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from Dreams & Nightmares

"Lay Up" is track #9 on the album Dreams & Nightmares. It was written by Johnson, Daniel / Neverson, Tremaine / Williams, Robert / Akintimehin, Olubowale Victor / Roberts, William / Floyd, Ashanti / Barrett, Matthew / Morgan, David / Fenton, Sean David.
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"Lay Up" is track #9 on the album Dreams & Nightmares. It was written by Johnson, Daniel / Neverson, Tremaine / Williams, Robert / Akintimehin, Olubowale Victor / Roberts, William / Floyd, Ashanti / Barrett, Matthew / Morgan, David / Fenton, Sean David.
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Shorty bad as my son is, pretty face and no stomach
Was the citys most wanted til I said gimme yo number
Youngest nigga Im stuntin, no more Civics from Honda
Money comin in bundles, thats the reason she wanna

Lay up, lay up
Lay up, lay up

I keep a vest on my chest, to cover my heart
Id rather fuck in the light, fore I make love in the dark
`Cause she was fuckin 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
Fuck all night til we wake up, and like George Gervin we lay up
Cuz all them lies I made up, its 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 mess our flavor, young boy get paper,
And all I know is go hard, and every time
I touch that ball I go swish

She know its game time 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 dont miss (Dont miss), I dont miss (Dont miss)
I dont miss when I do it now
She could get the lay up, all night
She be tryna lay up, all right

Sittin back with this paper fallin in my lap
Feelin isolated nothin but them hundred stacks
When your money up tell me who youre supposed to trust
Every night a different woman, fuck your money up
My bank account in shape, I could run with Puff
I came to put you down shorty so what the fuck is up
Since I met her she cant keep that pussy off me
On the pill, Ima kill that pussy softly
Back to back time to show you how a gangster move
Keys to the pad, talkin infinity pools
V12s aint a thang, time to change your name
Paper stuffed in her purse cant hear her phone ring

She know its game time 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 dont miss (Dont miss), I dont miss (Dont miss)
I dont 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 bitches be on me
They be fishin for compliments, Im just fishin off Boca
Made a grip off them vocals, got a gift with the vocals
So much over these [?] should have been on a poster
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
Thats head on head, she give me head, I give her glow
Im in her body, Im 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 its 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 dont miss (Dont miss), I dont miss (Dont miss)
I dont 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
Might just slap the backboard, give you what you ask for
Lay up

Songwriters
JOHNSON, DANIEL / NEVERSON, TREMAINE / WILLIAMS, ROBERT / AKINTIMEHIN, OLUBOWALE VICTOR / ROBERTS, WILLIAM / FLOYD, ASHANTI / BARRETT, MATTHEW / MORGAN, DAVID / FENTON, SEAN DAVID

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