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I got ideas, they don't wanna listen\n  All you gotta do is pay tithes and pay attention\n  I wanna thank God, for this permission, with this intention\n"},{"id":18697751,"name":"Party Heart","trackName":"Party Heart","artistName":"Stalley; Rick Ross; 2 Chainz","albumName":"Savage Journey to the American Dream","duration":269.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The music gets into my party heart\nNow I'm just ready to go right before the party start\nGirl I'm not gon' break your party heart\nGirl I'm just letting you know because we bout to party hard\nI hope you ready to go\nOutside slamming Chevy doors, Chevy doors, Chevy door\n\nRims tall as John Salley though, Salley though, Salley though\nGold chains, mainly Figaro, Figaro, Figaro, and one of them Rolex links\nMister T necklace, Slick Rick rings, diamonds dancing through the night\nPregamed all day, waiting for the night\nI'm on the tree, she on ketel 1 and Sprite\nTold her take it light cause later on gon' be tight\n6-4 low rider solid gold pipes, stars and the stripes\nSpangled Banner cameras and the lights, stars out tonight\nRed carpet life, standing on them couches, blowing clouds at bouncers\nSpilling champagne on my trousers, it's a party all around us\nMe and LeBron got the same whips\nMe and Dwyane on the same strip\n\nMe and Wiz burn the same piff\nMe and Stalley need the same pick\nMe and Meek bone the same chicks\nMe and Wale rock the same kicks\nContract like I play for the Knicks\nMy crib look like I'm still playing with bricks\nMy Chevrolet shines like a marble floor\nBaby keep it raw, have you modeled before?\nFontaine Bleau, Club Liv, gold bottles galore\nWe can party hard in exclusive couture\n\nStarting at your toes and I'm travelling north\nDown south boy, diabolical boss\nHermes belt, spent a G for it\nThe G5 ready for a D-boy\nYou know I like to party hard, hard, hard\nUse a Glock for my bodygurad, guard, guard\nThrow it to my dogs, now it's far-fetched\n\nI be on the block with Ron like Ar-test\n\nNiggas saying that they 'bout it but I'm 'bout this caper\nDamn near got carpel tunnel trying to count this paper\nMet a girl named Jamaica but she from Decatur\nGot a brother with the work, trying to get my cake up\nHad a crib with the lake when I was 24\nBought rims for the car off of (?)\nNiggas round the city, they have been exposed\nIf you really getting money then it's really dough\nI'm on the phone with a bitch that say she wanna smoke\nClick on the other line, this bitch say she really broke\nMan what gives? 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I got ideas, they don't wanna listen\nAll you gotta do is pay tithes and pay attention\nI wanna thank God, for this permission, with this intention","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 18 Rick Ross - Party Heart (Feat. Stalley & 2 Chainz) [Prod. By Chuck Inglish]\n  artist: Rick Ross\n  album: Rich Forever\n  duration_ms: 268000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The music gets into my party heart\n  Now I'm just ready to go right before the party start\n  Girl I'm not gon' break your party heart\n  Girl I'm just letting you know because we bout to party hard\n  I hope you ready to go\n  Outside slamming Chevy doors, Chevy doors, Chevy door\n\n  Rims tall as John Salley though, Salley though, Salley though\n  Gold chains, mainly Figaro, Figaro, Figaro, and one of them Rolex links\n  Mister T necklace, Slick Rick rings, diamonds dancing through the night\n  Pregamed all day, waiting for the night\n  I'm on the tree, she on ketel 1 and Sprite\n  Told her take it light cause later on gon' be tight\n  6-4 low rider solid gold pipes, stars and the stripes\n  Spangled Banner cameras and the lights, stars out tonight\n  Red carpet life, standing on them couches, blowing clouds at bouncers\n  Spilling champagne on my trousers, it's a party all around us\n  Me and LeBron got the same whips\n  Me and Dwyane on the same strip\n\n  Me and Wiz burn the same piff\n  Me and Stalley need the same pick\n  Me and Meek bone the same chicks\n  Me and Wale rock the same kicks\n  Contract like I play for the Knicks\n  My crib look like I'm still playing with bricks\n  My Chevrolet shines like a marble floor\n  Baby keep it raw, have you modeled before?\n  Fontaine Bleau, Club Liv, gold bottles galore\n  We can party hard in exclusive couture\n\n  Starting at your toes and I'm travelling north\n  Down south boy, diabolical boss\n  Hermes belt, spent a G for it\n  The G5 ready for a D-boy\n  You know I like to party hard, hard, hard\n  Use a Glock for my bodygurad, guard, guard\n  Throw it to my dogs, now it's far-fetched\n\n  I be on the block with Ron like Ar-test\n\n  Niggas saying that they 'bout it but I'm 'bout this caper\n  Damn near got carpel tunnel trying to count this paper\n  Met a girl named Jamaica but she from Decatur\n  Got a brother with the work, trying to get my cake up\n  Had a crib with the lake when I was 24\n  Bought rims for the car off of (?)\n  Niggas round the city, they have been exposed\n  If you really getting money then it's really dough\n  I'm on the phone with a bitch that say she wanna smoke\n  Click on the other line, this bitch say she really broke\n  Man what gives? I got ideas, they don't wanna listen\n  All you gotta do is pay tithes and pay attention\n  I wanna thank God, for this permission, with this intention\n"}]