Face Down

Ya’ll already know who I am right?

Mustard on the beat ho

I got a fire red bone who go all night long, Boosie

She like her ass tooted up and her face down

She like her ass tooted up and her face down

She like her ass tooted up and her face down

Face down, face down

She like her ass tooted up and her face down

Face down, face down

She like her ass tooted up and her face down

She got a diamond in her pearl tongue

It shine everytime she cums

Bling, bling, up in this motherfucker

Make up on my sheets and on my shirt

And on my briefs, she get on my nerves

But I don't say shit cause she too sweet

She ride this dick up and down the street

She like when it hurt, I like when it's free

It must be the bird, it must be the bees

I think I said I love her, I was half asleep

I was caught in the moment

Yea, then I was gone in the mornin'

She called my phone in the mornin' and started moanin' and groanin'

Well I be home in a moment

She say she work tonight, you better work tonight

And leave out that motherfucker with some merchandise

I ain't playin' with ya, you got some shit with ya

I'm a lil nigga, but I'm a big tipper

Cause it ain't nothin' to me, but you gotta work for it

Grind, grindin' on that wood, you got a surfboard

Now I'm the boy she wanna ride with

She gone lie for me, kill for me, even shoplift

First class ticket, seat 1A

If I put her any closer she'll be riding in the cockpit

Took her to Benihanas, she can't even hold the chopsticks

She put her face down and hold her ass up like a hostage

Oh my God, I'm in love with a porn star

I'm in love with a foreign car, they both topless

I done tricked off a gold Rollie wrist watch

Man, I'm tired of dealing with these hoes but my dick not

So, I'mma make me that 7-11 pitstop

She leaned over like I love you, I'm just like bitch stop

You done fucked about half of hip hop

If I wife you they gone talk about me like I'm Chris Bosh

Now I done got the honey moon suite for common courtesy

The honey moon suite? Hell yeah it's our one night anniversary bitch

Uh, I'mma start off in LA

I got a bitch named Shantae

I let her ride my dick and ever since then

She been to work since Christmas break

She like fuckin' in the back seat

My New York ho like fuckin' in a taxi

Always hanging with them athletes

I ain't trippin', she like tricks

So I leave that to them athletes

Might fly to Atlanta and take a trip

It's ho Heaven, all the bad bitches strip

Hold up, I got a bitch that work at Onyx

I got her hooked on a dick like it's phonics

I got a Philly bitch always playing Meek shit

My ex say I'm a dog, well, put me on a leash then

I'm finna fly to Japan in a couple weeks

That means I'm finna have some foreign linen in my sheets

I gotta chick out Mississippi, she cold too

Thick thighs, nice legs, soul food

My D.C. chick hair hang to her back

Yippee-yi-yo, ride that thing like that

My Oakland girl, call her my smokin' girl

She like to smoke a couple blunts fore we show the world

Got a chick out Tallahassee, she a cougar

She call me her lil juvie

I gave her her groove back, she groovy

My Harlem chick, all we do is make movies

She like to see another bad chick eat Boosie

And my Chitown chick, we have a gangster time

She from the West side, whole body tatted and her sex life

Can't forget about H-Town

She like her ass tooted up and her face down

I want her right now

Gotta have something close to home

I got a fire red bone that go all night long, Boos