Sam Bohl - Lay It Down lyrics

[Intro: Lil Wayne] Cut the music up [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] YMCMB, b**hes call me Tunechi Li I be with n***as that shoot police, I keep that iron, you can get creased And if she say she didn't f**, b**h ya lying through ya teeth They say it cost to be the boss, the ones in jail wish they were free n***as call me Hi-C because I'm high as you can see n***as 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**h, who but me? Got ya b**h bent over n***a, hands to her feet Tell that pig and that cow I'll go ham if it's beef Cause all my n***as well rounded, don't f** with none of these square n***as Mask on, Ghostface k**ah, draw down and erase n***as 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: Lil Wayne] Lay it down ho, lay it down b**h 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***a Gimme everything up in yo house n***a, shut yo mouth n***a Put the money on the couch n***a Gimme everything up in yo house n***a, shut yo mouth n***a [Verse 2: Cory Gunz] Start it up, vroom vroom Uppercut a b**h out the bus, boom boom Unless I get the brain, poom poom She let a n***a 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** and f**ing b**hes I don't know what the f** 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** Until a n***a 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** ya style, f** with me You a bucket foul, n***as'll buck ya smile for a dunkin pile You better duck it, pal [Hook: Lil Wayne] Lay it down ho, lay it down b**h 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, paying? Is you sniffin', on that, caine?What the f**, 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 a**, then I'm tipping it Came out the bank, bye teller,give a bum money, hi fella Bad lil' ho, high yellow,brand new Rolley,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***as was poppin',fake n***as be watchin My black glove be drippin wet, but I got my Cochran Losing ain't no option,I'm teaching b**hes 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 b**hes 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 b**hes, audition, hehehe [Outro: Nicki Minaj] f** wrong with you b**hes? I don't give a f**; you don't hear me, you don't see me b**h you gon' feel me ho Young Money, Young, Young Money n***a Young, Young, lay it down, lay it down - you hoes lay it down Lay it down, lay it down - you hoes lay it down