Текст песни (слова) Lil Wayne - Lay It Down (feat. Nicki Minaj & Cory Gunz)

Lay It Down (feat. Nicki Minaj & Cory Gunz)

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
 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

[Hook]
 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 yo house nigga,
 Shut yo mouth nigga
 Put the money on the couch nigga
 Gimme everything up in yo house nigga,
 Shut yo mouth nigga

[Verse 2: Cory Gunz]
 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 gon' harm much
 Hijack y'all some prom busts
 Ain't no retreat but my arms up
 We don't 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, truck 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

[Hook]
 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

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
 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
 Come out the bank, bye teller
 Give up her money, hi fella
 Bad lil' ho, high yellow
 Brand new Rollie, sky dweller
 Just left from Dubai
 Flew private eye
 I made a million dollars, swear to God that ain't no lie
 Asked if 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 wile 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 wile I watch you bitches audition

 I don't give a fuck
 You don't hear me, you don't see me.
 Bitch you gon' feel me ho
 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!