.35] You can fall back (fall back), now don't call back\n[02:46.66] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Bye Bye Ft. 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Betsy had pool\nDunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\nPardon me miss, I couldn't resist\nSlim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\nYou wanna see where'm from flip? shit\nYou wanna see rough dick?\n\n(Buckshot)\nFirst you said all you want is love & affection\nNow you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\nThe question that I have for you\nWhy you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\nSuppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\nFor a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\nSee, ain't no owning me\nYou off now, you can cross the street\n\n(Bridge x2)\nKeep walking, keep running\nThink you can shake us, another thing coming\nYou ain't really all that\nYou can fall back (fall back), now don't call back","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.07](V1 - Buckshot)\n[00:10.15]We started out... tight, on some white smiles\n[00:24.28]Ultrabright, it was worth the fight\n[00:26.24]Remember you used to talk, on the boardwalk\n[00:29.22]Signing our names in chalk, gave kisses in parks\n[00:31.32]Now it's missing the spark, can't light the flame\n[00:34.38]Ain't quite the same, that's life in the game\n[00:37.37]Ain't really liking the fame, but I deal with it, on the low\n[00:40.35]You the only reason I'm still with it, I gotta blow\n[00:43.36]See a long time ago, I made the promise\n[00:45.45]To buy you diamonds to hold you down ma but to be honest\n[00:48.44]I know I coulda called you more\n[00:50.40]Even though my niggaz hustlin' in Baltimore\n[00:53.56]I call you call, you call I call\n[00:56.41]But, I ain't callin no more, call a U-Haul\n[00:58.47]'Cause you off\n[01:00.43](V2 - Sean Price)\n[01:01.48]Clit lickin'... big dick stickin'\n[01:06.61]Shorty rob all the stock outfit from Dick and\n[01:09.94]I'll rip the fifth and\n[01:12.02]I ain't playin' witcha paw\n[01:12.91]Leave ya shit split and take a quick trip to Wichita\n[01:16.06]Bitches saw Sean on the TV screen\n[01:18.26]Said the nigga look good but he still seem mean\n[01:20.26]Bitches thinkin I'm a basket case\n[01:22.31]You can ask Yvette, shoulda bought the bitch a bassinet\n[01:26.27]I'm giving you dick, I'm living in debt\n[01:29.32]You giving me lip, riffin' by the living room set\n[01:31.39]Might smack off half of ya face\n[01:33.33]Type wild, quite foul, rip ya eyebrows with masking tape\n[01:37.32]I don't care no more\n[01:39.47]Ike Turner with the .44 that'll lay her f'sho\n[01:42.59](Bridge)\n[01:43.60]Keep walking, keep moving\n[01:45.71]You can fall, back bitch is not all that\n[01:46.82](V3 - Sean Price & Buckshot)\n[01:47.82](Sean Price)\n[01:48.80]We went from run, catch & kiss to some blunt passing shit\n[01:50.89]Now I hunt that, front back, dump that & split\n[01:52.96]Started out cool. Betsy had pool\n[01:56.16]Dunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\n[01:59.14]Pardon me miss, I couldn't resist\n[02:01.21]Slim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\n[02:04.37]You wanna see where'm from flip? shit\n[02:07.31]You wanna see rough dick?\n[02:09.32](Buckshot)\n[02:10.34]First you said all you want is love & affection\n[02:12.44]Now you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\n[02:15.42]The question that I have for you\n[02:17.75]Why you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\n[02:20.78]Suppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\n[02:24.83]For a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\n[02:26.96]See, ain't no owning me\n[02:29.05]You off now, you can cross the street\n[02:31.09](Bridge x2)\n[02:33.02]Keep walking, keep running\n[02:34.06]Think you can shake us, another thing coming\n[02:37.17]You ain't really all that\n[02:40.35]You can fall back (fall back), now don't call back\n[02:46.66]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Bye Bye feat. 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Betsy had pool\nDunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\nPardon me miss, I couldn't resist\nSlim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\nYou wanna see where'm from flip? shit\nYou wanna see rough dick?\n\n(Buckshot)\nFirst you said all you want is love & affection\nNow you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\nThe question that I have for you\nWhy you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\nSuppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\nFor a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\nSee, ain't no owning me\nYou off now, you can cross the street\n\n(Bridge x2)\nKeep walking, keep running\nThink you can shake us, another thing coming\nYou ain't really all that\nYou can fall back (fall back), now don't call back","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.07] (V1 - Buckshot)\n[00:10.15] We started out... tight, on some white smiles\n[00:24.28] Ultrabright, it was worth the fight\n[00:26.24] Remember you used to talk, on the boardwalk\n[00:29.22] Signing our names in chalk, gave kisses in parks\n[00:31.32] Now it's missing the spark, can't light the flame\n[00:34.38] Ain't quite the same, that's life in the game\n[00:37.37] Ain't really liking the fame, but I deal with it, on the low\n[00:40.35] You the only reason I'm still with it, I gotta blow\n[00:43.36] See a long time ago, I made the promise\n[00:45.45] To buy you diamonds to hold you down ma but to be honest\n[00:48.44] I know I coulda called you more\n[00:50.40] Even though my niggaz hustlin' in Baltimore\n[00:53.56] I call you call, you call I call\n[00:56.41] But, I ain't callin no more, call a U-Haul\n[00:58.47] 'Cause you off\n[01:00.43] (V2 - Sean Price)\n[01:01.48] Clit lickin'... big dick stickin'\n[01:06.61] Shorty rob all the stock outfit from Dick and\n[01:09.94] I'll rip the fifth and\n[01:12.02] I ain't playin' witcha paw\n[01:12.91] Leave ya shit split and take a quick trip to Wichita\n[01:16.06] Bitches saw Sean on the TV screen\n[01:18.26] Said the nigga look good but he still seem mean\n[01:20.26] Bitches thinkin I'm a basket case\n[01:22.31] You can ask Yvette, shoulda bought the bitch a bassinet\n[01:26.27] I'm giving you dick, I'm living in debt\n[01:29.32] You giving me lip, riffin' by the living room set\n[01:31.39] Might smack off half of ya face\n[01:33.33] Type wild, quite foul, rip ya eyebrows with masking tape\n[01:37.32] I don't care no more\n[01:39.47] Ike Turner with the .44 that'll lay her f'sho\n[01:42.59] (Bridge)\n[01:43.60] Keep walking, keep moving\n[01:45.71] You can fall, back bitch is not all that\n[01:46.82] (V3 - Sean Price & Buckshot)\n[01:47.82] (Sean Price)\n[01:48.80] We went from run, catch & kiss to some blunt passing shit\n[01:50.89] Now I hunt that, front back, dump that & split\n[01:52.96] Started out cool. Betsy had pool\n[01:56.16] Dunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\n[01:59.14] Pardon me miss, I couldn't resist\n[02:01.21] Slim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\n[02:04.37] You wanna see where'm from flip? shit\n[02:07.31] You wanna see rough dick?\n[02:09.32] (Buckshot)\n[02:10.34] First you said all you want is love & affection\n[02:12.44] Now you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\n[02:15.42] The question that I have for you\n[02:17.75] Why you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\n[02:20.78] Suppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\n[02:24.83] For a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\n[02:26.96] See, ain't no owning me\n[02:29.05] You off now, you can cross the street\n[02:31.09] (Bridge x2)\n[02:33.02] Keep walking, keep running\n[02:34.06] Think you can shake us, another thing coming\n[02:37.17] You ain't really all that\n[02:40.35] You can fall back (fall back), now don't call back\n[02:46.66] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Bye Bye\n artist: Sean Price feat. 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Betsy had pool\n[01:56.16] Dunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\n[01:59.14] Pardon me miss, I couldn't resist\n[02:01.21] Slim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\n[02:04.37] You wanna see where'm from flip? shit\n[02:07.31] You wanna see rough dick?\n[02:09.32] (Buckshot)\n[02:10.34] First you said all you want is love & affection\n[02:12.44] Now you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\n[02:15.42] The question that I have for you\n[02:17.75] Why you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\n[02:20.78] Suppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\n[02:24.83] For a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\n[02:26.96] See, ain't no owning me\n[02:29.05] You off now, you can cross the street\n[02:31.09] (bridge x2)\n[02:33.02] Keep walking, keep running\n[02:34.06] Think you can shake us, another thing coming\n[02:37.17] You ain't really all that\n[02:40.35] You can fall back (fall back), now don't call back\n[02:46.66] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Bye Bye\n artist: Sean Price ft. 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Betsy had pool\n start_ms: 112960\n end_ms: 116160\n- text: Dunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\n start_ms: 116160\n end_ms: 119140\n- text: Pardon me miss, I couldn't resist\n start_ms: 119140\n end_ms: 121210\n- text: Slim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\n start_ms: 121210\n end_ms: 124370\n- text: You wanna see where'm from flip? shit\n start_ms: 124370\n end_ms: 127310\n- text: You wanna see rough dick?\n start_ms: 127310\n end_ms: 129320\n- text: (Buckshot)\n start_ms: 129320\n end_ms: 130340\n- text: First you said all you want is love & affection\n start_ms: 130340\n end_ms: 132440\n- text: Now you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\n start_ms: 132440\n end_ms: 135420\n- text: The question that I have for you\n start_ms: 135420\n end_ms: 137750\n- text: Why you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\n start_ms: 137750\n end_ms: 140780\n- text: Suppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\n start_ms: 140780\n end_ms: 144830\n- text: For a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\n start_ms: 144830\n end_ms: 146960\n- text: See, ain't no owning me\n start_ms: 146960\n end_ms: 149050\n- text: You off now, you can cross the street\n start_ms: 149050\n end_ms: 151090\n- text: (bridge x2)\n start_ms: 151090\n end_ms: 153020\n- text: Keep walking, keep running\n start_ms: 153020\n end_ms: 154060\n- text: Think you can shake us, another thing coming\n start_ms: 154060\n end_ms: 157170\n- text: You ain't really all that\n start_ms: 157170\n end_ms: 160350\n- text: You can fall back (fall back), now don't call back\n start_ms: 160350\n end_ms: 166660\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 166660\nplain: |-\n (V1 - Buckshot)\n We started out... tight, on some white smiles\n Ultrabright, it was worth the fight\n Remember you used to talk, on the boardwalk\n Signing our names in chalk, gave kisses in parks\n Now it's missing the spark, can't light the flame\n Ain't quite the same, that's life in the game\n Ain't really liking the fame, but I deal with it, on the low\n You the only reason I'm still with it, I gotta blow\n See a long time ago, I made the promise\n To buy you diamonds to hold you down ma but to be honest\n I know I coulda called you more\n Even though my niggaz hustlin' in Baltimore\n I call you call, you call I call\n But, I ain't callin no more, call a U-Haul\n 'cause you off\n\n (V2 - Sean Price)\n Clit lickin'... big dick stickin'\n Shorty rob all the stock outfit from Dick and\n I'll rip the fifth and\n I ain't playin' witcha paw\n Leave ya shit split and take a quick trip to Wichita\n Bitches saw Sean on the TV screen\n Said the nigga look good but he still seem mean\n Bitches thinkin I'm a basket case\n You can ask Yvette, shoulda bought the bitch a bassinet\n I'm giving you dick, I'm living in debt\n You giving me lip, riffin' by the living room set\n Might smack off half of ya face\n Type wild, quite foul, rip ya eyebrows with masking tape\n I don't care no more\n Ike Turner with the .44 that'll lay her f'sho\n\n (bridge)\n Keep walking, keep moving\n You can fall, back bitch is not all that\n\n (V3 - Sean Price & Buckshot)\n (Sean Price)\n We went from run, catch & kiss to some blunt passing shit\n Now I hunt that, front back, dump that & split\n Started out cool. Betsy had pool\n Dunks in the water get ya, trunks off my daughter\n Pardon me miss, I couldn't resist\n Slim waist, fat ass and them C-cup tits\n You wanna see where'm from flip? shit\n You wanna see rough dick?\n\n (Buckshot)\n First you said all you want is love & affection\n Now you wanna show thug a lil' respect when\n The question that I have for you\n Why you love the dude that have to do, lemme ask you\n Suppose I was in the back of that Rolls & my lap wasn't rose\n For a chick named Rose & I really was supposed.\n See, ain't no owning me\n You off now, you can cross the street\n\n (bridge x2)\n Keep walking, keep running\n Think you can shake us, another thing coming\n You ain't really all that\n You can fall back (fall back), now don't call back\n"},{"id":2713686,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Monkey Barz","duration":194.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Boom Bye Yeah\n artist: Sean Price\n album: Monkey Barz\n duration_ms: 194000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Intro]\n Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n [5 Ft.]\n Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n Sean P! Sean P!\n Blast these niggaz son!\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n Elroy, what up, yo yo\n Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can say what you want, just spell my\n First name Sean, last name Price\n Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n Sean Price, always broker than most\n That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":33258110,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Monkey Barz (Instrumentals)","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Boom Bye Yeah\n artist: Sean Price\n album: Monkey Barz (Instrumentals)\n duration_ms: 196000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Intro]\n Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n [5 Ft.]\n Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n Sean P! Sean P!\n Blast these niggaz son!\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n Elroy, what up, yo yo\n Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can say what you want, just spell my\n First name Sean, last name Price\n Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n Sean Price, always broker than most\n That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":31914020,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"The Next Spit, Volume 4","duration":56.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Boom Bye Yeah\n artist: Sean Price\n album: The Next Spit, Volume 4\n duration_ms: 56000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Intro]\n Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n [5 Ft.]\n Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n Sean P! Sean P!\n Blast these niggaz son!\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n Elroy, what up, yo yo\n Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can say what you want, just spell my\n First name Sean, last name Price\n Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n Sean Price, always broker than most\n That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":22312314,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Gorilla","duration":193.666667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Boom Bye Yeah\n artist: Sean Price\n album: Gorilla\n duration_ms: 193667\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Intro]\n Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n [5 Ft.]\n Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n Sean P! Sean P!\n Blast these niggaz son!\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n Elroy, what up, yo yo\n Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can say what you want, just spell my\n First name Sean, last name Price\n Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n Sean Price, always broker than most\n That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":37304542,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Monkey Bars","duration":194.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Boom Bye Yeah\n artist: Sean Price\n album: Monkey Bars\n duration_ms: 193724\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Intro]\n Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n [5 Ft.]\n Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n Sean P! Sean P!\n Blast these niggaz son!\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n Elroy, what up, yo yo\n Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can say what you want, just spell my\n First name Sean, last name Price\n Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n Sean Price, always broker than most\n That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":34137520,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Triple Threat","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Boom Bye Yeah\n artist: Sean Price\n album: Triple Threat\n duration_ms: 186000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Intro]\n Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n [5 Ft.]\n Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n Sean P! Sean P!\n Blast these niggaz son!\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n Elroy, what up, yo yo\n Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can say what you want, just spell my\n First name Sean, last name Price\n Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n Sean Price, always broker than most\n That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":29041261,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Saints Row The Third - KRhyme FM 95.4","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Boom Bye Yeah\n artist: Sean Price\n album: Saints Row The Third - KRhyme FM 95.4\n duration_ms: 186000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Intro]\n Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n [5 Ft.]\n Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n Sean P! Sean P!\n Blast these niggaz son!\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n Elroy, what up, yo yo\n Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can say what you want, just spell my\n First name Sean, last name Price\n Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n Sean Price, always broker than most\n That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":39379071,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Monkey Barz","duration":185.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Boom Bye Yeah\n artist: Sean Price\n album: Monkey Barz\n duration_ms: 184899\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [Intro]\n Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n [5 Ft.]\n Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n Sean P! Sean P!\n Blast these niggaz son!\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n Elroy, what up, yo yo\n Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n [Sean Price]\n You can say what you want, just spell my\n First name Sean, last name Price\n Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n Sean Price, always broker than most\n That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":19744443,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah [Explicit]","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah [Explicit]","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Monkey Barz","duration":193.985306,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Shut the fuck up and record the shit man\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom bye yeah nigga let's go\n\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\n\nI step in the ring, weighing an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\n\nYou can say what you want, just spell my name right\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.00] Shut the fuck up and record the shit man\n[00:02.54] Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n[00:05.00] Boom bye yeah nigga let's go\n[00:08.02] Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n[00:11.73] Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n[00:17.34] Sean P! Sean P!\n[00:22.94] Blast these niggaz son!\n[00:24.01] You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n[00:25.96] Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n[00:29.78] Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n[00:32.26] Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n[00:34.99] Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n[00:37.48] Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n[00:40.05] Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n[00:42.58] I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n[00:45.84] Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n[00:47.82] Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n[00:50.32] Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n[00:52.88] Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n[00:55.67] Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n[00:57.74] Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n[01:00.26] Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n[01:04.15] Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n[01:06.14] Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n[01:08.51] Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n[01:11.36] Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n[01:13.81] First name Sean, last name Price\n[01:15.97] I step in the ring, weighing an even two hundred\n[01:18.33] Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n[01:21.48] So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n[01:23.81] Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n[01:25.74] Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n[01:28.62] And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n[01:32.31] Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n[01:34.06] Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n[01:36.76] Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n[01:39.15] Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n[01:42.01] Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n[01:43.97] I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n[01:46.42] Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n[01:49.19] You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n[01:51.93] Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n[01:54.72] Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n[01:57.17] Elroy, what up, yo yo\n[01:59.69] Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n[02:01.90] First name Sean, last name Price\n[02:04.11] You can say what you want, just spell my name right\n[02:07.42] First name Sean, last name Price\n[02:09.92] Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n[02:11.80] Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n[02:15.40] Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n[02:17.36] I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n[02:19.86] I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n[02:22.44] Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n[02:24.82] Sean Price, always broker than most\n[02:27.37] That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n[02:30.62] Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n[02:32.62] Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n[02:34.94] Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n[02:37.95] I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n[03:12.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Boom Bye Yeah [Explicit]\n artist: Sean Price\n album: Monkey Barz\n duration_ms: 193985\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Shut the fuck up and record the shit man\n start_ms: 0\n end_ms: 2540\n- text: Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n start_ms: 2540\n end_ms: 5000\n- text: Boom bye yeah nigga let's go\n start_ms: 5000\n end_ms: 8020\n- text: Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n start_ms: 8020\n end_ms: 11730\n- text: Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n start_ms: 11730\n end_ms: 17340\n- text: Sean P! 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Sean P!\n Blast these niggaz son!\n\n You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n\n Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n\n Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n\n Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n First name Sean, last name Price\n\n I step in the ring, weighing an even two hundred\n Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n\n Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n\n Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n Elroy, what up, yo yo\n Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n First name Sean, last name Price\n\n You can say what you want, just spell my name right\n First name Sean, last name Price\n Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n\n Sean Price, always broker than most\n That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"}]