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点击复制Lay Up - Wale/Rick Ross/Trey Songz/Meek Mill
Composer：Wale
Ohhhh
Ho ohhh
Ohhh
May back music
Ho ah
Shorty bad as my son is
Pretty face and no stomach
Was the city's most wanted
'Til I said gimme yo number
Youngest n**ga I'm stuntin'
No more Civics from Honda
Money come in abudance
That's the reason she wanna
Lay up lay up
Lay up lay up
I keep a vest on my chest to cover my heart
I'd rather f**k in the light
'Fore I make love in the dark
'Cuz she was f**kin' me right it felt like love
From the start
Was gettin' money on tour
So we was lovin' for fall
But first we go together
Then break up tears drip on her makeup
F**k all night 'til we wake up
And like George Gervin we lay up
'Cuz all them lies I made up
It's big checks no pay cut
Floor seats in Florida
Heat game vs Lakers
Shorty on my team now it was us versus them haters
And everybody they talk bad
When they talk that she take up
She Hermes all flavors young boy get paper
And all I know is go hard
And every time I touch that ball I go swish
She know it's gametime when I do it like that
When I pass it to her baby throw it right back
She can get the lay up all night
She be tryna lay up all right
And when I shoot I don't miss don't miss
I don't miss don't miss
I don't miss when I do it now
She could get the lay up all night
She be tryna lay up all right
Sitting back with this paper falling in my lap
Feeling isolated nothing but them hundred stacks
When your money up tell me who you're supposed to trust
Every night a different woman f**k your money up
My bank account in shape I could run with Puff
I came to put you down shorty
So what the f**k is up
Since I met her she can't keep
That p**sy off me
On the pill I'mma kill that p**sy softly
Back to back time to show you how a gangster move
Keys to the pad talkin' infinity pools
V12's ain't a thang time to change your name
Paper stuffed in her purse can't hear her phone ring
She know it's gametime when I do it like that
When I pass it to her baby throw it right back
She can get the lay up all night
She be tryna lay up all right
And when I shoot I don't miss don't miss
I don't miss don't miss
I don't miss when I do it now
She could get the lay up all night
She be tryna lay up all right
Homie picture me rollin' all them b**ches be on me
They be fishing for complim
Ents I'm just fishing off Boca
Made a grip off them vocals got a gift with the vocals
So much over these hoes should have been on a poster
Oh ah
Infatuated to say the least
He lay it weak I lay you once you lay a week
Wale a freak he know it doe no go with hoes
When it come to showin' I am working with totem pole
That's head on head she give me head I give her glow
I'm in her body I'm in her head like quote unquote
The coldest flow the flyest combination was voila
Au revoir to my rivals double M genius shotta
She know it's gametime when I do it like that
When I pass it to her baby throw it right back
She can get the lay up all night
She be tryna lay up all right
And when I shoot I don't miss
Don't miss I don't miss don't miss
I don't miss when I do it now
She could get the lay up all night
She be tryna lay up all right
From the night to the morn'
Yeah she tryna lay
Got a freaky freaky game and she tryna play
Couple more shots baby can you make it stay stay up
Lay up lay up
Lay up
Might might just slap the backboard
Give you what you ask for you ask for
Lay up
Lay up uh
Lay up
Lay up
Lay up
Lay up