
Laid Up Ty Dolla $ign (Ft. D. Savage)
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[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, yeah, don't you, yeah
Damn james!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh, yeah
Bluey, why you do it to 'em?
Oh, oh, oh
Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign
Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Laid up, laid up, laid up (Ooh, yeah)
Laid up, laid up, laid up (Oh, yeah)
Laid up, laid up, laid up (Laid up)
Laid up, laid up, laid up
(Oh, no, no, no, no, no, ooh, yeah)
[Verse 1: D. Savage]
Ay, I came too far, pulled off in a foreign car
Ay, with the stars, kickin' shit
Livin' large, okay, let's go
Niggas keep hatin' on me (Hatin' on me)
Bitch, I been grindin' and I can't get no sleep (Yeah)
Mama dependin' on me (Dependin' on me)
So when I get up I get straight to them racks
Fuck up a Backwood, I'm shoppin' at Saks
I hit a lick and get it right back (Huh?)
Niggas ain't know shit, that's facts (That's facts)
Niggas gon' rob what? That's cap (That's cap)
Mama said "gotta keep that strap" (Gotta keep that strap)
In the field, I can not lack (Nah)
Sippin' on drink help me relax (Yeah, yeah)
Gettin' to the money, my pockets fat
Yeah, yeah, don't you, yeah
Damn james!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh, yeah
Bluey, why you do it to 'em?
Oh, oh, oh
Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign
Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Laid up, laid up, laid up (Ooh, yeah)
Laid up, laid up, laid up (Oh, yeah)
Laid up, laid up, laid up (Laid up)
Laid up, laid up, laid up
(Oh, no, no, no, no, no, ooh, yeah)
[Verse 1: D. Savage]
Ay, I came too far, pulled off in a foreign car
Ay, with the stars, kickin' shit
Livin' large, okay, let's go
Niggas keep hatin' on me (Hatin' on me)
Bitch, I been grindin' and I can't get no sleep (Yeah)
Mama dependin' on me (Dependin' on me)
So when I get up I get straight to them racks
Fuck up a Backwood, I'm shoppin' at Saks
I hit a lick and get it right back (Huh?)
Niggas ain't know shit, that's facts (That's facts)
Niggas gon' rob what? That's cap (That's cap)
Mama said "gotta keep that strap" (Gotta keep that strap)
In the field, I can not lack (Nah)
Sippin' on drink help me relax (Yeah, yeah)
Gettin' to the money, my pockets fat
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