lay it down

we doin this shit once again for all you fake ass niggas

lay the fuck down bitch

lay it down

lay it down

you hoes lay it down

lay it down

lay it down

you hoes lay it down

he's got his head tilted back on his face is a frown

who's that nigga there it's thorough bitch

so don't you clown

the sound and style

of swisher after swisher

oh how i wish ya would step so i could hit ya

with wicked shit slick and swift

as i slaughter quick

oughta flip with fluents

to show you how we be doin in the suave house federation; that is cat

you don't know how it's comin cause you don't where it's at

a mack of all trades

low cut

tight fade

we all get paid

so gets sprayed

so buster behave

my flavor's deep

please peep

i ain't soft

i represent at all cost and always got my nina ross

so eeease back cause you marks can't hang with me

i got to much game in me

killin ain't no thang to me

give a nut check

and i see your water breaks

and i say that to say you're a bitch

and you ain't got what it takes

to stop the funk mutha from freelance jackin

brushes up on yo skills

cause fool i ain't lackin

with my hands on my dick

my click is thick so don't clown

bitches we ain't playin you hoes lay it down

it's sunday morning

i'm stil yawnin from the night before

so much sess in my chest from the swishers i smoke

oh no! who is this ho in the bed with me?

i remember the pussy but i don't remember her name g

grab me swisher cut it up and fill it with weed

hit that ho

in the head

and tell her get out of my bed you damn freak

hopped into the shower for an hour

it was hot as hell

got dressed and ran a gold comb through my curls

walkin out of the house slow

tellin that ho come on let's go

first i crack up the music then

hit the switch on my six-four

candy coated paint

got the bitches at the bus stop sick

but at the same time on my dick

thick

beat a bitch quick i'm sick

full of swishers and malt liquor

i'm a killa on them sticks

aggravated hallucinatin

tryin to let go of my frustration

but some my luck

nigga gonna be a med patient

i gotta nine uzi ak

but that shit don't really matter

cause if i gotta i will rat-a-tat-a

to splatter the guts of nigga with no nuts

and if you step to suave you will have to lay it down

here comes the one that says fire up the fire

and get high

and get a head rush

the number one gangsta you can't touch or bust

so steppin is the wrong that you gots to come against me

you best to do a driveby and be prayin that you hit me

cause nigga if you miss me i'mma have to draw my gat

and take yo ass way back

cause way back way back in the days

i used to beat dope fiends down just get paid

live my life as a hustler

sellin drugs was my only j

my moms was a trick ho i had nowhere to stay

and nigga that's fucked all my homies are loners

i've been homeless for ten years so i'm known on corners

with bitches and prostitutes

pimps and killa thugs

five-oh harrassin me

so crime boss is peelin slugs

a good guy gone bad

devious fuckin kid

victim of

shit that my momma did

these dope beats comin up

i'm servin those clucker bitches

my beeper still goin off

i'm thinkin of addin riches

fuck dollars and sense

see i gotta have it goin on

or be trapped in this hole for too motherfuckin long

it's on.it's on!

thirty busters in yard talkin shit bout a bitch

claimin to be that bitch's family but they look like thirty tricks

talkin about why did i meet that ho

fuck the ho

charge the ho

break the ho

house the ho

bust it inside her shit and go

suckers how the fuck you think that mjg was gonna slip

on the only reason you mad cause you sister couldn't pussy whip

a back breakin

check takin

pimp nigga constantly makin

money off you and your lady

nigga i ain't tradin

why don't you niggas understand i'm the pimp she's the ho

now that i told you now you know

break that chain and let her go

back on the track shake that ass

make my money

make it fast

get yo head swole bringin me checks bitch bring me cash

drop yo panties

to let you start

to open your mouth

slurp and slob

on this dick you

he's the trick you's a bitch

do ya job

when you through

get up and go

get the cheese

hit the door

catch a cab

back to the lab

bring my motherfuckin money ho

don't you ever front me with a lame lie about my bank

oh shit

look out bitch

dump a bitch catch a plane

yeah ho now you know

i'm a pimp

and i'mma clown all upside yo head

yeah bitch

i'mma lay it down