[{"id":9028400,"name":"Street Knock","trackName":"Street Knock","artistName":"Swizz Beatz & A$Ap Rocky","albumName":"Street Knock","duration":237.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Same Bitch\nA$AP Rocky\nShow up when it's closing\nTurn up then I go in\nWith me, myself, and I\nAnd just a couple of my brohans\nCuz I don't need no homeland\nSecurity, my own man\nThat means I am a grown man\nWant beef and then we go HAM\nLike, whoa damn, that old man\nShe twerkin' it with no hands\nThese other niggas hatin'\nThey remind me of my old friends\nGolden and I'm glowin'\nMy shoes is Ricky Owen\nCoke man\nMy business ain't the only thing her nose in\nPeople takin' pictures, I ain't even posin'\nCouple famous niggas make these bitches slow dance\nReality, she sweatin' me\nHer fantasy is sexin' me\nJust for standin' next to me\nWill make you a celebrity\n\nDon't get too close, too close\nI might come on to you\nDon't get too close, too close\nI'm warnin' you\nCause if we fuck tonight\nTomorrow, you'll be famous\nJust the standin' next to me\nWill make you a celebrity\nCause if we fuck tonight\n\nTomorrow, you'll be famous\n\nSame bitch in my Vanquish\nAss in my Aston, lane switch\nWhen the paint drip when I blast past\nSwag on a champagne drip\nLet it splash on 'em\nBang this, I ain't pay shit\nYou spent your last on 'em\n(Yeah ho) $1000 jeans, call them Balmain\n(Yeah ho) Life is so ghetto fab, call me Paul Cain\nThat's the reason why I'm with her\nThese other bitches bitter\nI'm the quickest picker-upper\nI will hit her then I'll quit her\nThen I give her to my niggas\nI'm no kidder, split her kitty litter\nFinger in her shitter\nThen forget her like we never did her\nReality, she sweatin' me\n\nHer fantasy is sexin' me\n\nJust for standin' next to me\nWill make you a celebrity\n\nSnowin', blowin'\nFrozen, coke land, snowman\nMy business ain't the only thing her nose in\nWent from ex-pretty boy crook slash dope man\nTo handin' out hundred dollar bills to the doorman\nNow somebody please let the hoes in\nNow somebody please let my bros in\nBoy, you won't believe how my foes end?\nOvernight celebrities, they party 'til the show ends .\n()","syncedLyrics":"[00:23.31] Ridin' around in my Lotus, sitting back and I'm focused\n[00:26.59] On that west side - hocus pocus\n[00:29.31] Nigga see them pipes, coming out at night\n[00:32.03] Niggas acting crazy, we don't really fight\n[00:35.10] Hit back with them hammers, watch out for them cameras\n[00:37.94] Niggas coming through, popo put you in them slammers\n[00:40.95] I ain't got no time, I ain't doin' no crime\n[00:43.90] Why you're talking to me, I ain't' dropping no dime\n[00:46.52] Sitting back in my shirt, Givenchy on my back\n[00:49.62] Sitting in the mid of Yonkers, bringing the Dog back\n[00:52.55] LOX is here, we back up in here\n[00:54.02] Yeah Double R here we come to share\n[00:58.96] We back and I'm chillin, came back and I'm healing\n[01:01.20] Niggas talking crazy then make a killing\n[01:04.09] Took over them companies, took over dem trees\n[01:06.95] Kept them in my flight, passport over seas\n[01:11.18] Hey, right\n[01:14.39] 1212, right, 1212, right\n[01:19.65] Right yeah\n[01:21.04] God damn it I'm a genius, swagga is the meanest\n[01:24.54] Weird green hair chicks from venus on my penis\n[01:27.44] Twisting up our fingers, you know who my team is\n[01:30.04] Starch em up and fold em then we treat them like them cleaners\n[01:33.08] Used to push the Jag stolen tags, scrape the serial\n[01:35.94] Mouth rose, top row full of gold material\n[01:38.71] 88 back bass bumping through your stereo\n[01:41.87] Chicken noodle soup and mixing soda with the cereal\n[01:44.72] White like milk got beige like a Cheerio\n[01:47.62] Pancakes and purple syrup and my breakfast is complete\n[01:50.14] New Black Scale shit that complement that fleece\n[01:53.16] Reeboks red-bottoms straight from Swizzy on my feet\n[01:56.07] We some billionaire boy in some Billionaire Boys Club\n[01:59.29] Plus probably push a 'Gatti that's the billionaire's toy huh\n[02:01.98] Whoa kimosabe I'm in Junya Watanabe\n[02:04.72] Murakami or Versace and Givenchy on your boy, huh?\n[02:11.12] Bitch\n[02:11.79] Hey, right\n[02:12.78] 1212, right, 1212, right\n[02:13.50] Right yeah\n[02:19.10] Haters they can't stop me listen to ASAP Rocky\n[02:22.26] Walk into the club and bitches say I'm cocky\n[02:25.33] Walkin' through the club and bitches say I'm cocky\n[02:28.06] Walkin' through the club and bitches say I'm cocky\n[02:30.92] Chill back when I'm laid back, sit back and I'm way back\n[02:33.96] Everybody better stay back, bitch don't say that\n[02:36.75] Back Back and I'm business, came back and I'm kicks it\n[02:39.88] Niggas wanna... can I get a witness?\n[02:42.77] Shit man I'm on fly, 'bout to rule the sky\n[02:45.46] Basquiats on my wall, Goddamn I'm fly\n[02:48.27] Keith Harings and all that, Picassos and all that\n[02:51.36] Rembrandts you name it, bitch I got all that\n[02:54.12] Wrapped around my skrilla, came back and I'm illa\n[02:57.01] Bitch asked me my color, I told that bitch Vanilla\n[03:01.75] God damn it\n[03:02.84] Hey\n[03:06.48] Hey\n[03:09.45] Hey\n[03:15.99] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Street Knock\n  artist: Swizz Beatz & A$Ap Rocky\n  album: Street Knock\n  duration_ms: 237000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ridin' around in my Lotus, sitting back and I'm focused\n  start_ms: 23310\n  end_ms: 26590\n- text: On that west side - hocus pocus\n  start_ms: 26590\n  end_ms: 29310\n- text: Nigga see them pipes, coming out at night\n  start_ms: 29310\n  end_ms: 32030\n- text: Niggas acting crazy, we don't really fight\n  start_ms: 32030\n  end_ms: 35100\n- text: Hit back with them hammers, watch out for them cameras\n  start_ms: 35100\n  end_ms: 37940\n- text: Niggas coming through, popo put you in them slammers\n  start_ms: 37940\n  end_ms: 40950\n- text: I ain't got no time, I ain't 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and I'm illa\n  start_ms: 174120\n  end_ms: 177010\n- text: Bitch asked me my color, I told that bitch Vanilla\n  start_ms: 177010\n  end_ms: 181750\n- text: God damn it\n  start_ms: 181750\n  end_ms: 182840\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 182840\n  end_ms: 186480\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 186480\n  end_ms: 189450\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 189450\n  end_ms: 195990\nplain: |-\n  Same Bitch\n  A$AP Rocky\n  Show up when it's closing\n  Turn up then I go in\n  With me, myself, and I\n  And just a couple of my brohans\n  Cuz I don't need no homeland\n  Security, my own man\n  That means I am a grown man\n  Want beef and then we go HAM\n  Like, whoa damn, that old man\n  She twerkin' it with no hands\n  These other niggas hatin'\n  They remind me of my old friends\n  Golden and I'm glowin'\n  My shoes is Ricky Owen\n  Coke man\n  My business ain't the only thing her nose in\n  People takin' pictures, I ain't even posin'\n  Couple famous niggas make these bitches slow dance\n  Reality, she sweatin' me\n  Her fantasy is sexin' me\n  Just for standin' next to me\n  Will make you a celebrity\n\n  Don't get too close, too close\n  I might come on to you\n  Don't get too close, too close\n  I'm warnin' you\n  Cause if we fuck tonight\n  Tomorrow, you'll be famous\n  Just the standin' next to me\n  Will make you a celebrity\n  Cause if we fuck tonight\n\n  Tomorrow, you'll be famous\n\n  Same bitch in my Vanquish\n  Ass in my Aston, lane switch\n  When the paint drip when I blast past\n  Swag on a champagne drip\n  Let it splash on 'em\n  Bang this, I ain't pay shit\n  You spent your last on 'em\n  (Yeah ho) $1000 jeans, call them Balmain\n  (Yeah ho) Life is so ghetto fab, call me Paul Cain\n  That's the reason why I'm with her\n  These other bitches bitter\n  I'm the quickest picker-upper\n  I will hit her then I'll quit her\n  Then I give her to my niggas\n  I'm no kidder, split her kitty litter\n  Finger in her shitter\n  Then forget her like we never did her\n  Reality, she sweatin' me\n\n  Her fantasy is sexin' me\n\n  Just for standin' next to me\n  Will make you a celebrity\n\n  Snowin', blowin'\n  Frozen, coke land, snowman\n  My business ain't the only thing her nose in\n  Went from ex-pretty boy crook slash dope man\n  To handin' out hundred dollar bills to the doorman\n  Now somebody please let the hoes in\n  Now somebody please let my bros in\n  Boy, you won't believe how my foes end?\n  Overnight celebrities, they party 'til the show ends .\n  ()\n"},{"id":39603680,"name":"Street Knock","trackName":"Street Knock","artistName":"Swizz Beatz & A$AP Rocky","albumName":"Street Knock - Single","duration":237.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Same Bitch\nA$AP Rocky\nShow up when it's closing\nTurn up then I go in\nWith me, myself, and I\nAnd just a couple of my brohans\nCuz I don't need no homeland\nSecurity, my own man\nThat means I am a grown man\nWant beef and then we go HAM\nLike, whoa damn, that old man\nShe twerkin' it with no hands\nThese other niggas hatin'\nThey remind me of my old friends\nGolden and I'm glowin'\nMy shoes is Ricky Owen\nCoke man\nMy business ain't the only thing her nose in\nPeople takin' pictures, I ain't even posin'\nCouple famous niggas make these bitches slow dance\nReality, she sweatin' me\nHer fantasy is sexin' me\nJust for standin' next to me\nWill make you a celebrity\n\nDon't get too close, too close\nI might come on to you\nDon't get too close, too close\nI'm warnin' you\nCause if we fuck tonight\nTomorrow, you'll be famous\nJust the standin' next to me\nWill make you a celebrity\nCause if we fuck tonight\n\nTomorrow, you'll be famous\n\nSame bitch in my Vanquish\nAss in my Aston, lane switch\nWhen the paint drip when I blast past\nSwag on a champagne drip\nLet it splash on 'em\nBang this, I ain't pay shit\nYou spent your last on 'em\n(Yeah ho) $1000 jeans, call them Balmain\n(Yeah ho) Life is so ghetto fab, call me Paul Cain\nThat's the reason why I'm with her\nThese other bitches bitter\nI'm the quickest picker-upper\nI will hit her then I'll quit her\nThen I give her to my niggas\nI'm no kidder, split her kitty litter\nFinger in her shitter\nThen forget her like we never did her\nReality, she sweatin' me\n\nHer fantasy is sexin' me\n\nJust for standin' next to me\nWill make you a celebrity\n\nSnowin', blowin'\nFrozen, coke land, snowman\nMy business ain't the only thing her nose in\nWent from ex-pretty boy crook slash dope man\nTo handin' out hundred dollar bills to the doorman\nNow somebody please let the hoes in\nNow somebody please let my bros in\nBoy, you won't believe how my foes end?\nOvernight celebrities, they party 'til the show ends .\n()","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Street Knock\n  artist: Swizz Beatz & A$AP Rocky\n  album: Street Knock - Single\n  duration_ms: 237354\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Same Bitch\n  A$AP Rocky\n  Show up when it's closing\n  Turn up then I go in\n  With me, myself, and I\n  And just a couple of my brohans\n  Cuz I don't need no homeland\n  Security, my own man\n  That means I am a grown man\n  Want beef and then we go HAM\n  Like, whoa damn, that old man\n  She twerkin' it with no hands\n  These other niggas hatin'\n  They remind me of my old friends\n  Golden and I'm glowin'\n  My shoes is Ricky Owen\n  Coke man\n  My business ain't the only thing her nose in\n  People takin' pictures, I ain't even posin'\n  Couple famous niggas make these bitches slow dance\n  Reality, she sweatin' me\n  Her fantasy is sexin' me\n  Just for standin' next to me\n  Will make you a celebrity\n\n  Don't get too close, too close\n  I might come on to you\n  Don't get too close, too close\n  I'm warnin' you\n  Cause if we fuck tonight\n  Tomorrow, you'll be famous\n  Just the standin' next to me\n  Will make you a celebrity\n  Cause if we fuck tonight\n\n  Tomorrow, you'll be famous\n\n  Same bitch in my Vanquish\n  Ass in my Aston, lane switch\n  When the paint drip when I blast past\n  Swag on a champagne drip\n  Let it splash on 'em\n  Bang this, I ain't pay shit\n  You spent your last on 'em\n  (Yeah ho) $1000 jeans, call them Balmain\n  (Yeah ho) Life is so ghetto fab, call me Paul Cain\n  That's the reason why I'm with her\n  These other bitches bitter\n  I'm the quickest picker-upper\n  I will hit her then I'll quit her\n  Then I give her to my niggas\n  I'm no kidder, split her kitty litter\n  Finger in her shitter\n  Then forget her like we never did her\n  Reality, she sweatin' me\n\n  Her fantasy is sexin' me\n\n  Just for standin' next to me\n  Will make you a celebrity\n\n  Snowin', blowin'\n  Frozen, coke land, snowman\n  My business ain't the only thing her nose in\n  Went from ex-pretty boy crook slash dope man\n  To handin' out hundred dollar bills to the doorman\n  Now somebody please let the hoes in\n  Now somebody please let my bros in\n  Boy, you won't believe how my foes end?\n  Overnight celebrities, they party 'til the show ends .\n  ()\n"},{"id":30092604,"name":"Street Knock (feat. Swizz Beatz)","trackName":"Street Knock (feat. 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119030\n- text: Plus probably push a 'Gatti that's the billionaire's toy huh\n  start_ms: 119030\n  end_ms: 121820\n- text: Whoa kimosabe I'm in Junya Watanabe\n  start_ms: 121820\n  end_ms: 124140\n- text: Murakami or Versace and Givenchy on your boy, huh?\n  start_ms: 124140\n  end_ms: 126900\n- text: Bitch\n  start_ms: 126900\n  end_ms: 128080\n- text: Hey, right\n  start_ms: 128080\n  end_ms: 130870\n- text: 1212, right, 1212, right\n  start_ms: 130870\n  end_ms: 136320\n- text: Right yeah\n  start_ms: 136320\n  end_ms: 137730\n- text: Haters they can't stop me listen to ASAP Rocky\n  start_ms: 137730\n  end_ms: 141620\n- text: Walk into the club and bitches say I'm cocky\n  start_ms: 141620\n  end_ms: 144710\n- text: Walkin' through the club and bitches say I'm cocky\n  start_ms: 144710\n  end_ms: 147590\n- text: Walkin' through the club and bitches say I'm cocky\n  start_ms: 147590\n  end_ms: 150510\n- text: Chill back when I'm laid back, sit back and I'm way back\n  start_ms: 150510\n  end_ms: 153630\n- text: Everybody better stay back, bitch don't say that\n  start_ms: 153630\n  end_ms: 156370\n- text: Back Back and I'm business, came back and I'm kicks it\n  start_ms: 156370\n  end_ms: 159150\n- text: Niggas wanna... can I get a witness?\n  start_ms: 159150\n  end_ms: 162020\n- text: Shit man I'm on fly, 'bout to rule the sky\n  start_ms: 162020\n  end_ms: 164620\n- text: Basquiats on my wall, Goddamn I'm fly\n  start_ms: 164620\n  end_ms: 167680\n- text: Keith Harings and all that, Picassos and all that\n  start_ms: 167680\n  end_ms: 170690\n- text: Rembrandts you name it, bitch I got all that\n  start_ms: 170690\n  end_ms: 173800\n- text: Wrapped around my skrilla, came back and I'm illa\n  start_ms: 173800\n  end_ms: 176530\n- text: Bitch asked me my color, I told that bitch Vanilla\n  start_ms: 176530\n  end_ms: 179660\n- text: God damn it\n  start_ms: 179660\n  end_ms: 183560\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 183560\n  end_ms: 186490\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 186490\n  end_ms: 188420\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 188420\n  end_ms: 191380\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 191380\nplain: |-\n  Ridin' around in my Lotus, sitting back and I'm focused\n  On that west side - hocus pocus\n  Nigga see them pipes, coming out at night\n  Niggas acting crazy, we don't really fight\n  Hit back with them hammers, watch out for them cameras\n  Niggas coming through, popo put you in them slammers\n  I ain't got no time, I ain't doin' no crime\n  Why you're talking to me, I ain't' dropping no dime\n  Sitting back in my shirt, Givenchy on my back\n  Sitting in the mid of Yonkers, bringing the Dog back\n  LOX is here, we back up in here\n  Yeah Double R here we come to share\n  We back and I'm chillin, came back and I'm healing\n  Niggas talking crazy then make a killing\n  Took over them companies, took over dem trees\n  Kept them in my flight, passport over seas\n\n  Hey, right\n  1212, right, 1212, right\n  Right yeah\n\n  God damn it I'm a genius, swagga is the meanest\n  Weird green hair chicks from venus on my penis\n  Twisting up our fingers, you know who my team is\n  Starch em up and fold em then we treat them like them cleaners\n  Used to push the Jag stolen tags, scrape the serial\n  Mouth rose, top row full of gold material\n  88 back bass bumping through your stereo\n  Chicken noodle soup and mixing soda with the cereal\n  White like milk got beige like a Cheerio\n  Pancakes and purple syrup and my breakfast is complete\n  New Black Scale shit that complement that fleece\n  Reeboks red-bottoms straight from Swizzy on my feet\n  We some billionaire boy in some Billionaire Boys Club\n  Plus probably push a 'Gatti that's the billionaire's toy huh\n  Whoa kimosabe I'm in Junya Watanabe\n  Murakami or Versace and Givenchy on your boy, huh?\n\n  Bitch\n  Hey, right\n  1212, right, 1212, right\n  Right yeah\n\n  Haters they can't stop me listen to ASAP Rocky\n  Walk into the club and bitches say I'm cocky\n  Walkin' through the club and bitches say I'm cocky\n  Walkin' through the club and bitches say I'm cocky\n  Chill back when I'm laid back, sit back and I'm way back\n  Everybody better stay back, bitch don't say that\n  Back Back and I'm business, came back and I'm kicks it\n  Niggas wanna... can I get a witness?\n  Shit man I'm on fly, 'bout to rule the sky\n  Basquiats on my wall, Goddamn I'm fly\n  Keith Harings and all that, Picassos and all that\n  Rembrandts you name it, bitch I got all that\n  Wrapped around my skrilla, came back and I'm illa\n  Bitch asked me my color, I told that bitch Vanilla\n\n  God damn it\n  Hey\n  Hey\n  Hey\n"}]