Artist: Lil Wayne f/ Cory Gunz, Nicki Minaj Album: I Am Not a Human Being II Song: Lay it Down Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] Turn the music up [Lil Wayne] Y.M. C.M.B., bitches call me Tunechi Lee I be with niggaz that shoot police, I keep that iron - you can get creased And if she say she didn't fuck, bitch you're lyin through ya teeth They say it cost to be the boss, the ones in jail wish they were free Niggaz call me Hi-C, because I'm high as you can see Niggaz 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 bitch - who but me? Got your 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 niggaz well rounded, don't fuck with none of these square niggaz Mask on Ghostface Killah, draw down and erase niggaz I'm a blood, is you a blood donor? Swisher full of that California I hit it sideways cat-a-corner, then she catch that nut like pneumonia Lil Tunechi~ [Chorus] Lay it down hoe Lay it down bitch Lay it down hoe 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 [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 Tryin to get paid too soon, one deep One sweep away in a room room We getting money over here, talkin shit and fuckin 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 and 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 bettin the wedding's off when everything is wetted on Point 'em out, +Truk+ ya life, fuck your style, fuck with me You a bucket foul, niggaz'll buck your smile for a ducat pile, you better duck it, pal [Chorus] Lay it down hoe Lay it down bitch Lay it down hoe Lay it down Lay it down, lay it down You hoes lay it down Lay it down, lay it down [Nicki Minaj] Uhh - yo~! Shawty, what's yo' name? Is you trickin? Is you payin? Is you sniffin, on that cane? What the fuck, is you sayin? If you gettin it, then you gettin it It's my money, I ain't splittin it I ain't trippin it, if she got a fat ass, then I'm tippin it Come out the bank, bye teller Give up her money, hi fella Bad lil' hoe, 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 Asked if them niggaz was poppin, fake niggaz be watchin My black glove be drippin wet, but I got my +Cochran+ Losin ain't no option, I'm teachin bitches my doctrine The Maybach ain't poppin if it ain't got a par-tation 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 [Outro: Nicki Minak] Hehehehe! Fuck 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 It's 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, ahhh!