[{"id":37063556,"name":"Step (Remix ft. Danny Brown, Heems, & Despot)","trackName":"Step (Remix ft. Danny Brown, Heems, & Despot)","artistName":"Vampire Weekend","albumName":"Dopest","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Every time I see you in the world\nYou always step to my girl\n\nBack, back, way back I used to front like I was Don Juan\nCouldn't settle down, couldn't find a girl to hoe down\nUsed to get my roll on, hit the spot to stroll on\nNow I found one with a hand I like to hold on\nEvery time I'm with her dudes always wanna stare\n\nI be starin' back like, \"Dude, I wanna go there\"\n\nUsed to didn't care, now I hit you with a chair\nIf they just so happen touch a strand of her hair\nNow me and shorty wop spendin' more and more time\nSo since she got my heart then I gotta have her spine\nAnd if any fool try to come for what's mine\nA pair of size nines where the sun don't shine\nThe sugar in my Kool-Aid, boo get me through days\nSwear to God one day I might watch her throw a bouquet\nSo nowhere on this Earth, nowhere in this world\nI should ever ever see you steppin' to my girl\n\nThat's my old girl, my old girl from college\nI always think about her when the leaves turn orange\nYeah, we went to Wesleyan and she scoffed at Vassar\nI met her at a wine and cheese, I looked right past her\nApparently she would notify me right after\nI smashed her the first night, the first pipe's the worst pipe\n\nBut after I satisfied her thirst like\nMmm, the pastor'll satisfy the church like\n\nShe lived in Westco and she studied frescoes\nAnd head to toes she stayed in the best clothes\nI represent Queens, she would move out to Brooklyn\n\nNever thought that she would have her precious heart tooken\nBy a shy brown guy from Bellerose\nThat stayed in shell toes until hell froze\nHer freckles dance on her porcelain skin\nIt's like she got a special force within\nAnd I've been high but ain't no higher place\nThan alongside her by the fireplace\n\nAct like you ain't even seen me standin' next to her\nI'll tie your kicks together if you ever try and step to her\nMust be why you trippin' when I ask you why you stressin' her\nPassin' notes and textin' her, I'm 'bout to shoot the messenger\n\nUsed to smash, slap 'em on the ass and go away\nThey ask when I'ma call 'em and I hit 'em with a poker face\nColdest shoulder known to blow a load then leave 'em frozen, skate\nMagnum wrapper in the trash, I told 'em nothin' gold can stay\nWho's she? Guess I turned over a new leaf\nNow I'm choosin' groups A through D over group Es\nLose sleep lately only countin' on these two sheep\nYou and me, baby, skippin' town up on these coupe seats\n\nMust've broke the mold when they made you\nProbably broke a nail or two flippin' off these lame dudes\nHollerin' in plain view, \"Awesome, what's your name, boo?\"\nBarely had a dollar and a dream but it came true\n\nEvery time I see you in the world\nYou always step to my girl","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.47] Every time I see you in the world\n[00:08.48] You always step to my girl\n[00:12.48] \n[00:36.28] Back, back, way back I used to front like I was Don Juan\n[00:39.30] Couldn't settle down, couldn't find a girl to hoe down\n[00:42.43] Used to get my roll on, hit the spot to stroll on\n[00:45.47] Now I found one with a hand I like to hold on\n[00:48.56] Every time I'm with her dudes always wanna stare\n[00:51.66] I be starin' back like, \"Dude, I wanna go there\"\n[00:54.61] Used to didn't care, now I hit you with a chair\n[00:57.44] If they just so happen touch a strand of her hair\n[01:00.62] Now me and shorty wop spendin' more and more time\n[01:03.77] So since she got my heart then I gotta have her spine\n[01:06.81] And if any fool try to come for what's mine\n[01:09.95] A pair of size nines where the sun don't shine\n[01:12.98] The sugar in my Kool-Aid, boo get me through days\n[01:16.13] Swear to God one day I might watch her throw a bouquet\n[01:19.19] So nowhere on this Earth, nowhere in this world\n[01:22.05] I should ever ever see you steppin' to my girl\n[01:25.76] That's my old girl, my old girl from college\n[01:28.41] I always think about her when the leaves turn orange\n[01:31.58] Yeah, we went to Wesleyan and she scoffed at Vassar\n[01:34.67] I met her at a wine and cheese, I looked right past her\n[01:37.69] Apparently she would notify me right after\n[01:40.61] I smashed her the first night, the first pipe's the worst pipe\n[01:44.50] But after I satisfied her thirst like\n[01:47.22] Mmm, the pastor'll satisfy the church like\n[01:50.39] She lived in Westco and she studied frescoes\n[01:53.26] And head to toes she stayed in the best clothes\n[01:56.22] I represent Queens, she would move out to Brooklyn\n[01:59.33] Never thought that she would have her precious heart tooken\n[02:02.45] By a shy brown guy from Bellerose\n[02:05.00] That stayed in shell toes until hell froze\n[02:08.31] Her freckles dance on her porcelain skin\n[02:11.45] It's like she got a special force within\n[02:14.50] And I've been high but ain't no higher place\n[02:17.44] Than alongside her by the fireplace\n[02:21.22] Act like you ain't even seen me standin' next to her\n[02:23.77] I'll tie your kicks together if you ever try and step to her\n[02:27.11] Must be why you trippin' when I ask you why you stressin' her\n[02:30.13] Passin' notes and textin' her, I'm 'bout to shoot the messenger\n[02:33.62] Used to smash, slap 'em on the ass and go away\n[02:36.13] They ask when I'ma call 'em and I hit 'em with a poker face\n[02:39.31] Coldest shoulder known to blow a load then leave 'em frozen, skate\n[02:42.54] Magnum wrapper in the trash, I told 'em nothin' gold can stay\n[02:45.98] Who's she? Guess I turned over a new leaf\n[02:48.60] Now I'm choosin' groups A through D over group Es\n[02:51.78] Lose sleep lately only countin' on these two sheep\n[02:54.88] You and me, baby, skippin' town up on these coupe seats\n[02:58.55] Must've broke the mold when they made you\n[03:00.84] Probably broke a nail or two flippin' off these lame dudes\n[03:03.99] Hollerin' in plain view, \"Awesome, what's your name, boo?\"\n[03:07.14] Barely had a dollar and a dream but it came true\n[03:11.01] Every time I see you in the world\n[03:17.85] \n[03:33.19] You always step to my girl\n[04:20.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Step (Remix ft. 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Guess I turned over a new leaf\n  Now I'm choosin' groups A through D over group Es\n  Lose sleep lately only countin' on these two sheep\n  You and me, baby, skippin' town up on these coupe seats\n\n  Must've broke the mold when they made you\n  Probably broke a nail or two flippin' off these lame dudes\n  Hollerin' in plain view, \"Awesome, what's your name, boo?\"\n  Barely had a dollar and a dream but it came true\n\n  Every time I see you in the world\n  You always step to my girl\n"}]