Lay It Down (G-Mix) [feat. R. Kelly & Young Jeezy]

I'ma tear that pussy up

And we ain't makin' love

Girl, we fuckin' in this club

No disrespect to Usher

I ain't never been a buster

Kellz put me on the 12 Play when I was just a (Baby)

Look

I need a hood girl

Real hood girl to handle all night from behind

I don't play no game of mine (Uh-uh)

(I'ma lay you down)

All night I make you whine, like

(Lay, lay, lay)

Yeah, yeah

Lay your head on my pillow

Lay your head on my pillow

Lay it down

Lay it down

Lay it down

Oh, lay it down (Remix) (Let's go)

Baby, bite the pillow

Baby, bite the pillow

Baby, bite the pillow

Baby, bite the pillow (Yeah)

I think you need a G-mix

It's something like a remix

Instead it's for the G's in the street

And the bad bitches

What's a bad bitch? She a hood classic

Big thighs, red bones, chocolate fantastic

My tongue do magic, go, go gadget

Hit it 'fore I bounce 'cause her hair fantastic

This girl, she got me shoutin' like she up in the bed like

(Oh my God) Oh, Usher, no bad shit

Bring my **** in for this remix

And leave that love shit out on this G-mix

It's me and Kellz, and my **** Jeezy

Miss Patti LaBelle, she ripped the first one off so fucking easy

Easy, oh, the streets need me

Bring back the shit that make you run and make a baby

This that new 12 Play, RVG shit

It's Young Lloydie, and R. Kelly, and Jeezy

Lay your head on my pillow

Hand on my pillow (This is the remix)

Lay your head on my pillow

Hand on my pillow (Oh, Lord)

Lay your head on my pillow

Hand on my pillow (Hey, girl)

Lay your head on my pillow

Hand on my pillow (Oh, whoa)

Baby, bite the pillow

Baby, bite the pillow

Baby, bite the pillow

Baby, bite the pillow (Yeah)

Baby, bite the pillow

Baby, bite the pillow

Baby, bite the pillow

Baby, bite the pillow (Yeah)

Lay it down, lay it down (Down)

You hoes lay it down every time I'm at your crib

Young, he smell like a pine (Yeah)

Got the condo crackin' (Crackin'), baby, what's happenin'?

Prolly still have them squares if a **** wouldn't rep me (Let's go)

First I undress ya, then I'm jumpin' off the dresser (Jumpin')

See you like my money, girl, I'll give you a lecture

That ass so fine, make you watch it like a Sony

First you grab on my hair, then you ride it like a pony (Here we go)

Louis V house close, yeah, I miss the house folk

All-white e'rything, yeah, you know the house dope (Yeah)

Calicos on deck, baby, this is G shit

Bust it wide open, lay it down, this the remix (Yeah)

I've got a question for the haters

Will you always be little men that cannot see

What once was can be again? (Tiny little men)

The king lives

Polow

Chillin' in this club, thinkin' how to get wit' ya

I painted tonight, I could show you the picture

You and me takin' shots, I'm gettin' in your head

And we fuckin' up a storm in my bed, that's the intro

Don't wanna come off soundin' like just another verse

See, I just wanna sing this bitch, no rehearse

Sexual freestyle off the top of my head

I'll figure the rest out when I get you in my bed

Then let me switch it up so I could talk about these silly cats

Who tried to take my shit, but I'm like OJ, bitch, give me that

Back to the lecture at hand

My sex is perfection, so I'ma make these chicks understand

That I wanna teach you

I wanna teach you

Shawty, I wanna teach you

And then I wanna eat you

Oh, lay your head on my pillow

Head on my pillow

Lay your head on my pillow

Head on my pillow

Baby, bite the pillow

Baby, bite the pillow

Baby, bite the pillow

Baby, bite the pillow

Ayo

Will you lay your head on my pillow?

I know

Girl, this gon' get serious like Thriller

Gonna feel

'Cause you gon' feel that monster get bigger

Oh, and I ain't go no rhyme for the next part

I ain't got no rhyme for the next part

But that's okay because this is the remix

Yo, blame Polow 'cause he made me do this

He called me up and said he want me on this shit

Said, "Kellz on it, it'll be a bigger hit, a bigger hit"

Polow, you owe me one (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

****, you owe me one (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

That's right, you owe me one (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm just bullshittin' with you, dawg

Send me a case of CÎROC or some shit

Lloyd, what up, yo?

Holla at your boy