[{"id":33832990,"name":"Tyler, The Creator - LUMBERJACK","trackName":"Tyler, The Creator - LUMBERJACK","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"LUMBERJACK","duration":79.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\nHaha, that's what my mom was sayin'\nShe, she was cryin' and shit\nIt was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n\nIt was a beautiful moment\nYou alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\nYou never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n(Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\nWhips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:03.13] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.36] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.31] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:11.89] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.13] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.02] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.37] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:21.72] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.14] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:30.23] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.49] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.59] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.49] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.06] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.86] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.63] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.64] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.84] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.52] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.18] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.80] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.34] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.40] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.37] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.96] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:15.07] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.17] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.33] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.10] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.83] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.60] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.62] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:34.53] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.94] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.84] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.61] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.76] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.38] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:51.06] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.89] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.77] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.95] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.88] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.64] Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n[02:06.02] Quality Wednesday music\n[02:08.73] Wish-a-nigga-could face\n[02:11.08] (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n[02:13.98] (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n[02:15.34] Fuck you mean, nigga?\n[02:18.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Tyler, The Creator - LUMBERJACK\n artist: Tyler, The Creator\n album: LUMBERJACK\n duration_ms: 79000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 70\n end_ms: 3130\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n start_ms: 3130\n end_ms: 5560\n- text: '\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin'' like this\"'\n start_ms: 5560\n end_ms: 8360\n- text: Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n start_ms: 8360\n end_ms: 10310\n- text: She, she was cryin' and shit\n start_ms: 10310\n end_ms: 11890\n- text: It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n start_ms: 11890\n end_ms: 15130\n- text: It was a beautiful moment\n start_ms: 15130\n end_ms: 17020\n- text: You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n start_ms: 17020\n end_ms: 19370\n- text: '''Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)'\n start_ms: 19370\n end_ms: 21720\n- text: You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n start_ms: 21720\n end_ms: 24130\n- text: (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n start_ms: 24130\n end_ms: 27140\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 27140\n end_ms: 30230\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n start_ms: 30230\n end_ms: 32490\n- text: MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n start_ms: 32490\n end_ms: 35590\n- text: Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n start_ms: 35590\n end_ms: 38490\n- text: Too far? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\n Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\n I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\n Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\n Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\n That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\n Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n Quality Wednesday music\n Wish-a-nigga-could face\n (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n Fuck you mean, nigga?\n"},{"id":34220410,"name":"LUMBERJACK","trackName":"LUMBERJACK","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"Tyler, The Creator","duration":138.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\nHaha, that's what my mom was sayin'\nShe, she was cryin' and shit\nIt was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n\nIt was a beautiful moment\nYou alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\nYou never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n(Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\nWhips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.33] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.43] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.24] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.37] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.05] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.39] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:22.18] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.06] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.80] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.97] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.49] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.41] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.07] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.80] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.55] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.54] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.95] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.57] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.04] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.87] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.37] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.48] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.23] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.73] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:14.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.56] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.32] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.17] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.92] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.66] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.60] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.87] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.73] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.96] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.76] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.71] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.29] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:50.93] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.72] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.87] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.82] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.63] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.74] Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n[02:06.13] Quality Wednesday music\n[02:08.79] Wish-a-nigga-could face\n[02:11.19] (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n[02:13.39] (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n[02:15.36] Fuck you mean, nigga?\n[02:15.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: LUMBERJACK\n artist: Tyler, The Creator\n album: Tyler, The Creator\n duration_ms: 138000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 180\n end_ms: 2880\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n start_ms: 2880\n end_ms: 5560\n- text: '\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin'' like this\"'\n start_ms: 5560\n end_ms: 8330\n- text: Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n start_ms: 8330\n end_ms: 10430\n- text: She, she was cryin' and shit\n start_ms: 10430\n end_ms: 12240\n- text: It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n start_ms: 12240\n end_ms: 15370\n- text: It was a beautiful moment\n start_ms: 15370\n end_ms: 17050\n- text: You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n start_ms: 17050\n end_ms: 19390\n- text: '''Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)'\n start_ms: 19390\n end_ms: 22180\n- text: You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n start_ms: 22180\n end_ms: 24130\n- text: (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n start_ms: 24130\n end_ms: 27060\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 27060\n end_ms: 29800\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n start_ms: 29800\n end_ms: 32970\n- text: MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n start_ms: 32970\n end_ms: 35490\n- text: Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n start_ms: 35490\n end_ms: 38410\n- text: Too far? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\n Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\n I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\n Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\n Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\n That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\n Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n Quality Wednesday music\n Wish-a-nigga-could face\n (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n Fuck you mean, nigga?\n"},{"id":17410905,"name":"LUMBERJACK (Audio)","trackName":"LUMBERJACK (Audio)","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"Tyler, The Creator","duration":138.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\nHaha, that's what my mom was sayin'\nShe, she was cryin' and shit\nIt was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n\nIt was a beautiful moment\nYou alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\nYou never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n(Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\nWhips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:03.13] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.36] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.31] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:11.89] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.13] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.02] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.37] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:21.72] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.14] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:30.23] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.49] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.59] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.49] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.06] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.86] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.63] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.64] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.84] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.52] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.18] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.80] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.34] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.40] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.37] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.96] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:15.07] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.17] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.33] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.10] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.83] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.60] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.62] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:34.53] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.94] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.84] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.61] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.76] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.38] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:51.06] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.89] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.77] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.95] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.88] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.64] Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\n Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\n I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\n Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\n Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\n That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\n Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n Quality Wednesday music\n Wish-a-nigga-could face\n (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n Fuck you mean, nigga?\n"},{"id":18844496,"name":"LUMBERJACK","trackName":"LUMBERJACK","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"Tyler, The Creator Videos","duration":79.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\nHaha, that's what my mom was sayin'\nShe, she was cryin' and shit\nIt was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n\nIt was a beautiful moment\nYou alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\nYou never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n(Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\nWhips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.33] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.43] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.24] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.37] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.05] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.39] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:22.18] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.06] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.80] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.97] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.49] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.41] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.07] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.80] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.55] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.54] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.95] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.57] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.04] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.87] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.37] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.48] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.23] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.73] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:14.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.56] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.32] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.17] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.92] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.66] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.60] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.87] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.73] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.96] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.76] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.71] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.29] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:50.93] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.72] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.87] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.82] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.63] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.74] Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n[02:06.13] Quality Wednesday music\n[02:08.79] Wish-a-nigga-could face\n[02:11.19] (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n[02:13.39] (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n[02:15.36] Fuck you mean, nigga?\n[02:15.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: LUMBERJACK\n artist: Tyler, The Creator\n album: Tyler, The Creator Videos\n duration_ms: 79000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 180\n end_ms: 2880\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n start_ms: 2880\n end_ms: 5560\n- text: '\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin'' like this\"'\n start_ms: 5560\n end_ms: 8330\n- text: Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n start_ms: 8330\n end_ms: 10430\n- text: She, she was cryin' and shit\n start_ms: 10430\n end_ms: 12240\n- text: It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n start_ms: 12240\n end_ms: 15370\n- text: It was a beautiful moment\n start_ms: 15370\n end_ms: 17050\n- text: You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n start_ms: 17050\n end_ms: 19390\n- text: '''Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)'\n start_ms: 19390\n end_ms: 22180\n- text: You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n start_ms: 22180\n end_ms: 24130\n- text: (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n start_ms: 24130\n end_ms: 27060\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 27060\n end_ms: 29800\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n start_ms: 29800\n end_ms: 32970\n- text: MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n start_ms: 32970\n end_ms: 35490\n- text: Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n start_ms: 35490\n end_ms: 38410\n- text: Too far? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\n Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\n I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\n Too far? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.33] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.43] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.24] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.37] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.05] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.39] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:22.18] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.06] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.80] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.97] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.49] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.41] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.07] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.80] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.55] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.54] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.95] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.57] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.04] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.87] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.37] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.48] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.23] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.73] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:14.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.56] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.32] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.17] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.92] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.66] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.60] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.87] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.73] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.96] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.76] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.71] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.29] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:50.93] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.72] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.87] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.82] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.63] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.74] Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.33] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.43] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.24] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.37] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.05] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.39] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:22.18] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.06] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.80] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.97] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.49] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.41] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.07] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.80] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.55] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.54] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.95] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.57] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.04] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.87] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.37] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.48] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.23] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.73] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:14.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.56] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.32] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.17] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.92] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.66] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.60] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.87] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.73] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.96] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.76] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.71] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.29] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:50.93] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.72] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.87] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.82] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.63] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.74] Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\n Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\n I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\n Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\n Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\n That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\n Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.00] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:03.16] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.50] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.39] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.36] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:11.88] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.17] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.02] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.32] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:21.77] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.16] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.14] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:30.26] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.41] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.56] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.48] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.06] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.85] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.63] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.64] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.80] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.58] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.24] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.19] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.83] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.38] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.41] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.36] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.95] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:15.06] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.12] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.35] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.13] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.82] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.64] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.60] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:34.50] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.91] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.82] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.63] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.79] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.38] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:51.07] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.85] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.70] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.93] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.84] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.66] Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\n Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\n I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\n Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\n Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\n That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\n Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n Quality Wednesday music\n Wish-a-nigga-could face\n (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n Fuck you mean, nigga?\n"},{"id":34060538,"name":"LUMBERJACK","trackName":"LUMBERJACK","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"LUMBERJACK","duration":80.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\nHaha, that's what my mom was sayin'\nShe, she was cryin' and shit\nIt was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n\nIt was a beautiful moment\nYou alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\nYou never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n(Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\nWhips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.33] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.43] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.24] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.37] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.05] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.39] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:22.18] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.06] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.80] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.97] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.49] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.41] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.07] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.80] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.55] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.54] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.95] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.57] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.04] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.87] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.37] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.48] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.23] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.73] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:14.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.56] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.32] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.17] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.92] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.66] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.60] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.87] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.73] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.96] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.76] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.71] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.29] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:50.93] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.72] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.87] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.82] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.63] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.74] Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.33] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.43] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.24] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.37] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.05] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.39] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:22.18] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.06] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.80] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.97] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.49] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.41] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.07] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.80] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.55] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.54] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.95] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.57] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.04] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.87] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.37] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.48] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.23] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.73] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:14.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.56] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.32] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.17] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.92] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.66] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.60] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.87] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.73] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.96] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.76] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.71] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.29] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:50.93] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.72] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.87] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.82] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.63] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.74] Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\n Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\n That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\n Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.04] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.34] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.50] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.62] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.44] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:14.89] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:16.97] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.65] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:21.99] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.44] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.08] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.97] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.45] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.53] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.25] Too far? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:26.06] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.64] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:31.20] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.60] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.93] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.68] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.25] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.12] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.31] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:51.33] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:54.19] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.27] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:59.05] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:00.54] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.22] Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\n Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\n I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\n Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\n Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\n That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\n Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n Quality Wednesday music\n Wish-a-nigga-could face\n (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n Fuck you mean, nigga?\n"},{"id":17014117,"name":"LUMBERJACK (Audio)","trackName":"LUMBERJACK (Audio)","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"Tyler, The Creator Videos","duration":139.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\nHaha, that's what my mom was sayin'\nShe, she was cryin' and shit\nIt was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n\nIt was a beautiful moment\nYou alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\nYou never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n(Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\nWhips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.04] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.34] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.50] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.62] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.44] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:14.89] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:16.97] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.65] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:21.99] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.44] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.08] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.97] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.45] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.53] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.25] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.05] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.70] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.66] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.48] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:50.01] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.48] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.25] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:57.81] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.53] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.41] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.38] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:08.99] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.99] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:14.59] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.63] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.54] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:22.88] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:26.06] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.64] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:31.20] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.60] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.93] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.68] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.25] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.12] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.31] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:51.33] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:54.19] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.27] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:59.05] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:00.54] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.22] Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.33] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.43] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.24] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.37] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.05] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.39] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:22.18] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.06] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.80] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.97] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.49] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.41] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.07] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.80] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.55] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.54] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.95] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.57] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.04] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.87] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.37] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.48] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.23] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.73] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:14.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.56] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.32] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.17] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.92] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.66] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.60] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.87] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.73] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.96] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.76] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.71] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.29] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:50.93] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.72] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.87] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.82] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.63] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.74] Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n[02:06.13] Quality Wednesday music\n[02:08.79] Wish-a-nigga-could face\n[02:11.19] (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n[02:13.39] (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n[02:15.36] Fuck you mean, nigga?\n[02:15.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: LUMBERJACK\n artist: Tyler, The Creator\n album: LUMBERJACK - Single\n duration_ms: 138000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 180\n end_ms: 2880\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n start_ms: 2880\n end_ms: 5560\n- text: '\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin'' like this\"'\n start_ms: 5560\n end_ms: 8330\n- text: Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n start_ms: 8330\n end_ms: 10430\n- text: She, she was cryin' and shit\n start_ms: 10430\n end_ms: 12240\n- text: It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n start_ms: 12240\n end_ms: 15370\n- text: It was a beautiful moment\n start_ms: 15370\n end_ms: 17050\n- text: You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n start_ms: 17050\n end_ms: 19390\n- text: '''Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)'\n start_ms: 19390\n end_ms: 22180\n- text: You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n start_ms: 22180\n end_ms: 24130\n- text: (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n start_ms: 24130\n end_ms: 27060\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 27060\n end_ms: 29800\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n start_ms: 29800\n end_ms: 32970\n- text: MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n start_ms: 32970\n end_ms: 35490\n- text: Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n start_ms: 35490\n end_ms: 38410\n- text: Too far? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\n Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\n I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\n Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\n Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\n That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\n Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n Quality Wednesday music\n Wish-a-nigga-could face\n (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n Fuck you mean, nigga?\n"},{"id":17135261,"name":"Tyler, The Creator - LUMBERJACK","trackName":"Tyler, The Creator - LUMBERJACK","artistName":"Tyler The Creator","albumName":"CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST: The Estate Sale","duration":138.34449,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\nHaha, that's what my mom was sayin'\nShe, she was cryin' and shit\nIt was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n\nIt was a beautiful moment\nYou alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\nYou never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n(Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\nWhips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:03.13] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.36] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.31] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:11.89] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.13] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.02] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.37] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:21.72] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.14] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:30.23] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.49] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.59] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.49] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.06] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.86] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.63] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.64] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.84] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.52] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.18] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.80] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.34] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.40] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.37] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.96] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:15.07] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.17] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.33] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.10] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.83] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.60] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.62] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:34.53] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.94] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.84] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.61] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.76] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.38] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:51.06] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.89] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.77] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.95] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.88] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.64] Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n[02:06.02] Quality Wednesday music\n[02:08.73] Wish-a-nigga-could face\n[02:11.08] (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n[02:13.98] (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n[02:15.34] Fuck you mean, nigga?\n[02:18.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Tyler, The Creator - LUMBERJACK\n artist: Tyler The Creator\n album: 'CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST: The Estate Sale'\n duration_ms: 138344\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 70\n end_ms: 3130\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n start_ms: 3130\n end_ms: 5560\n- text: '\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin'' like this\"'\n start_ms: 5560\n end_ms: 8360\n- text: Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n start_ms: 8360\n end_ms: 10310\n- text: She, she was cryin' and shit\n start_ms: 10310\n end_ms: 11890\n- text: It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n start_ms: 11890\n end_ms: 15130\n- text: It was a beautiful moment\n start_ms: 15130\n end_ms: 17020\n- text: You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n start_ms: 17020\n end_ms: 19370\n- text: '''Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)'\n start_ms: 19370\n end_ms: 21720\n- text: You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n start_ms: 21720\n end_ms: 24130\n- text: (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n start_ms: 24130\n end_ms: 27140\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 27140\n end_ms: 30230\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n start_ms: 30230\n end_ms: 32490\n- text: MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n start_ms: 32490\n end_ms: 35590\n- text: Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n start_ms: 35590\n end_ms: 38490\n- text: Too far? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\n Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\n I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\n Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\n Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\n That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\n Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n Quality Wednesday music\n Wish-a-nigga-could face\n (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n Fuck you mean, nigga?\n"},{"id":28283697,"name":"LUMBERJACK","trackName":"LUMBERJACK","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG OFFICIAL SOUNDTRACK","duration":138.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\nHaha, that's what my mom was sayin'\nShe, she was cryin' and shit\nIt was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n\nIt was a beautiful moment\nYou alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\nYou never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n(Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\nWhips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.33] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.43] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.24] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.37] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.05] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.39] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:22.18] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.06] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.80] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.97] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.49] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.41] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.07] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.80] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.55] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.54] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.95] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.57] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.04] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.87] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.37] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.48] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.23] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.73] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:14.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.56] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.32] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.17] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.92] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.66] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.60] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.87] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.73] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.96] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.76] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.71] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.29] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:50.93] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.72] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.87] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.82] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.63] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.74] Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\n Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\n That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\n Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.24] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.92] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.51] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.46] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.56] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.35] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.41] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.08] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.42] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:22.19] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.12] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.87] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.99] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.50] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.41] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.12] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.82] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.50] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.69] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.96] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.66] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.24] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.01] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.87] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.41] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.52] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.24] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.74] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:14.82] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.55] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.39] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.13] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.96] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.65] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.79] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.82] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.86] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.97] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.75] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.76] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.30] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:50.97] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.73] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.80] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.97] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.75] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.72] Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood\n start_ms: 83120\n end_ms: 85514\n words:\n - text: 'Too '\n start_ms: 83120\n - text: 'far? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.33] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.43] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.24] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.37] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.05] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.39] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:22.18] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.06] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.80] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.97] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.49] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.41] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.07] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.80] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.55] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.54] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.95] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.57] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.04] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.87] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.37] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.48] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.23] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.73] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:14.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.56] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.32] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.17] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.92] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.66] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.60] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.87] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.73] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.96] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.76] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.71] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.29] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:50.93] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.72] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.87] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.82] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.63] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.74] Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n[02:06.13] Quality Wednesday music\n[02:08.79] Wish-a-nigga-could face\n[02:11.19] (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n[02:13.39] (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n[02:15.36] Fuck you mean, nigga?\n[02:15.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: LUMBERJACK\n artist: Tyler, The Creator\n album: 'CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST: The Estate Sale'\n duration_ms: 29000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 180\n end_ms: 2880\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n start_ms: 2880\n end_ms: 5560\n- text: '\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin'' like this\"'\n start_ms: 5560\n end_ms: 8330\n- text: Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n start_ms: 8330\n end_ms: 10430\n- text: She, she was cryin' and shit\n start_ms: 10430\n end_ms: 12240\n- text: It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n start_ms: 12240\n end_ms: 15370\n- text: It was a beautiful moment\n start_ms: 15370\n end_ms: 17050\n- text: You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n start_ms: 17050\n end_ms: 19390\n- text: '''Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)'\n start_ms: 19390\n end_ms: 22180\n- text: You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n start_ms: 22180\n end_ms: 24130\n- text: (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n start_ms: 24130\n end_ms: 27060\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 27060\n end_ms: 29800\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n start_ms: 29800\n end_ms: 32970\n- text: MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n start_ms: 32970\n end_ms: 35490\n- text: Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n start_ms: 35490\n end_ms: 38410\n- text: Too far? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.92] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.66] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.60] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.87] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.73] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.96] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.76] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.71] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.29] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:50.93] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.72] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.87] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.82] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.63] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.74] Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\n Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\n I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\n Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\n Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\n That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\n Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:03.13] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.36] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.31] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:11.89] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.13] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.02] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.37] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:21.72] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.14] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:30.23] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.49] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.59] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.49] Too far? 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This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.63] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.64] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.84] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.52] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.18] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.80] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.34] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.40] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.37] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.96] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:15.07] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.17] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.33] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.10] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.83] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.60] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.62] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:34.53] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.94] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.84] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.61] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.76] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.38] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:51.06] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.89] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.77] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.95] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.88] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.64] Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\n Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\n I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\n Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\n Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\n That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\n Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n Quality Wednesday music\n Wish-a-nigga-could face\n (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n Fuck you mean, nigga?\n"},{"id":36280641,"name":"LUMBERJACK","trackName":"LUMBERJACK","artistName":"Tyler, The Creator","albumName":"CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST The Estate Sale","duration":119.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\nHaha, that's what my mom was sayin'\nShe, she was cryin' and shit\nIt was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n\nIt was a beautiful moment\nYou alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\nYou never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n(Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\nWhips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.33] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.43] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.24] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.37] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.05] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.39] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:22.18] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.06] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.80] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.97] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.49] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.41] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.07] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.80] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.55] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.54] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.95] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.57] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.04] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.87] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.37] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.48] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.23] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.73] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:14.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.56] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.32] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.17] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.92] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.66] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.60] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.87] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.73] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.96] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.76] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.71] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.29] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:50.93] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.72] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.87] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.82] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.63] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.74] Fuck niggas talking to me about? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\n Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\n I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\n Too far? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\nDo it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\nThey ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n(You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\nNiggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\nI hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\nI own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\nI took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\nI put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\nAnd bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\nThat big boy, that big bitch for all weather\nIt never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\nShoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\nMSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\nGood credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\nToo far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\nCall me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\nNigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\nIt's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\nAyo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\nMy nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\nSalad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\nNiggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\nThat's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\nUsed to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\nUsed to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\nNow I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\nRolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\nNah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\nThat's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\nFuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\nQuality Wednesday music\nWish-a-nigga-could face\n(Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n(Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\nFuck you mean, nigga?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:02.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n[00:05.56] \"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin' like this\"\n[00:08.33] Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n[00:10.43] She, she was cryin' and shit\n[00:12.24] It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n[00:15.37] It was a beautiful moment\n[00:17.05] You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n[00:19.39] 'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)\n[00:22.18] You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n[00:24.13] (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n[00:27.06] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n[00:29.80] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[00:32.97] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n[00:35.49] Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n[00:38.41] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n[00:41.07] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n[00:43.80] Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n[00:46.55] They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n[00:48.54] (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n[00:49.95] Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n[00:52.57] I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n[00:55.27] I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n[00:58.04] I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n[01:00.87] I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n[01:03.37] And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n[01:06.48] That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n[01:09.23] It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n[01:11.73] Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n[01:14.88] Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n[01:17.56] MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n[01:20.32] Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n[01:23.17] Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n[01:25.92] Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n[01:28.66] Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n[01:30.60] It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n[01:33.87] Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n[01:36.73] My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n[01:39.96] Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n[01:42.76] Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n[01:45.71] That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n[01:48.29] Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n[01:50.93] Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n[01:53.72] Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n[01:56.87] Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n[01:58.82] Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n[02:01.63] That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n[02:03.74] Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n[02:06.13] Quality Wednesday music\n[02:08.79] Wish-a-nigga-could face\n[02:11.19] (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n[02:13.39] (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n[02:15.36] Fuck you mean, nigga?\n[02:15.56] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: LUMBERJACK\n artist: Tyler, The Creator\n album: Call Me If You Get Lost∶ The Estate Sale\n duration_ms: 138000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 180\n end_ms: 2880\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't— (hold up)\n start_ms: 2880\n end_ms: 5560\n- text: '\"Oh, my God, I never seen nothin'' like this\"'\n start_ms: 5560\n end_ms: 8330\n- text: Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'\n start_ms: 8330\n end_ms: 10430\n- text: She, she was cryin' and shit\n start_ms: 10430\n end_ms: 12240\n- text: It was, she was just like, \"This shit is beautiful\"\n start_ms: 12240\n end_ms: 15370\n- text: It was a beautiful moment\n start_ms: 15370\n end_ms: 17050\n- text: You alway– you always keep the picnic blankets in the back\n start_ms: 17050\n end_ms: 19390\n- text: '''Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)'\n start_ms: 19390\n end_ms: 22180\n- text: You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at\n start_ms: 22180\n end_ms: 24130\n- text: (Okay, haha, let's go, now we ready)\n start_ms: 24130\n end_ms: 27060\n- text: Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out\n start_ms: 27060\n end_ms: 29800\n- text: Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n start_ms: 29800\n end_ms: 32970\n- text: MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?\n start_ms: 32970\n end_ms: 35490\n- text: Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)\n start_ms: 35490\n end_ms: 38410\n- text: Too far? 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Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh, right)\n Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face (uh)\n They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait\n (You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit)\n\n Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on\n I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)\n I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan\n I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad (ugh, oh shit)\n\n I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate\n And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)\n That big boy, that big bitch for all weather\n It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out (man, what the fuck?)\n Shoutout to my mother, and my father didn't pull out\n MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)\n Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)\n\n Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood\n Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)\n Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg— (it's the face)\n It's different, it's really different (catch up, niggas)\n\n Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm\n My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)\n Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons\n Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic (oh) new wand (nigga)\n\n That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (ah)\n Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed\n Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (why I'm motherfuckin' rich)\n Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (that's six)\n\n Rolls-Royce pull up (zero) Black boy hop out (that's seven)\n Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit\n That's it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga\n\n Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close y'all fuckin' faces\n Quality Wednesday music\n Wish-a-nigga-could face\n (Them stones is cloudy, nigga) Oh yeah, you asked for it\n (Fuckin' crumbs) Wish-a-nigga-would face\n Fuck you mean, nigga?\n"}]