Lay It Down

Album: I Am Not A Human Being II (2013)
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  • YMCMB, bitches call me Tunechi Lee
    I be with niggas that shoot police
    I keep that iron, you can get creased
    And if she say she didn't fuck
    Bitch ya lying through ya teeth
    They say it cost to be the boss
    The ones in jail wish they were free
    Niggas call me Hi-C because I'm high as you can see
    Niggas say they paid they dues
    Well I'm checking your receipt
    Might as well go stupid
    Since this is a stupid beat
    Grab the owl out the tree
    And ask that bitch, who but me?
    Got ya bitch bent over nigga, hands to her feet
    Tell that pig and that cow I'll go ham if it's beef
    'Cause all my niggas well rounded
    Don't fuck with none of these square niggas
    Mask on, Ghostface Killah
    Draw down and erase niggas
    I'm a Blood, is you a blood donor?
    Swisher full of that California
    I hit it sideways, catacorner
    Then she catch that nut like pneumonia
    Lil Tunechi

    Lay it down ho
    Lay it down bitch
    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 nigga
    Gimme everything up in you house nigga,
    Shut yo mouth nigga

    Put the money on the couch nigga
    Gimme everything up in you house nigga,
    Shut yo mouth nigga

    Yeah Start it up, vroom vroom
    Uppercut a bitch out the bus, boom boom
    Unless I get the brain, poom poom
    She let a nigga 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 shit and fucking bitches
    I don't know what the fuck 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 shit
    Until a nigga 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
    Fuck ya style, fuck with me
    You a bucket foul, niggas'll buck ya smile
    For a dunkin pile, you better duck it, pal

    Lay it down ho (Yeah)
    Lay it down bitch (and I smoke)
    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

    oh yo, shawty, what's yo name?
    Is you tricking? Is you paying?
    Is you sniffing on that cane?
    What the fuck is you saying?
    If you getting it, then you getting it
    It's my money I ain't splitting it
    I ain't tripling it, if she got a fat ass
    Then I'm tipping it (tippin' it)
    Came out the bank, bye teller
    Give a bum money, hi fella
    Bad lil' ho, high yellow
    Brand new roley, 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 niggas was poppin'
    Fake niggas be watchin'
    My black glove be drippin' wet
    But I got my Cochran
    Losing ain't no option
    I'm teaching bitches my doctrine
    The Maybach ain't poppin'
    If it ain't got no partation

    Oops I mean partition
    It's all a part of my vision
    I sit and count this money while I watch you bitches audition

    I said, oops I mean partition
    It's all a part of my vision
    I sit and count this money while I watch you bitches audition

    Da fuck is wrong with you bitches?
    I don't give a fuck
    You don't hear me, you don't see me.
    Bitch you gon' feel me hoe
    Young Money
    Young-young Money nigga.
    Young-young, lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down
    Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down, ah! Writer/s: DWAYNE CARTER, LUNICE FERMIN PIERRE II, ONIKA TANYA MARAJ, PETER PANKEY JR., ROSS MATTHEW BIRCHARD
    Publisher: Hipgnosis Songs Group, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., WARP MUSIC LIMITED
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