Текст песни Lay Wit Ya (feat. Duke Deuce) - Duke Deuce , Isaiah Rashad
Big
wheel
(as
we
also
smoke
the
ink,
mane)
Yeah,
yeah
(ri-ridin′
in
the
Chevy
as
we
also
smoke
the
ink,
mane)
Ayy,
ayy
(ri-ridin'
in
the
Chevy
as
we
also
smoke
the
ink,
mane)
Cole,
you
stupid
(ridin′
in
the
Chevy
as
we
also
smoke
the
ink,
mane)
Bitch,
yeah
(ri-ridin'
in
the
Chevy
as
we
also
smoke
the
ink,
mane)
Ayy
(ridin'
in
the
Chevy
as
we
also
smoke
the
ink,
mane)
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Yeah
(ri-ridin′
in
the
Chevy
as
we
also
smoke
the
ink,
mane)
Yeah,
big
wheels
(ridin′
in
the
Chevy
as
we
also
smoke
the
ink,
mane)
Big
wheel
got
that
motherfucker
skatin'
hard
Chill
pill
got
me
high
but
can
I
lay
with
ya?
Last
year,
you
was
my
bitch,
now
you
my
baby
girl
Last
year,
you
was
my
bitch,
now
you
my
baby
girl
I′m
a
cold
piece
of
work
(yeah)
Whippin'
up
to
serve
(yeah),
what
was
for
dessert?
(Yeah)
I′m
a
Gucci
Mane,
you
a
Captain
Kirk
I
don't
wanna
flirt
(yeah),
tell
me,
what′s
the
word?
Pussy
Bitch,
you
know
what's
up
(yeah),
always
on
the
cusp
(yeah)
What's
that
in
your
cup?
(Cup)
Sippin′
on
that
(sippin′
on
that)
Yeah,
never
in
a
rush
(rush),
kickin'
out
the
sluts
(sluts)
I
get
off
the
bus
(yeah),
pussy
Big
wheel
got
that
motherfucker
skatin′
hard
Chill
pill
got
me
high
but
can
I
lay
with
ya?
Last
year,
you
was
my
bitch,
now
you
my
baby
girl
(yeah)
Last
year,
you
was
my
bitch
Now
you
my
baby
girl
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Big
wheel
got
that
motherfucker
skatin'
hard
Chill
pill
got
me
high
but
can
I
lay
with
ya′?
(Ha-ha,
bitch)
Last
year,
you
was
my
bitch
Now
you
my
baby
girl
(yeah,
what
the
fuck?)
Last
year,
you
was
my
bitch,
now
you
my
baby
girl
(ayy,
ayy)
Triple
up,
triple
up,
triple
up,
triple
up,
huh?
Triple
up,
triple
up,
triple
up,
triple
up,
huh?
Triple
up,
triple
up,
triple
up,
triple
up,
what
the
fuck?
Triple
up,
triple
up,
triple
up,
triple
up,
gang,
gang
Triple
up,
be
crunk
as
fuck
Hype
as
fuck,
but
don't
stop
the
dose
Duke
Deuce,
your
name
hot
as
fuck
(huh)
Ain′t
met
one
bitch
who
would
not
fuck
(huh
would
not
fuck)
Buck
as
fuck
That
pistol
tucked
for
pussy
niggas
actin'
tough
(brrat,
bah)
Fuck
a
Draco,
keep
that
capital
K
for
range,
that's
if
you
run
Fuckin′
bitches
Ain′t
no
cuffin'
bitches
like
them
other
niggas
(yeah)
Tough
decisions
in
this
rappin′
Business,
ain't
no
bein′
friendly
(yah)
Old
niggas
turned
to
enemies,
now
I'm
seein′
plenty
(seein')
Strictly
business,
they
like
"Duke,
you're
trippin′,"
bitch,
I
need
a
milli′
Plenty
people
used
to
sleep
up
on
Me,
now
I'm
seeking
vengeance
(bitch)
Cold
ice
and
cold
heart,
bitch,
you
know
we
strictly
pimpin′
Tryna
keep
rappin',
these
nigga
keep
cappin′
The
pussy
ass
rappers
keep
fuckin'
with
me
(fuckin′
with
me)
You're
hustlin'
backwards,
I
pull
up
in
Raptor
I′m
strapped
with
them
triple,
them
brothers
with
me
(ayy,
ayy)
Triple
up,
triple
up,
triple
up,
triple
up
(ayy,
ayy)
Big
wheel
got
that
motherfucker
skatin′
hard
(huh?)
Chill
pill
got
me
high
but
can
I
lay
with
ya?
(Huh?)
Last
year,
you
was
my
bitch,
now
you
my
baby
girl
(what
the
fuck?)
Last
year,
you
was
my
bitch,
now
you
my
baby
girl
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Big
wheel
got
that
motherfucker
skatin'
hard
(huh?)
Chill
pill
got
me
high
but
can
I
lay
with
ya?
(Huh?)
Last
year,
you
was
my
bitch,
now
you
my
baby
girl
(what
the
fuck?)
Last
year,
you
was
my
bitch,
now
you
my
baby
girl
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
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