Lay Your Head Back - Problem feat. Chris Brown & Tank

If you're ready for a real nigga baby, please come on, come on
If you're ready for a real nigga baby, please come on, come on
Pour something unzipped, don't want conflict
No, no, no real light, let's go
Right where we need to, wanna eat, you prepare the feeble
You prepare the feeble, man, gosh, I'm tryina see you
When we leave here I'mma swing, though
I'mma bring a little drank, a little drug, girl
And you already know what this gonna lead to
And I'mma do what I need to
Girl, them tights are see-through, go on, take 'em off
Bounce on it till you make it soft
Fuck the condom im goin raw oh, yeah, yeah, I'm off of my drug
And you know that, phone ring and fuck her, that's the throw back
That's a new thing and I'm looking for a brand new bootha!

(' course)

So lay your head back
Spread both of your legs baby, (so lay yo head back)
Come on girl just let me deep inside you
So lay your head back
And just let it come on down
I got you, baby
Just let it come down

'2 Problem

Fuck in the house, we can do it in public
Fill the drink when I rub it
I'm inside and you love it
And you didn't even trip, when you found out, I done fuck on yo, cousin.
That was a long time ago
Your body cold, I'mma wear it out like a designer coat
Pop that thing in deep
You wont find a young nigga with a water stroke, for real
Had his own career, smoked his joint right here
While we ride around earlier, you madder bitch, my dear
So I know why you fucking with me now
'Cause I'm hitting and licking that cat
Till that motherfucker meow

(' course)
So lay your head back,
Will you tell me all the freaky things you are
Spread both of your legs, baby
Oh, girl, oh, girl, just let me deep inside you
So lay your head back
And just let it come on down
I got you, baby
Just let it come down

'Tank & Chris brown'

You gotta give me something, baby
Lay your head back, lay your head back

Can I take over from here?
Head back, your head back, baby
Go to that bathroom, go wipe that thang down
Lay down, I got you, my tounges In' s charge now
Lick it up, lick it up till you fall out
Beat it up, beat it up, make it call out
Sit it up sit up right on my mouth when enough is enough, I
Wanna hear you scream and shout
Shit's about to get real, thirsty, girl, I need water
Gonna need a refill, drinking all of your water
How you know what to do? Tell dem baby, who taught you?
Tell dem girl, what it do, tell hthem Teezy taught ya

So lay your head back



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