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lil wayne - lay it down lyrics

[intro: lil wayne]
cut the music up

[verse 1: lil wayne]
ymcmb, b-tches call me tunechi li
i be with n-ggas that shoot police
i keep that iron, you can get creased
and if she say she didn’t f-ck, b-tch ya lying through ya t–th
they say it cost to be the boss, the ones in jail wish they were free
n-ggas call me hi-c because i’m high as you can see
n-ggas say they paid they dues, well i’m checkin’ your receipt
might as well go stupid since this is a stupid beat
grab the owl out the tree, and ask that b-tch, who but me?
got ya b-tch bent over n-gga, hands to her feet
tell that pig and that cow i’ll go ham if it’s beef
cause all my n-ggas well rounded
don’t f-ck with none of these square n-ggas
mask on, ghostface k!llah, draw down and erase n-ggas
i’m a blood, is you a blood donor? swisher full of that california
i hit it sideways, caddy-corner
then she catch that nut like pneumonia, lil tunechi

[hook: lil wayne]
lay it down ho, lay it down b-tch
lay it down ho, lay it down
lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down
lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down
put the money on the couch n-gga
gimme everything up in yo house n-gga, shut yo mouth n-gga
put the money on the couch n-gga
gimme everything up in yo house n-gga, shut yo mouth n-gga

[verse 2: cory gunz]
start it up, vroom vroom
uppercut a b-tch out the bus, boom boom
unless i get the brain, poom poom
she let a n-gga run and get the gang, run a train, zoom zoom
tryna get paid too soon, one deep, one sweep away in a room room
we getting money over here, talking sh-t and f-cking b-tches
i don’t know what the f-ck they doing tune
my syrup purple, my turf earth, my birth circle, i’ll dirt surf you
i’ll squirt murk you, my verse hurtful
my shooters still got curb curfews
y’all bout as hot as von dutch, y’all not gone harm much
hijack y’all some prom busts; ain’t no retreat but my arms up
no graffiti, my bombs up, it’s young money in this sh-t
until a n-gga dead and gone
if you wanna set it off, what you wanna bet it on?
i’m betting the wedding’s off when everything is wetted on
point ’em out, truk ya life, f-ck ya style, f-ck with me
you a bucket foul, n-ggas’ll buck ya smile for a dunkin pile
you better duck it, pal

[hook: lil wayne]
lay it down ho, lay it down b-tch
lay it down ho, lay it down
lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down
lay it down, lay it down…

[verse 3: nicki minaj]
uh, yo
shawty, what’s yo, name? is you trickin’? is you payin’?
is you sniffin’ on that caine? what the f-ck, is you saying?
if you getting it, then you getting it, it’s my money i ain’t splitting it
i ain’t tripping it, if she got a fat -ss, then i’m tipping it
came out the bank, bye teller, give a bum money, hi fella
bad lil’ ho, high yellow, brand new rolie, sky dweller
just left from dubai, flew private eye
i made a million dollars, swear to god that ain’t no lie
i said, them n-ggas was poppin’, fake n-ggas be watchin
my black glove be drippin wet, but i got my cochran
losing ain’t no option, i’m teaching b-tches my doctrine
the maybach ain’t poppin, if it ain’t got no partation
oops, i mean part-tion,it’s all a part of my vision
i sit and count this money, while i watch you b-tches audition
i said oops i mean part-tion, it’s all a part of my vision
i sit and count this money while i watch you b-tches audition, hehehe

[outro: nicki minaj]
f-ck wrong with you b-tches?
i don’t give a f-ck; you don’t hear me, you don’t see me
b-tch you gon’ feel me ho
young money, young, young money n-gga
young, young, lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down
lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down

- lil wayne lyrics

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