Lay it down, let it go, fall in love Lay it down, lay it down, lay it down Hey lay it down Put your head on the floor I just met you, just the other day Everything started flowing my way I just love you, really I just love you for yourself I don't want

I am the enemy They say their words But nothing breaks the surface (Yet you say you believe) We lay our heads down For something empty (We must be the enemy) You can break me down You can bury me alive

Play with me, you gon' get chastised Free the bros down the road doin' real time All the homies, they call it the red line He gon' only pull up when he say, "it's time" Al Geno on the track Niggas having undercover pressure 'bout bitches Let a nigga know

But you get outta line boy, I'll lay your ass down! G-Unit, they ain't ready I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin' Don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin' I've been out in LA with Dre and

I like the way you work it No diggity, I gotta bag it up Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo She's got class and style Shorty get down, good Lord Baby got 'em open all over town Strictly biz, don't play around Cover much ground, got game by the pound

Got a long list of ex-lovers They'll tell you I'm insane So it's gonna be forever Or it's gonna go down in flames You can tell me when it's over If the high was worth the pain 'Cause you know I love the players And you love the game 'Cause we're young

Hey Romeo, let's go down to Mexico Chase senoritas drink ourselves silly Show them Mexican girls a couple real hillbillies Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck Fuzzy cat hangin' from the mirror for luck Said don't you know all those little

Either way you caught me with your lyin' You caught me whilst a lyin' You caught me with my pants down We hang even into the ocean I want to say it's to me to change the world And I wanna play till they kicking down the doors And I'll be alright as long

'Cause it's a shake down A bunch of gangstas strapped So make a wish now When they come wavin' them ghats Ya know to lay down And give em all ya got Do I make myself clear

I'm a Brooklyn baby He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed I've got feathers in my hair They say I'm too young to love you Well, my boyfriend's in the band I get down to Beat poetry And my jazz collection's rare I can play most anything