[Verse 1 – Meek Mill]Shorty bad as my son is, pretty face and no stomachWas the city’s most wanted ‘til I said gimme yo numberYoungest nigga I’m stuntin’, no more Civics from HondaMoney comin’ in bundles, that’s the reason she wanna[Bridge – Trey Songz]Lay up, lay upLay up, lay up[Verse 1 Continued – Meek Mill]I keep a vest on my chest, to cover my heartI’d rather fuck in the light, ‘fore I make love in the darkCuz she was fuckin’ me right, it felt like love from the startWas gettin’ money on tour, so we was lovin’ for fallBut first we go together then break up, tears drip on her makeupFuck all night ‘til we wake up, and like George Gervin we lay upCuz all them lies I made up, it’s big checks no pay cutFloor seats in Florida, Heat game vs LakersShorty on my team now, it was us versus them hatersAnd everybody they talk bad, when they talk that she take upShe Hermes all flavors, young boy get paperAnd all I know is go hard, and every time I touch that ball I go swish[Hook – Trey Songz]She know it’s gametime when I do it like thatWhen I pass it to her baby throw it right backShe can get the lay up, all nightShe be tryna lay up, all rightAnd 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 nowShe could get the lay up, all nightShe be tryna lay up, all right[Verse 2 – Rick Ross]Sittin’ back with this paper fallin’ in my lapFeelin’ isolated nothin’ but them hundred stacksWhen your money up tell me who you’re supposed to trustEvery night a different woman, fuck your money upMy bank account in shape, I could run with PuffI came to put you down shorty so what the fuck is upSince I met her she can’t keep that pussy off meOn the pill, I’mma kill that pussy softlyBack to back time to show you how a gangster moveKeys to the pad, talkin’ infinity poolsV12’s ain’t a thang, time to change your namePaper stuffed in her purse can’t hear her phone ring[Hook:][Verse 3 – Wale]Homie picture me rollin’, all them bitches be on meThey be fishin’ for compliments, I’m just fishin’ off BocaMade a grip off them vocals, got a gift with the vocalsSo much over these? Should have been on a posterInfatuated to say the leastHe lay it weak, I lay you once you lay a weekWale a freak, he know it doe, no go with hoesWhen it come to showin’, I am working with totem poleThat’s head on head, she give me head, I give her glowI’m in her body, I’m in her head like quote unquoteThe coldest flow, the flyest combination was voilaAu revoir to my rivals, double M genius shotta[Hook:][Verse 4 – Trey Songz]From the night to the morn’, yeah she tryna layGot a freaky, freaky game and she tryna playCouple more shots baby can you make it stay, stay upLay up, lay upMight just slap the backboard, give you what you ask forLay up
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