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Bread bigger than me (jheeze)\nOn the road to riches and diamond rings\nWhere real niggas move things on private planes\nI said you lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\nLookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\nRide through the city, hundred K on the seat\nShinnin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach\nPrey on the weak, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet\nHand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll\nMan, I been beefin' with my daughter, man, I'm dealin' with shit\nAnd a lot of my niggas contemplatin', goin' killin' some shit\nI put my bitch out like I'm Martin, in my feelings and shit\n'Nother day of a dope boy, hunnid million, legit, okay\nOn the road to riches and diamond rings\nWhere real niggas move things on private planes\nAnd you know I was trappin', workin' at an early age\nCount my money, multiply, hurry, bag it up and buy it\nSixty-five, with the iron, on the highway, blowin' big gas\nLookin' for me I been sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\nFuck up, I am handling my own motherfuckin' business\ndrama, we ain't goin' back and forth 'bout the riff raff\nNigga talkin', nigga big cap, I won't listen to 'em\nThey get kidnapped back when nobody pay the reserve for 'em\nAin't never been a pawn, always been a king\nAnd I ain't never gave a damn what a nigga think, fuck 'em\nOn the road to riches and diamond rings\nWhere real niggas move things on private planes\nI said you lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\nLookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\nRide through the city, hundred K on the seat\nShinnin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach\nPrey on the weak, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet\nHand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.75] What Juicy say? He be like\n[00:04.38] Shut the fuck up!\n[00:06.76] Yeah, yeah, hahaha\n[00:09.02] King\n[00:10.13] I got immaculate vision, no cataracts in my pupils\n[00:12.76] Don't understand my decisions so I don't need your approval\n[00:15.50] I'm a motherfuckin' villain, just like you see in the movie\n[00:18.06] But still a motherfuckin' hero, stay lowkey like casino\n[00:20.90] You know we fill the 'sino, pocket full of them C-notes\n[00:23.61] Backwood full that primo, bad bitches drinkin' on Pino\n[00:26.22] And margarita, bikinis, in different cities you seen it\n[00:28.86] With bitches thick as Serena, lickin'-\n[00:31.85] I see the line between 'em, man, they ain't actin' a genius\n[00:34.39] Fill up arenas, promoters, we take they ass to a cleaners\n[00:37.02] Two decades straight, a hundred shows, a hundred K at the gate\n[00:39.83] A night, a piece, capisce? Bread bigger than me (jheeze)\n[00:42.56] On the road to riches and diamond rings\n[00:45.39] Where real niggas move things on private planes\n[00:48.12] I said you lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\n[00:51.25] Lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\n[00:53.97] Ride through the city, hundred K on the seat\n[00:56.33] Shinnin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach\n[00:58.89] Prey on the weak, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet\n[01:01.53] Hand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll\n[01:04.36] Man, I been beefin' with my daughter, man, I'm dealin' with shit\n[01:06.99] And a lot of my niggas contemplatin', goin' killin' some shit\n[01:09.65] I put my bitch out like I'm Martin, in my feelings and shit\n[01:12.18] 'Nother day of a dope boy, hunnid million, legit, okay\n[01:15.39] On the road to riches and diamond rings\n[01:17.67] Where real niggas move things on private planes\n[01:20.29] And you know I was trappin', workin' at an early age\n[01:22.98] Count my money, multiply, hurry, bag it up and buy it\n[01:26.08] Sixty-five, with the iron, on the highway, blowin' big gas\n[01:28.74] Lookin' for me I been sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\n[01:31.58] Fuck up, I am handling my own motherfuckin' business\n[01:34.12] drama, we ain't goin' back and forth 'bout the riff raff\n[01:36.91] Nigga talkin', nigga big cap, I won't listen to 'em\n[01:39.70] They get kidnapped back when nobody pay the reserve for 'em\n[01:42.33] Ain't never been a pawn, always been a king\n[01:44.76] And I ain't never gave a damn what a nigga think, fuck 'em\n[01:47.71] On the road to riches and diamond rings\n[01:49.78] Where real niggas move things on private planes\n[01:52.65] I said you lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\n[01:55.40] Lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\n[01:58.27] Ride through the city, hundred K on the seat\n[02:00.67] Shinnin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach\n[02:03.24] Prey on the weak, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet\n[02:05.91] Hand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Hypno\n artist: T.I.\n album: The L.I.B.R.A.\n duration_ms: 140000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: What Juicy say? 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Bread bigger than me (jheeze)\n On the road to riches and diamond rings\n Where real niggas move things on private planes\n I said you lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\n Lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\n Ride through the city, hundred K on the seat\n Shinnin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach\n Prey on the weak, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet\n Hand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll\n Man, I been beefin' with my daughter, man, I'm dealin' with shit\n And a lot of my niggas contemplatin', goin' killin' some shit\n I put my bitch out like I'm Martin, in my feelings and shit\n 'Nother day of a dope boy, hunnid million, legit, okay\n On the road to riches and diamond rings\n Where real niggas move things on private planes\n And you know I was trappin', workin' at an early age\n Count my money, multiply, hurry, bag it up and buy it\n Sixty-five, with the iron, on the highway, blowin' big gas\n Lookin' for me I been sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\n Fuck up, I am handling my own motherfuckin' business\n drama, we ain't goin' back and forth 'bout the riff raff\n Nigga talkin', nigga big cap, I won't listen to 'em\n They get kidnapped back when nobody pay the reserve for 'em\n Ain't never been a pawn, always been a king\n And I ain't never gave a damn what a nigga think, fuck 'em\n On the road to riches and diamond rings\n Where real niggas move things on private planes\n I said you lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\n Lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\n Ride through the city, hundred K on the seat\n Shinnin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach\n Prey on the weak, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet\n Hand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll\n"},{"id":35920728,"name":"Hypno","trackName":"Hypno","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"The L.I.B.R.A.","duration":110.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What Juicy say? He be like\nShut the fuck up!\nYeah, yeah, hahaha\nKing\n\nI got immaculate vision, no cataracts in my pupils\nDon't understand my decisions so I don't need your approval\nI'm a motherfuckin' villain, just like you see in the movie\nBut still a motherfuckin' hero, stay lowkey like casino\n\nHittin' the weed and casino pocket full of them C-notes\nBackroom full that primo, bad bitches drinkin' on Pino\nAnd margarita, bikinis, in different cities you seen it\nWith bitches thick as Serena, lick it, insta-\nI see the line between 'em, man, they ain't actin' a genius\nFill up arenas, promoters, we take they ass to a cleaners\nTwo decades straight, a hundrеd shows, a hundred K at the gate\nA night, a piеce, capisce? 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He be like\n[00:04.75] Shut the fuck up!\n[00:07.12] Yeah, yeah, hahaha\n[00:09.92] King\n[00:10.48] I got immaculate vision, no cataracts in my pupils\n[00:13.28] Don't understand my decisions so I don't need your approval\n[00:15.95] I'm a motherfuckin' villain, just like you see in the movie\n[00:18.57] But still a motherfuckin' hero, stay lowkey like casino\n[00:21.36] Hittin' the weed and casino pocket full of them C-notes\n[00:23.94] Backroom full that primo, bad bitches drinkin' on Pino\n[00:26.50] And margarita, bikinis, in different cities you seen it\n[00:29.27] With bitches thick as Serena, lick it, insta-\n[00:31.92] I see the line between 'em, man, they ain't actin' a genius\n[00:34.68] Fill up arenas, promoters, we take they ass to a cleaners\n[00:37.33] Two decades straight, a hundrеd shows, a hundred K at the gate\n[00:40.09] A night, a piеce, capisce? 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He be like\n[00:04.75] Shut the fuck up!\n[00:07.12] Yeah, yeah, hahaha\n[00:09.92] King\n[00:10.48] I got immaculate vision, no cataracts in my pupils\n[00:13.28] Don't understand my decisions so I don't need your approval\n[00:15.95] I'm a motherfuckin' villain, just like you see in the movie\n[00:18.57] But still a motherfuckin' hero, stay lowkey like casino\n[00:21.36] Hittin' the weed and casino pocket full of them C-notes\n[00:23.94] Backroom full that primo, bad bitches drinkin' on Pino\n[00:26.50] And margarita, bikinis, in different cities you seen it\n[00:29.27] With bitches thick as Serena, lick it, insta-\n[00:31.92] I see the line between 'em, man, they ain't actin' a genius\n[00:34.68] Fill up arenas, promoters, we take they ass to a cleaners\n[00:37.33] Two decades straight, a hundrеd shows, a hundred K at the gate\n[00:40.09] A night, a piеce, capisce? 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Bread bigger than me (sheesh)\n\nOn the road to riches and diamond rings\nWhere real niggas move things on private planes\nI said you lookin' for me, I be suckin', duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\nLookin' for me, I be suckin', duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\nRide through the city, 100K on the seat\nShinnin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach\nPray on the weed, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet\nHand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll\n\nMan, I been beefin' with my daughter, man, I'm dealin' with shit\nAnd a lot of my niggas contemplatin', goin' killin' some shit\nI put my bitch out like I'm Martin, in my feelings and shit\n'Nother day of the dope boy, hunnid million, legit, okay\n\nOn the road to riches and diamond rings\nWhere real niggas move things on private planes\nAnd you know I was trappin', workin' at an early age\nCount my money, multiply, hurry, bag it up and buy it\nSixty-five, with the iron, on the highway, blowin' big gas\nLookin' for me I been suckin', duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\n\nFuck up, I am handling my own motherfuckin' business\nAnd drama, we ain't goin' back and forth 'bout the riff raff\nNigga talkin', nigga big cap, I won't listen to 'em\nThey get kidnapped bet when nobody pay the reserve for 'em\nAin't never been a pawn, always been a king\nAnd I ain't never gave a damn what a nigga think, fuck 'em\n\nOn the road to riches and diamond rings\nWhere real niggas move things on private planes\nI said you lookin' for me, I be suckin', duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\nLookin' for me, I be suckin', duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass\nRide through the city, 100K on the seat\nShinnin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach\nPray on the weed, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet\nHand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.50] What Juicy say? 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