OMB Peezy - Lay Down (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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OMB Peezy - Lay Down (en) Lyrics
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Look
All of that woofin' like
you 'bout that shit
Better stop that shit (Stop that shit)
Bitch, I got somethin'
to make you lay down
(Bitch, I got somethin'
to make you lay down)
Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill,
goin' through a nigga mind
When I'm loadin' up them K rounds (When
I'm loadin' up them K rounds)
And we gon' ride through
that pussy nigga block
One of these nights and let
'em have it (It's Peezy)
Fuck, boy, we ain't gon' play
'round (Fuck boy, we
ain't gon' play round)
One of these nights and let
'em have it (Uh, GloRilla)
Fuck, boy (Ugh, on the gang, gang), we
ain't gon' play 'round (Shut up)
All of that cheatin', lyin',
connivin' shit, had to
drop that bitch (Fuck)
He must've thought I was gon' stay 'round
(Got outta there, outta there)
I wish a nigga would try mе
like I ain't that bitch
'Cause I got niggas that don't play
about me (On thе gang, gang)
Uh, I can say proudly with my chest
A bitch ain't never booked
me for nothin'
So try me if you want to (Ho)
That's the first time
I won't be the one
Money, money, money, shit on hoes goin'
through a bitch mind (Woah, ugh)
On gang, gang
One of these nights and
let 'em have it
Ayy, ridin' 'round with fed cases (Uh)
Murk a nigga for a couple
dead faces (Ayy)
Fuck your baby momma,
ain't no sympathy
I hope she have a dead
baby (Fuck that)
Niggas wanna tell the police
everything (Uh)
Well, tell 'em how that
lead tastin' (Talkin')
I've been in the streets, no sleep
Told 'em that he ain't seen
the dead lately (Yeah)
I've been trippin', poppin' fifties
I remember I ain't have a
pot to piss in (Uh, uh)
Partners kick it in the trenches (Uh)
Nigga trippin'? Grab the Glock
and pop the stick in (Uh, uh)
Murder mission, pop a jigga
Smoke a black, wait for my
high to kick in (Uh)
Rob a nigga flat broke,
he shake back? (Skrrt)
Then I'm gon' rob him again (Yeah)
Better stop that shit (Nigga),
I'll pop that bitch
Slide through your block, murk a nigga
Then I'm out that bitch
Look, all of that woofin'
like you 'bout that shit
Better stop that shit,
I'll pop that bitch
Then I'm out that bitch (Look)
Fuck, boy, we ain't gon' play 'round
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