[Intro: Lil Wayne]
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Cut the music up
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[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
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YMCMB, bitches call me “Tunechi Li”
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I be with niggas that shoot police
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I keep that iron, you can get creased
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And if she say she didnt fuck—bitch, youre lying through your teeth
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They say, “It cost to be the boss”
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The ones in jail wish they were free
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Niggas call me “Hi-C” because Im high, as you can see
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Niggas say they paid they dues; well, Im checking your receipt
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Might as well go stupid since this is a stupid beat
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Grab the owl out the tree, and ask that bitch, “Who but me?”
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Got your bitch bent over, nigga—hands to her feet
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Tell that pig and that cow Ill go ham if its beef
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‘Cause all my niggas well rounded
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Dont fuck with none of these square niggas
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Mask on, Ghostface Killah, draw down and erase niggas
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Im a Blood, is you a blood donor? Swisher full of that California
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I hit it sideways: caddy-corner
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Then she catch that nut like pneumonia—Lil Tunechi!
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[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
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Lay it down, ho (Haha), lay it down, bitch
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Lay it down, ho, lay it down
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Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down
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Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down
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Put the money on the couch, nigga
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Give me everything up in your house, nigga, shut your mouth, nigga
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Put the money on the couch nigga
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Give me everything up in your house, nigga, shut your mouth, nigga (Yeah)
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[Verse 2: Cory Gunz]
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Start it up: vroom, vroom
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Uppercut a bitch out the bus: boom, boom
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Unless I get the brain: pum-pum
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She let a nigga run and get the gang, run a train: zoom-zoom
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Tryna get paid too soon, one deep
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One sweep away in a room-room
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We getting money over here, talking shit and fucking bitches
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I dont know what the fuck they doing, Tune
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My syrup purple, my turf Earth, my birth circle, Ill dirt surf you
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I squirt-murk you, my verse hurtful
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My shooters still got curb curfews
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Yall bout as hot as Von Dutch, yall not gone harm much
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Hijack yall some prom bus; aint no retreat but my arms up
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No graffiti, my bombs up
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Its Young Money in this shit until a nigga dead and gone
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If you wanna set it off, what you wanna bet it on?
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Im betting the weddings off when eerything wetted on
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Point em out, Truk your life, fuck your style
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Fuck with me, you a bucket foul
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Niggasll buck your smile for a dunking pile
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You better duck it, pal
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[Chorus: Lil Wayne & Nicki Minaj]
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Lay it down ho (Yeah), lay it down bitch (And I smoke)
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Lay it down ho, lay it down (Lil Tunechi)
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Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down
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Lay it down, lay it down… (Hahaha, mhm)
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[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
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Shawty, whats your name? Is you trickin? Is you paying?
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Is you sniffin on that ‘caine? What the fuck, is you saying?
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If you getting it, then you getting it
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Its my money, I aint splitting it
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I aint tripping it, if she got a fat ass, then Im tipping it (Tipping it)
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Came out the bank—”Bye, teller!” Give a bum money—”Hi, fella!”
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Bad lil ho, high-yellow, brand new Rolie, Sky Dweller
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Just left from Dubai, flew private-eye
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I made a million dollars, swear to God, that aint no lie
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I said, them niggas was popping, fake niggas be watching
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My black glove be dripping wet, but I got my Cochran
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Losing aint no option, Im teaching bitches my doctrine
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The Maybach aint poppin, if it aint got no par-tah-tion
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Oops, I mean “partition”; its all a part of my vision
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I sit and count this money while I watch you bitches audition
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I said, “Oops, I mean ‘partition; its all a part of my vision
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I sit and count this money while I watch you bitches audition,” hehehe
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[Outro: Nicki Minaj & Lil Wayne and Nicki Minaj]
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Fuck wrong with you bitches?
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I don’t give a fuck
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You don’t hear me, you don’t see me—bitch, you gon feel me, ho
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Young Money, Young, Young Money nigga
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Young, Young—lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down
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Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down, aah!
