Face Down Lyrics – City Girls
Singer: City Girls
Title: Face Down
Uh, Miami (Ah yeah)
Yeah (Ah yeah)
What good is that n#gg# bag if he don’t spend it
Bad b#tches love shoppin’ sprees last minute
Bags packed, flights booked, b#tch, we ain’t trippin’
Buy the grub, bring some more ones, don’t let him start tippin’, no
Face down, #ss up, sl#t me out (sl#t me out)
I don’t even let a broke n#gg# eat me out (Eat me out)
He know this p#ss# stay wet in the middle of droughts
I make him face me, nasty, squirt in his mouth (Damn)
I need that car paid for and a new house
Said “Do I look basic? Wife me now”
I heard cash rules, let me show you how
Bettеr spend that sh#t, baby, ice me out (Pеriod)
Handcuff, left right, both cheeks
Housekeeper and I can still f#ckin’ up the sheets (Ah)
To the valet, y’all n#gg#s so cheap
If you lookin’ for a wee b#tch, you know it ain’t me (Period)
p#ss# ain’t free, you better spend that sh#t (Spend that sh#t)
Since my momma gave birth, man, I been that b#tch (Been that b#tch)
Got it fresh off the runway, I’m in that sh#t
He said he love me, he show me, he meant that sh#t (Ah)
Laid it down, lay him off for the town
Ayy, JT, yeah
Shoutout my b#tches gettin’ bags out of n#gg#s (Yeah)
I think I just leveled up, hoes say I’m weirder (What?)
I’m in that big bulletproof with a hit in (Ah)
If he ain’t blowin’ a bag, b#tch, pick a better n#gg#
I’m in that new coupe, might go vroom-vroom
b#tches that be hatin’ on me really ain’t got no room (None)
I mean literally, no house b#tch, no room (Ew)
I’m a city girl, so he gotta be a tycoon
Face down, #ss up, that-that’s the way I like to f#ck (Wow)
You want a b#tch from the city, huh? p#ss# pretty, huh?
Got a n#gg# out of motherf#ckin’ Philly, uh
What good is that n#gg# bag if he don’t spend it
Bad b#tches love shoppin’ sprees last minute
Bags packed, flights booked, b#tch, we ain’t trippin’
Buy the grub, bring some more ones, don’t let him start tippin’, no
What good is that n#gg# bag if he don’t spend it
Bad b#tches love shoppin’ sprees last minute
Bags packed, flights booked, b#tch, we ain’t trippin’
Buy the grub, bring some more ones, don’t let him start tippin’, no
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