Lay Back

Lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] Time is money (Moolah), mine is funny (Yes) Trust me, she lyin' if she denyin' she love me (Deny) Make up ya mind, you been on and off (Ross) Platinum Patrón, come take shots with a boss [Chorus: Robin Thicke & Rick Ross] If you came to get the party started, girl Just say (La-la-la, la-la), yeah, ayy I wanna put my hands all over your body, girl Come this way (Na-na-na, na-na) yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy What you gon' do If I touch you, if I put my lips on you? If we took you back to the crib, just me and you? All night I wanna play, just say (Na-na-na, na-na) Just take off your coat and just lay back All you gotta do is just lay back Would you do this for me baby? Just lay back, lay back (Ross) Na-na-na, na-na [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Girl, I'm bright as a bezel and you sexy as ever Shorty, what's on your brain? 'Cause whatever is clever Number one at whatever, I get bundles of cheddar Ditch that black cloud, you deserve wonderful weather Run a few errands, summers in Paris Never shoppin' from clearance, don't make me embarrassed She never a bird, but baby my parrot Her flavor superb, I pay her with karats My house is her home, I made her a palette Maybe bein' too modest, my shit more like a palace Follow the waterfalls as it makes you wetter Shawty brace yourself, it's only gettin' better [Chorus: Robin Thicke & Rick Ross] If you came to get the party started, girl Just say (La-la-la, la-la), yeah, ayy I wanna put my hands all over your body, girl Come this way (Na-na-na, na-na) yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy What you gon' do If I touch you, if I put my lips on you? If we took you back to the crib, just me and you? All night I wanna play, just say (Na-na-na, na-na) Just take off your coat and just lay back (Boss) All you gotta do is just lay back (Boss) Would you do this for me baby? Just lay back, lay back (Okay, okay) Na-na-na, na-na [Verse 2: Rick Ross] See shawty laid back, so we laid up When I fade to black, we always made up This shit ain't made up, look what I'm made of Look what I made, bruh, don't owe no favors F700, first one to get it My car's a virgin, first one to hit it Hit the rim shop, then I'm to the hood Stop by her mama house, that's if I'm feelin' good Now I need a fifth, time to hit the strip I'ma hit the club, I'ma buy the VIP We spendin' money, I'm talkin' slick I hope she ride me, I'm talkin' stick [Chorus: Robin Thicke & Rick Ross] If you came to get the party started, girl Just say (La-la-la, la-la), yeah, ayy I wanna put my hands all over your body, girl Come this way (Na-na-na, na-na) yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy What you gon' do If I touch you, if I put my lips on you? If we took you back to the crib, just me and you? All night I wanna play, just say (Na-na-na, na-na) Just take off your coat and just lay back (Boss) All you gotta do is just lay back (Boss) Would you do this for me baby? Just lay back, lay back (Okay, okay) Na-na-na, na-na [Post-Chorus: Rick Ross] I'm too tipsy to drive, she so sexy tonight Man ain't treatin' you right, his bank account empty inside Shawty, you need a plus, you need a rush No need to lie, baby, you need to fuck [Outro: Robin Thicke] You came to get it started, girl Put my hands all over you, girl I touch you, put my lips on you, girl Na-na-na, na-na