Lay my game flat (repeats)
Get up
Come on
I just wanna see you shake
Free your mind
Free your soul
Let the rhythm take control
Everybody
Everywhere
Put Ya Hands
In The Air
Get up
Bust a mutha f*cking move
Recognize a real nigga coming thru
Oh you fell in love
Ya baby what's new
Baron Jones on the mic 1 2
1 2
I gotta
Dick Game just like my car
Because my
Sex drive is push to start
I gotta
Phone number on a cute big booty bitch
I hit her up like baby come do me quick
Oh you aint know
We be coming thru with them hits
That's how we do aint got no time for no foolishness
Now who the kid got the whole club in a trance
Jam packed full of women and they want to dance
She get the chance
She going home with me tonight
Cuz I'm the man and she know I'm gone beat it right
Beat it like
I really don't give a f*ck
Because I don't I'm just really trying to get a nut
Lay may game flat
Lay my lay my game flat
Lay my game flat
Lay my lay my game flat (Repeats)
Now if you really wanna party
Get on the floor and move ya body
If you really wanna party
Get on the floor and move ya body
Now
What the f*ck you waiting for
Get that ass on the floor
All my girls in the spot
Let me see ya hips rock
Come on
Wontchu twerk a lil mo
Wontchu twerk a lil mo
Like you dancing for doe
Yeah I said it before
Get ya ass on the floor
She picking it up
Just to drop it down low
I'm cashing out
Then I'm hitting the door
Rarri ripping the road
Chain dripping in gold
Niggas can't name a fly whip I aint drove
My mack game cold
Got no love for these hoes
So sing along with me y'all Know how it go
Lay My game flat (repeats)
No time for stop signs
I smash thru lights
I got bitches tryna give me the ass tonight
You can write the ticket sir
My cash is past the price
So nowadays when I fly first class the flight
So
What the f*ck you hating for
Wontchu make a little doe
I got dividends
And women friends
Coming through
Yeah nigga I get it in
Now usually I don't do this
But right now I'm on some new shit
I need you to lose your inhibitions
Before I end this transmission
So
Don't be scared
We up in here
On the floor without a care
All the people stop and stare
At the Player of the year
(yeah)
Baron Jones - Lay My Game Flat Lyrics
Baron Jones - Lay My Game Flat Lyrics
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English
Lay my game flat (repeats)
Get up
Come on
I just wanna see you shake
Free your mind
Free your soul
Let the rhythm take control
Everybody
Everywhere
Put Ya Hands
In The Air
Get up
Bust a mutha f*cking move
Recognize a real nigga coming thru
Oh you fell in love
Ya baby what's new
Baron Jones on the mic 1 2
1 2
I gotta
Dick Game just like my car
Because my
Sex drive is push to start
I gotta
Phone number on a cute big booty bitch
I hit her up like baby come do me quick
Oh you aint know
We be coming thru with them hits
That's how we do aint got no time for no foolishness
Now who the kid got the whole club in a trance
Jam packed full of women and they want to dance
She get the chance
She going home with me tonight
Cuz I'm the man and she know I'm gone beat it right
Beat it like
I really don't give a f*ck
Because I don't I'm just really trying to get a nut
Lay may game flat
Lay my lay my game flat
Lay my game flat
Lay my lay my game flat (Repeats)
Now if you really wanna party
Get on the floor and move ya body
If you really wanna party
Get on the floor and move ya body
Now
What the f*ck you waiting for
Get that ass on the floor
All my girls in the spot
Let me see ya hips rock
Come on
Wontchu twerk a lil mo
Wontchu twerk a lil mo
Like you dancing for doe
Yeah I said it before
Get ya ass on the floor
She picking it up
Just to drop it down low
I'm cashing out
Then I'm hitting the door
Rarri ripping the road
Chain dripping in gold
Niggas can't name a fly whip I aint drove
My mack game cold
Got no love for these hoes
So sing along with me y'all Know how it go
Lay My game flat (repeats)
No time for stop signs
I smash thru lights
I got bitches tryna give me the ass tonight
You can write the ticket sir
My cash is past the price
So nowadays when I fly first class the flight
So
What the f*ck you hating for
Wontchu make a little doe
I got dividends
And women friends
Coming through
Yeah nigga I get it in
Now usually I don't do this
But right now I'm on some new shit
I need you to lose your inhibitions
Before I end this transmission
So
Don't be scared
We up in here
On the floor without a care
All the people stop and stare
At the Player of the year
(yeah)
Get up
Come on
I just wanna see you shake
Free your mind
Free your soul
Let the rhythm take control
Everybody
Everywhere
Put Ya Hands
In The Air
Get up
Bust a mutha f*cking move
Recognize a real nigga coming thru
Oh you fell in love
Ya baby what's new
Baron Jones on the mic 1 2
1 2
I gotta
Dick Game just like my car
Because my
Sex drive is push to start
I gotta
Phone number on a cute big booty bitch
I hit her up like baby come do me quick
Oh you aint know
We be coming thru with them hits
That's how we do aint got no time for no foolishness
Now who the kid got the whole club in a trance
Jam packed full of women and they want to dance
She get the chance
She going home with me tonight
Cuz I'm the man and she know I'm gone beat it right
Beat it like
I really don't give a f*ck
Because I don't I'm just really trying to get a nut
Lay may game flat
Lay my lay my game flat
Lay my game flat
Lay my lay my game flat (Repeats)
Now if you really wanna party
Get on the floor and move ya body
If you really wanna party
Get on the floor and move ya body
Now
What the f*ck you waiting for
Get that ass on the floor
All my girls in the spot
Let me see ya hips rock
Come on
Wontchu twerk a lil mo
Wontchu twerk a lil mo
Like you dancing for doe
Yeah I said it before
Get ya ass on the floor
She picking it up
Just to drop it down low
I'm cashing out
Then I'm hitting the door
Rarri ripping the road
Chain dripping in gold
Niggas can't name a fly whip I aint drove
My mack game cold
Got no love for these hoes
So sing along with me y'all Know how it go
Lay My game flat (repeats)
No time for stop signs
I smash thru lights
I got bitches tryna give me the ass tonight
You can write the ticket sir
My cash is past the price
So nowadays when I fly first class the flight
So
What the f*ck you hating for
Wontchu make a little doe
I got dividends
And women friends
Coming through
Yeah nigga I get it in
Now usually I don't do this
But right now I'm on some new shit
I need you to lose your inhibitions
Before I end this transmission
So
Don't be scared
We up in here
On the floor without a care
All the people stop and stare
At the Player of the year
(yeah)