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Riddle me that\nWe don't need to do nothin', let 'em react\nYou know I could slay the whole city with that\nWe takin' over the night because I'm pretty in black\n\nEverythin' we do got a runway wit' it\nWalk so mean like mind yo' bidness\nLook so sharp, Hattori Hanzō linen\nThen I hit 'em with the blue steel, Mugatu, get it?\n\nWeighted in gold, my worth can never be\nIn all the realm of eternity\nLet your words and couture drape in colors and desire\nOn this night of fate\n\nI just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA (glam, glam)\nI just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA (glam, glam, glam)\nI just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA (everythin' you)\n\nYeah, I could dress casually, naturally, anythin' becomes a masterpiece\nLook how the kicks match the tee, seven different looks like a magazine\nThat means every single day becomes a fashion week\nIt's like art, fashionable lover, I'm like a narc 'cause I'm always on the cover\nHit 'em with the pose and a swag too official\nOnly ELLE I know is the mag, what's the issue?\n\nPretty girls walk like this, pretty girls talk like this\nCouple chrome plates on wrist, I mean\nWho else do you know put it on like this?\nIf you don't get it, that's not my problem\nChangin' my hair like my last name, Rodman\nTop five with the drip, top to bottom\nAnythin' that we rock, they be talkin' about it\n\nTurn the hallway to a catwalk\nTurn the sidewalk to a runway (everythin' you-you-you)\nEvery day's a photoshoot, that part\nPaparazzi got my outfit on the front page\nRolled up in it, windows tinted, can't see through it\nBut they know who's in it (everythin' you-you-you)\nOpen up the doors with the logo printed\nI don't even gotta pose for the photo finish (everythin' you)\nShakin' up the spot, lookin' stone-cold, shiver\nAnd we shine through the dark like a snow globe, glitter (everythin' you-you-you)\nI represent the XGALX, man\nI told you I'ma turn this Met into an X-GALA (everythin' you-you-you)\n\nJe le savais, je le savais très bien, mais\nI just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA\n\nWatch your step, they all hail the X\nHere to crash the party, so get out my way\nAll metallics, sweet, sexy, savage\nAnd the finest garments hangin' down my waist\nOoh, all my ladies rock this way, to all my haters, watch me slay\nBionic, all mechanic (domo arigato, Mr. Roboto)\n\nI let my dress talk for me, drip talk for me, my move talk for me\nMy lip gloss poppin' like our discography\nAnd if it's not vibrant, then it's not for me, not to diss nobody\nI had to say \"next\" to my ex-stylist, I just say \"yes\" to my hairstylist\nI'm a proud representative of XGALX\nI just turned the Met Gala to an X-GALA\n\nGlamour me gold, glamour those never seen\nIn all the name of eternity\nThere's no need to pretend, you're the undyin' fire\nIn this night of fate\n\nI just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA (walk, walk)\nI just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA (walk, walk, walk)\nI just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA (everythin' you)\n\nJe ne sais plus rien","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] Everythin' you do, ooh-ooh\n[00:03.82] Everythin' you do, ooh, oh-na\n[00:07.97] I'm fallin' so in love\n[00:11.61] I'm fallin' so in\n[00:15.73] Ce soir, je te suis jusqu'à l'infini\n[00:23.32] Au delà des planètes, à travers les univers\n[00:30.23] Just one touch, just one cut\n[00:33.81] Take us up, exodus\n[00:37.44] The time is now\n[00:39.28] So open up the gates for me, mm\n[00:44.00] Which crew flyer than us? Riddle me that\n[00:45.78] We don't need to do nothin', let 'em react\n[00:47.58] You know I could slay the whole city with that\n[00:49.15] We takin' over the night because I'm pretty in black\n[00:51.44] Everythin' we do got a runway wit' it\n[00:53.29] Walk so mean like mind yo' bidness\n[00:55.04] Look so sharp, Hattori Hanzō linen\n[00:56.81] Then I hit 'em with the blue steel, Mugatu, get it?\n[00:58.69] Weighted in gold, my worth can never be\n[01:02.55] In all the realm of eternity\n[01:05.32] Let your words and couture drape in colors and desire\n[01:09.62] On this night of fate\n[01:13.34] I just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA (glam, glam)\n[01:18.98] I just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA (glam, glam, glam)\n[01:25.94] I just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA (everythin' you)\n[01:27.38] Yeah, I could dress casually, naturally, anythin' becomes a masterpiece\n[01:30.84] Look how the kicks match the tee, seven different looks like a magazine\n[01:33.74] That means every single day becomes a fashion week\n[01:35.49] It's like art, fashionable lover, I'm like a narc 'cause I'm always on the cover\n[01:38.99] Hit 'em with the pose and a swag too official\n[01:40.96] Only ELLE I know is the mag, what's the issue?\n[01:43.14] Pretty girls walk like this, pretty girls talk like this\n[01:45.91] Couple chrome plates on wrist, I mean\n[01:47.83] Who else do you know put it on like this?\n[01:50.16] If you don't get it, that's not my problem\n[01:51.86] Changin' my hair like my last name, Rodman\n[01:53.55] Top five with the drip, top to bottom\n[01:55.30] Anythin' that we rock, they be talkin' about it\n[01:57.66] Turn the hallway to a catwalk\n[01:59.50] Turn the sidewalk to a runway (everythin' you-you-you)\n[02:01.39] Every day's a photoshoot, that part\n[02:03.06] Paparazzi got my outfit on the front page\n[02:04.88] Rolled up in it, windows tinted, can't see through it\n[02:07.07] But they know who's in it (everythin' you-you-you)\n[02:08.32] Open up the doors with the logo printed\n[02:09.82] I don't even gotta pose for the photo finish (everythin' you)\n[02:11.97] Shakin' up the spot, lookin' stone-cold, shiver\n[02:13.56] And we shine through the dark like a snow globe, glitter (everythin' you-you-you)\n[02:16.04] I represent the XGALX, man\n[02:17.46] I told you I'ma turn this Met into an X-GALA (everythin' you-you-you)\n[02:19.82] Je le savais, je le savais très bien, mais\n[02:24.76] I just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA\n[02:26.88] Watch your step, they all hail the X\n[02:28.06] Here to crash the party, so get out my way\n[02:30.25] All metallics, sweet, sexy, savage\n[02:31.93] And the finest garments hangin' down my waist\n[02:33.84] Ooh, all my ladies rock this way, to all my haters, watch me slay\n[02:37.20] Bionic, all mechanic (domo arigato, Mr. Roboto)\n[02:40.98] I let my dress talk for me, drip talk for me, my move talk for me\n[02:44.14] My lip gloss poppin' like our discography\n[02:45.89] And if it's not vibrant, then it's not for me, not to diss nobody\n[02:48.93] I had to say \"next\" to my ex-stylist, I just say \"yes\" to my hairstylist\n[02:52.68] I'm a proud representative of XGALX\n[02:54.41] I just turned the Met Gala to an X-GALA\n[02:56.06] Glamour me gold, glamour those never seen\n[02:59.75] In all the name of eternity\n[03:02.56] There's no need to pretend, you're the undyin' fire\n[03:06.82] In this night of fate\n[03:10.55] I just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA (walk, walk)\n[03:16.04] I just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA (walk, walk, walk)\n[03:23.32] I just turned the Met Gala into an X-GALA (everythin' you)\n[03:29.92] \n[03:38.04] Je ne sais plus rien\n[03:39.10] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: GALA - Instrumental\n artist: XG\n album: GALA\n duration_ms: 227422\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Everythin' you do, ooh-ooh\n start_ms: 40\n end_ms: 3820\n- text: Everythin' you do, ooh, oh-na\n start_ms: 3820\n end_ms: 7970\n- text: I'm fallin' so in love\n start_ms: 7970\n end_ms: 11610\n- text: I'm fallin' so in\n start_ms: 11610\n end_ms: 15730\n- text: Ce soir, je te suis jusqu'à l'infini\n start_ms: 15730\n end_ms: 23320\n- text: Au delà des planètes, à travers les univers\n start_ms: 23320\n end_ms: 30230\n- text: Just one touch, just one cut\n start_ms: 30230\n end_ms: 33810\n- text: Take us up, exodus\n start_ms: 33810\n end_ms: 37440\n- text: The time is now\n start_ms: 37440\n end_ms: 39280\n- text: So open up the gates for me, mm\n start_ms: 39280\n end_ms: 44000\n- text: Which crew flyer than us? 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