Lay It Down Lyrics - I Am Not A Human Being 2 - 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 

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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 

Photos 

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 

Yall bout as hot as von dutch 

Yall not gone harm much 

Hijack yall 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, 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 

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 

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 splittiing it 

I ain't tripling it, if she got a fat ass, then I'm tipping it 

Come 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 

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 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!