[{"id":33616870,"name":"Grove St. Party","trackName":"Grove St. Party","artistName":"Waka Flocka Flame","albumName":"Benjamin Flocka","duration":395.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Grove, Grove Street\nFlocka\n\nI got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nBottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\nMy partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo-woo)\nRoll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\nI stepped in the club (here we go), rollin' up that loud shit (woo)\nMy weed keep your security sayin', \"Be quiet\" (fuck)\nMy bread just start a riot, the girls get excited (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nHold on, wanna try it? I'm like, \"Why not try it?\" (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n\nMy swag, they wanna buy it (woo), my juice, they wanna try it (no)\nClub goin' stupid, when I \"O Let's Do It\"\nJewelry got her chewin' (chewin'), juggin' and she movin' (movin')\nGrove Street villain, nigga, who you killin'? (Grove Street)\n\nBroke two years ago, now I'm worth a million (yeah-yeah)\nJacksons to the ceilin' (facts), that's how we ballin' (facts, facts, facts)\nYou know that I'm rollin' (rollin'), throwin' up a mean bag (rollin')\nNow I'm off the meter, in the club with a heater (rollin')\n\nI got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nBottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\nMy partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\nRoll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah, huh)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah Kebo)\n\nA party ain't a party 'til I walk in it\nLime green flag match the fitted and the linen\nGucci shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted\n'Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin'\n\nI'm rollin' like a motherfucker, I'ma roll out in this motherfucker\nOn my Roscoe Dash shit, I'm 'bout to show out in this motherfucker\nMy jewelry game on frost, about to snow out in this motherfucker\nAyy, Flocka, get 'em burners, let's pull out in this motherfucker\n\nAyy, motherfucker, what the hell is you rockin' for?\nRun up on me and my squad, now that shouldn't be an option, so\nSomebody better let him know, I suggest that you let it go\nThis is Grove Street party, safe niggas, hit the exit door\n\nI got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nBottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\nMy partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\nRoll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Grove Street)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\nRollin' off them beans (rollin'), you can do the lean (lean)\nBlowin' on that loud purp, pass that Bobby Brown back (loud)\nThe hood got my fuckin' back, the streets, I'm not duckin' that\nPlease step the fuck back, Grove Street, yes, we are back\n\nHood plus I'm nigga rich, every ghetto feelin' this\n20 on my right wrist (woo), 30 on my left wrist (woo)\nHunnid on my neck, I'll die for my respect (blaow)\n20-fuckin'-10, I'ma blow the whole check (blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, fuck)\n\nIn the club, flex (flex), after party, flex (flex)\nYou know how we ball (switch), all I know is ball (switch)\nEvery dollar in my pocket, I'ma spend it all\nWhen a nigga die, they gon' say shawty raw\n\nI got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nBottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\nMy partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\nRoll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.25] Grove, Grove Street\n[00:10.12] Flocka\n[00:13.14] I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[00:17.27] Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[00:20.66] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[00:24.35] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[00:27.00] My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo-woo)\n[00:31.07] Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\n[00:34.51] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[00:37.89] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[00:40.86] I stepped in the club (here we go), rollin' up that loud shit (woo)\n[00:44.39] My weed keep your security sayin', \"Be quiet\" (fuck)\n[00:47.58] My bread just start a riot, the girls get excited (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[00:51.02] Hold on, wanna try it? I'm like, \"Why not try it?\" (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[00:54.52] My swag, they wanna buy it (woo), my juice, they wanna try it (no)\n[00:58.07] Club goin' stupid, when I \"O Let's Do It\"\n[01:01.57] Jewelry got her chewin' (chewin'), juggin' and she movin' (movin')\n[01:04.85] Grove Street villain, nigga, who you killin'? (Grove Street)\n[01:08.36] Broke two years ago, now I'm worth a million (yeah-yeah)\n[01:11.82] Jacksons to the ceilin' (facts), that's how we ballin' (facts, facts, facts)\n[01:15.36] You know that I'm rollin' (rollin'), throwin' up a mean bag (rollin')\n[01:18.88] Now I'm off the meter, in the club with a heater (rollin')\n[01:21.67] I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[01:25.46] Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[01:28.93] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[01:32.75] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[01:35.60] My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\n[01:39.49] Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\n[01:42.44] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah, huh)\n[01:46.30] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah Kebo)\n[01:49.94] A party ain't a party 'til I walk in it\n[01:52.48] Lime green flag match the fitted and the linen\n[01:56.01] Gucci shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted\n[01:59.56] 'Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin'\n[02:02.75] I'm rollin' like a motherfucker, I'ma roll out in this motherfucker\n[02:06.66] On my Roscoe Dash shit, I'm 'bout to show out in this motherfucker\n[02:09.83] My jewelry game on frost, about to snow out in this motherfucker\n[02:13.35] Ayy, Flocka, get 'em burners, let's pull out in this motherfucker\n[02:17.24] Ayy, motherfucker, what the hell is you rockin' for?\n[02:20.53] Run up on me and my squad, now that shouldn't be an option, so\n[02:23.85] Somebody better let him know, I suggest that you let it go\n[02:27.21] This is Grove Street party, safe niggas, hit the exit door\n[02:30.71] I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:34.11] Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:37.42] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[02:41.14] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[02:44.30] My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\n[02:47.78] Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\n[02:51.07] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Grove Street)\n[02:54.36] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[02:58.30] Rollin' off them beans (rollin'), you can do the lean (lean)\n[03:01.54] Blowin' on that loud purp, pass that Bobby Brown back (loud)\n[03:04.95] The hood got my fuckin' back, the streets, I'm not duckin' that\n[03:07.96] Please step the fuck back, Grove Street, yes, we are back\n[03:12.10] Hood plus I'm nigga rich, every ghetto feelin' this\n[03:15.38] 20 on my right wrist (woo), 30 on my left wrist (woo)\n[03:18.81] Hunnid on my neck, I'll die for my respect (blaow)\n[03:22.10] 20-fuckin'-10, I'ma blow the whole check (blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, fuck)\n[03:25.37] In the club, flex (flex), after party, flex (flex)\n[03:29.15] You know how we ball (switch), all I know is ball (switch)\n[03:32.40] Every dollar in my pocket, I'ma spend it all\n[03:35.79] When a nigga die, they gon' say shawty raw\n[03:39.23] I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[03:42.81] Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[03:46.16] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[03:50.10] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[03:52.97] My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\n[03:56.29] Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\n[03:59.55] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[04:03.31] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[04:06.31] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Grove St. Party\n  artist: Waka Flocka Flame\n  album: Benjamin Flocka\n  duration_ms: 395000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Grove, Grove Street\n  start_ms: 3250\n  end_ms: 10120\n- text: Flocka\n  start_ms: 10120\n  end_ms: 13140\n- text: I got a whole lotta money 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shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted\n[01:59.56] 'Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin'\n[02:02.75] I'm rollin' like a motherfucker, I'ma roll out in this motherfucker\n[02:06.66] On my Roscoe Dash shit, I'm 'bout to show out in this motherfucker\n[02:09.83] My jewelry game on frost, about to snow out in this motherfucker\n[02:13.35] Ayy, Flocka, get 'em burners, let's pull out in this motherfucker\n[02:17.24] Ayy, motherfucker, what the hell is you rockin' for?\n[02:20.53] Run up on me and my squad, now that shouldn't be an option, so\n[02:23.85] Somebody better let him know, I suggest that you let it go\n[02:27.21] This is Grove Street party, safe niggas, hit the exit door\n[02:30.71] I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:34.11] Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:37.42] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[02:41.14] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party 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(Grove Street)\n\n  Broke two years ago, now I'm worth a million (yeah-yeah)\n  Jacksons to the ceilin' (facts), that's how we ballin' (facts, facts, facts)\n  You know that I'm rollin' (rollin'), throwin' up a mean bag (rollin')\n  Now I'm off the meter, in the club with a heater (rollin')\n\n  I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\n  My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\n  Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah, huh)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah Kebo)\n\n  A party ain't a party 'til I walk in it\n  Lime green flag match the fitted and the linen\n  Gucci shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted\n  'Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin'\n\n  I'm rollin' like a motherfucker, I'ma roll out in this motherfucker\n  On my Roscoe Dash shit, I'm 'bout to show out in this motherfucker\n  My jewelry game on frost, about to snow out in this motherfucker\n  Ayy, Flocka, get 'em burners, let's pull out in this motherfucker\n\n  Ayy, motherfucker, what the hell is you rockin' for?\n  Run up on me and my squad, now that shouldn't be an option, so\n  Somebody better let him know, I suggest that you let it go\n  This is Grove Street party, safe niggas, hit the exit door\n\n  I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\n  My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\n  Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Grove Street)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\n  Rollin' off them beans (rollin'), you can do the lean (lean)\n  Blowin' on that loud purp, pass that Bobby Brown back (loud)\n  The hood got my fuckin' back, the streets, I'm not duckin' that\n  Please step the fuck back, Grove Street, yes, we are back\n\n  Hood plus I'm nigga rich, every ghetto feelin' this\n  20 on my right wrist (woo), 30 on my left wrist (woo)\n  Hunnid on my neck, I'll die for my respect (blaow)\n  20-fuckin'-10, I'ma blow the whole check (blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, fuck)\n\n  In the club, flex (flex), after party, flex (flex)\n  You know how we ball (switch), all I know is ball (switch)\n  Every dollar in my pocket, I'ma spend it all\n  When a nigga die, they gon' say shawty raw\n\n  I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\n  My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\n  Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n"},{"id":22145642,"name":"Grove St. Party","trackName":"Grove St. Party","artistName":"Waka Flocka Flame","albumName":"Flockaveli","duration":254.92898,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Grove (Brick Squad), Street\nFlocka\n\nI got a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me\nBottles keep poppin', that's why the bad hoes jockin'\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nMy partner on a pill, my other partner drunk\nRoll up the loud, I'm trying to get fucked up\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n\nI stepped in the club, rolling up that loud shit\nMy weed keep your security saying, \"Be quiet\"\nMy bread just start a riot, the girls get excited\nHold on, want to try it? I'm like, \"Why not try it?\"\nMy swag, they want to buy it, my juice, they want to try it\nClub going stupid, when I \"O Let's Do It\"\nJewelry got her chewin', juggin' and she movin'\nGrove Street villain, nigga, who you killing?\nBroke two years ago, now I'm worth a million\nJacksons to the ceiling, that's how we ballin'\nYou know that I'm rollin', throwing up a mean bag\nNow I'm off the meter, in the club with a heater\n\nI got a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me\nBottles keep poppin', that's why the bad hoes jockin' (Whoo Kid)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n\nI got a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me\nBottles keep poppin', that's why the bad hoes jockin' (Whoo Kid)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Whoo Kid)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Brick Squad)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Grove St. Party\n  artist: Waka Flocka Flame\n  album: Flockaveli\n  duration_ms: 254929\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Grove (Brick Squad), Street\n  Flocka\n\n  I got a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me\n  Bottles keep poppin', that's why the bad hoes jockin'\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk\n  Roll up the loud, I'm trying to get fucked up\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n\n  I stepped in the club, rolling up that loud shit\n  My weed keep your security saying, \"Be quiet\"\n  My bread just start a riot, the girls get excited\n  Hold on, want to try it? I'm like, \"Why not try it?\"\n  My swag, they want to buy it, my juice, they want to try it\n  Club going stupid, when I \"O Let's Do It\"\n  Jewelry got her chewin', juggin' and she movin'\n  Grove Street villain, nigga, who you killing?\n  Broke two years ago, now I'm worth a million\n  Jacksons to the ceiling, that's how we ballin'\n  You know that I'm rollin', throwing up a mean bag\n  Now I'm off the meter, in the club with a heater\n\n  I got a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me\n  Bottles keep poppin', that's why the bad hoes jockin' (Whoo Kid)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n\n  I got a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me\n  Bottles keep poppin', that's why the bad hoes jockin' (Whoo Kid)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Whoo Kid)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Brick Squad)\n"},{"id":9805085,"name":"Grove St. Party","trackName":"Grove St. Party","artistName":"Waka Flocka Flame","albumName":"The Turn Up Godz Tour","duration":134.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Grove (Brick Squad), Street\nFlocka\n\nI got a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me\nBottles keep poppin', that's why the bad hoes jockin'\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nMy partner on a pill, my other partner drunk\nRoll up the loud, I'm trying to get fucked up\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n\nI stepped in the club, rolling up that loud shit\nMy weed keep your security saying, \"Be quiet\"\nMy bread just start a riot, the girls get excited\nHold on, want to try it? I'm like, \"Why not try it?\"\nMy swag, they want to buy it, my juice, they want to try it\nClub going stupid, when I \"O Let's Do It\"\nJewelry got her chewin', juggin' and she movin'\nGrove Street villain, nigga, who you killing?\nBroke two years ago, now I'm worth a million\nJacksons to the ceiling, that's how we ballin'\nYou know that I'm rollin', throwing up a mean bag\nNow I'm off the meter, in the club with a heater\n\nI got a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me\nBottles keep poppin', that's why the bad hoes jockin' (Whoo Kid)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n\nI got a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me\nBottles keep poppin', that's why the bad hoes jockin' (Whoo Kid)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Whoo Kid)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Brick Squad)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Grove St. Party\n  artist: Waka Flocka Flame\n  album: The Turn Up Godz Tour\n  duration_ms: 134000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Grove (Brick Squad), Street\n  Flocka\n\n  I got a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me\n  Bottles keep poppin', that's why the bad hoes jockin'\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk\n  Roll up the loud, I'm trying to get fucked up\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n\n  I stepped in the club, rolling up that loud shit\n  My weed keep your security saying, \"Be quiet\"\n  My bread just start a riot, the girls get excited\n  Hold on, want to try it? 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I'm like, \"Why not try it?\"\nMy swag, they want to buy it, my juice, they want to try it\nClub going stupid, when I \"O Let's Do It\"\nJewelry got her chewin', juggin' and she movin'\nGrove Street villain, nigga, who you killing?\nBroke two years ago, now I'm worth a million\nJacksons to the ceiling, that's how we ballin'\nYou know that I'm rollin', throwing up a mean bag\nNow I'm off the meter, in the club with a heater\n\nI got a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me\nBottles keep poppin', that's why the bad hoes jockin' (Whoo Kid)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n\nI got a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me\nBottles keep poppin', that's why the bad hoes jockin' (Whoo Kid)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Whoo Kid)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Brick Squad)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Grove St. Party\n  artist: Waka Flocka Flame\n  album: Mollywood\n  duration_ms: 134000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Grove (Brick Squad), Street\n  Flocka\n\n  I got a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me\n  Bottles keep poppin', that's why the bad hoes jockin'\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  My partner on a pill, my other partner drunk\n  Roll up the loud, I'm trying to get fucked up\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party\n\n  I stepped in the club, rolling up that loud shit\n  My weed keep your security saying, \"Be quiet\"\n  My bread just start a riot, the girls get excited\n  Hold on, want to try it? 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I'm like, \"Why not try it?\" (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n\nMy swag, they wanna buy it (woo), my juice, they wanna try it (no)\nClub goin' stupid, when I \"O Let's Do It\"\nJewelry got her chewin' (chewin'), juggin' and she movin' (movin')\nGrove Street villain, nigga, who you killin'? (Grove Street)\n\nBroke two years ago, now I'm worth a million (yeah-yeah)\nJacksons to the ceilin' (facts), that's how we ballin' (facts, facts, facts)\nYou know that I'm rollin' (rollin'), throwin' up a mean bag (rollin')\nNow I'm off the meter, in the club with a heater (rollin')\n\nI got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nBottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\nMy partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\nRoll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah, huh)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah Kebo)\n\nA party ain't a party 'til I walk in it\nLime green flag match the fitted and the linen\nGucci shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted\n'Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin'\n\nI'm rollin' like a motherfucker, I'ma roll out in this motherfucker\nOn my Roscoe Dash shit, I'm 'bout to show out in this motherfucker\nMy jewelry game on frost, about to snow out in this motherfucker\nAyy, Flocka, get 'em burners, let's pull out in this motherfucker\n\nAyy, motherfucker, what the hell is you rockin' for?\nRun up on me and my squad, now that shouldn't be an option, so\nSomebody better let him know, I suggest that you let it go\nThis is Grove Street party, safe niggas, hit the exit door\n\nI got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nBottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\nMy partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\nRoll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (Grove Street)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\nRollin' off them beans (rollin'), you can do the lean (lean)\nBlowin' on that loud purp, pass that Bobby Brown back (loud)\nThe hood got my fuckin' back, the streets, I'm not duckin' that\nPlease step the fuck back, Grove Street, yes, we are back\n\nHood plus I'm nigga rich, every ghetto feelin' this\n20 on my right wrist (woo), 30 on my left wrist (woo)\nHunnid on my neck, I'll die for my respect (blaow)\n20-fuckin'-10, I'ma blow the whole check (blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, fuck)\n\nIn the club, flex (flex), after party, flex (flex)\nYou know how we ball (switch), all I know is ball (switch)\nEvery dollar in my pocket, I'ma spend it all\nWhen a nigga die, they gon' say shawty raw\n\nI got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nBottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\nMy partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\nRoll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\nIt's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.25] Grove, Grove Street\n[00:10.12] Flocka\n[00:13.14] I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[00:17.27] Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[00:20.66] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[00:24.35] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[00:27.00] My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo-woo)\n[00:31.07] Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\n[00:34.51] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[00:37.89] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[00:40.86] I stepped in the club (here we go), rollin' up that loud shit (woo)\n[00:44.39] My weed keep your security sayin', \"Be quiet\" (fuck)\n[00:47.58] My bread just start a riot, the girls get excited (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[00:51.02] Hold on, wanna try it? I'm like, \"Why not try it?\" (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[00:54.52] My swag, they wanna buy it (woo), my juice, they wanna try it (no)\n[00:58.07] Club goin' stupid, when I \"O Let's Do It\"\n[01:01.57] Jewelry got her chewin' (chewin'), juggin' and she movin' (movin')\n[01:04.85] Grove Street villain, nigga, who you killin'? (Grove Street)\n[01:08.36] Broke two years ago, now I'm worth a million (yeah-yeah)\n[01:11.82] Jacksons to the ceilin' (facts), that's how we ballin' (facts, facts, facts)\n[01:15.36] You know that I'm rollin' (rollin'), throwin' up a mean bag (rollin')\n[01:18.88] Now I'm off the meter, in the club with a heater (rollin')\n[01:21.67] I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[01:25.46] Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[01:28.93] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[01:32.75] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[01:35.60] My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\n[01:39.49] Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\n[01:42.44] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah, huh)\n[01:46.30] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah Kebo)\n[01:49.94] A party ain't a party 'til I walk in it\n[01:52.48] Lime green flag match the fitted and the linen\n[01:56.01] Gucci shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted\n[01:59.56] 'Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin'\n[02:02.75] I'm rollin' like a motherfucker, I'ma roll out in this motherfucker\n[02:06.66] On my Roscoe Dash shit, I'm 'bout to show out in this motherfucker\n[02:09.83] My jewelry game on frost, about to snow out in this motherfucker\n[02:13.35] Ayy, Flocka, get 'em burners, let's pull out in this motherfucker\n[02:17.24] Ayy, motherfucker, what the hell is you rockin' for?\n[02:20.53] Run up on me and my squad, now that shouldn't be an option, so\n[02:23.85] Somebody better let him know, I suggest that you let it go\n[02:27.21] This is Grove Street party, safe niggas, hit the exit door\n[02:30.71] I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:34.11] Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:37.42] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n[02:41.14] It's a party, it's a party, it's a party 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95650\n  end_ms: 99490\n- text: Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\n  start_ms: 99490\n  end_ms: 102440\n- text: It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah, huh)\n  start_ms: 102440\n  end_ms: 106230\n- text: It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah Kebo)\n  start_ms: 106230\n  end_ms: 109930\n- text: A party ain't a party 'til I walk in it\n  start_ms: 109930\n  end_ms: 112480\n- text: Lime green flag match the fitted and the linen\n  start_ms: 112480\n  end_ms: 116070\n- text: Gucci shades are on my face and my lens kinda tinted\n  start_ms: 116070\n  end_ms: 119540\n- text: '''Cause my eyes real low and my head just started spinnin'''\n  start_ms: 119540\n  end_ms: 122760\n- text: I'm rollin' like a motherfucker, I'ma roll out in this motherfucker\n  start_ms: 122760\n  end_ms: 126650\n- text: On my Roscoe Dash shit, I'm 'bout to show out in this motherfucker\n  start_ms: 126650\n  end_ms: 129850\n- text: My jewelry game on frost, about to snow out in this motherfucker\n  start_ms: 129850\n  end_ms: 133310\n- text: Ayy, Flocka, get 'em burners, let's pull out in this motherfucker\n  start_ms: 133310\n  end_ms: 137270\n- text: Ayy, motherfucker, what the hell is you rockin' for?\n  start_ms: 137270\n  end_ms: 140520\n- text: Run up on me and my squad, now that shouldn't be an option, so\n  start_ms: 140520\n  end_ms: 143880\n- text: Somebody better let him know, I suggest that you let it go\n  start_ms: 143880\n  end_ms: 147240\n- text: This is Grove Street party, safe niggas, hit the exit door\n  start_ms: 147240\n  end_ms: 150790\n- text: I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  start_ms: 150790\n  end_ms: 154110\n- text: Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  start_ms: 154110\n  end_ms: 157440\n- text: It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n  start_ms: 157440\n  end_ms: 161130\n- text: It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n  start_ms: 161130\n  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(woo)\n  start_ms: 195320\n  end_ms: 198880\n- text: Hunnid on my neck, I'll die for my respect (blaow)\n  start_ms: 198880\n  end_ms: 202100\n- text: 20-fuckin'-10, I'ma blow the whole check (blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, fuck)\n  start_ms: 202100\n  end_ms: 205310\n- text: In the club, flex (flex), after party, flex (flex)\n  start_ms: 205310\n  end_ms: 209120\n- text: You know how we ball (switch), all I know is ball (switch)\n  start_ms: 209120\n  end_ms: 212330\n- text: Every dollar in my pocket, I'ma spend it all\n  start_ms: 212330\n  end_ms: 215720\n- text: When a nigga die, they gon' say shawty raw\n  start_ms: 215720\n  end_ms: 219200\n- text: I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  start_ms: 219200\n  end_ms: 222900\n- text: Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  start_ms: 222900\n  end_ms: 226160\n- text: It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n  start_ms: 226160\n  end_ms: 230070\n- text: It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n  start_ms: 230070\n  end_ms: 232940\n- text: My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo, woo)\n  start_ms: 232940\n  end_ms: 236220\n- text: Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\n  start_ms: 236220\n  end_ms: 239580\n- text: It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n  start_ms: 239580\n  end_ms: 243320\n- text: It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n  start_ms: 243320\n  end_ms: 246320\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 246320\nplain: |-\n  Grove, Grove Street\n  Flocka\n\n  I got a whole lotta money (yeah), bitches count it for me (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Bottle keep poppin' while the bad hoes jackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n\n  My partner on a pill (woo), my other partner drunk (woo-woo)\n  Roll up the loud, I'm tryna get fucked up\n  It's a party, it's a party, it's a party (yeah)\n  It's a party, 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I'm like, \"Why not try it?\" (yeah, yeah, yeah)\n\n  My swag, they wanna buy it (woo), my juice, they wanna try it (no)\n  Club goin' stupid, when I \"O Let's Do It\"\n  Jewelry got her chewin' (chewin'), juggin' and she movin' (movin')\n  Grove Street villain, nigga, who you killin'? 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