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lay it down - rich $tunna lyrics

[verse 1: rich $tunna]
but i lay back and let it be
i’m tryna be low key
i just want to kick it, kick it for the rest
shook ones? lay ’em down like wet cement
earth, water, wind and fire, go on and lay down you f*cking liar
something like serena mixed
with trina, have you seen her
i lay my raps down pound for pound on this
so she went across the street, gave him a kiss
pullin’ up in trucks, carried off in a bus
so lay down the trap, because i’m fly like i’m venus
matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice
(lay back, get it big, can i live?)
now i’m lay the smack down, no wrestling
attitude they was not really felling
lay yo’ ass down for the three second tan
well godd*mn, now i be the man

[hook: trinidad cartel]
lay it down ho
lay it down b*tch
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 b*tch
gimme everything up in you house hoe
shut yo mouth b*tch
put the money on the couch b*tch
gimme everything up in you house b*tch
shut yo mouth hoe
[verse 2: ms. mama]
we exclusive, they be talking but they never do sh*t
i’d rather lay around and play
around my lady then b*tt f*ck it
i swear i’m coming back one day
i suggest not to lay
but thats where you can lay
take me away away
(lay back, get it big, can i live?)
this is bigger than life
we won’t do sh*t for it, lay back
on our asses with child deaths imminent/
waiting on mom to bring me
the aspirin from a trampoline jump
in the back trunk, half dead ya lay
until i started to lose my way
i am just an artist
now you lay there demolished

[hook: trinidad cartel]
lay it down ho
lay it down b*tch
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 b*tch
gimme everything up in you house hoe
shut yo mouth b*tch
put the money on the couch b*tch
gimme everything up in you house b*tch
shut yo mouth hoe
[verse 3: young firm]
i’ll throw on uppercut b*tch, at your gut hoe
got all the black b*tches mad cause my main b*tch vanilla
with an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry
b*tch so focused, shout out that ? a quarter six forty
i’ll uppercut your ass so many
times you look like you was nodding yes
now dont deny me saying i have no freedom to express
so when i rape a b*tch i hold her down and get my best nut
my lyrics are enough to bring about a poetical uppercut
i’ll uppercut your ass so many times
you look like you was nodding yes
tryna run over to put it in order got* “life is so less”
f*cking chin*checkin’ punks ’til he’s outta breath and done
i will uppercut, any b*tches gut, if they had one
like ali,i uppercut verses,sure you can’t win this
he’s in it for the sportrunnin circles round his
no coach bag if i go with that
snake skin tote that cobra clutch
sacrificing 20 sl*ts, you get lyrically uppercut

[hook: trinidad cartel]
lay it down ho
lay it down b*tch
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 b*tch
gimme everything up in you house hoe
shut yo mouth b*tch
put the money on the couch b*tch
gimme everything up in you house b*tch
shut yo mouth hoe
[verse 4: ripsi winelover]
forever my endeavours and i sever my opponents
people be angry cause them
motherf*ckers ain’t us,smoking cane blunts
i ain’t no emo, i do not lean on women
the cars, the cane, the women swimmin in sin ‘nd linen
heavy depressed and stressed, started sniffing sosa
play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh
playing field ain’t levelling the lane
see me stepping through with ma limp and ma cane
but when he’s sober bet his bars still burn like sniffing cinnamon
and the dirty ladera, i can’t forget where i came from
you the man, fame, here’s my man cane, reaching for something
all because she said no to homecoming, demons running
they’ve influenced me to make
a point, like a kid with the end of a candy cane
my pistols represent mebust until
my rounds emptyback for the street fame

[interlude: trinidad cartel]
lay it down ho
lay it down b*tch
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 5: ripsi winelover]
i’m on track stop it hoe y’all like dominoes fall back
i’m that b*tch in fact, paper tall as shaq
ya boy said suck it hoe, suck it hoe
you know you want this (know you want this)
watch them hoesall you b*tches
out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous b*tches
so lay down the trap, because i’m fly like i’m venus
now momma told me be careful who you love
as i lay down on the street,begging for help
that happen to act like a black president
rollin’ down the four o five
(lay back, get it big, can i live?)
now i’m lay the smack down, no wrestling
and this will be the song that we sing
but first let me lay down a couple more facts
you got me in a trance, please take off your pants
high heel wearer, h*ll of a body
but i lay back and let it be
cremate the money, put it in an urn
life live, might as well, only way to learn
pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch
b*tch i’m in the building you ain’t even in the lounge
i’m high as the f*ckin moon
set the bar higher even when i slouch
you cleaned up most but there’s bits on the couch
put your brains on the curb
then the temperature of jessie passed out on the couch
after her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch
money wild i’m on the hunt
so dunn stay silent
i will put ya on the run, i’ll put ya on the run

[outro: rich $tunna & ripsi winelover]
lay it down ho
lay it down b*tch
lay it down ho
lay it down, lay it down, lay it down
you hoes lay it down, lay it down, lay it down

- rich tunna lyrics

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