FaceTime ( Lyrics ) lyrics

by

Pretty Savage


If that ain’t money calling me
It ain’t the right time
Ima let that sh*t ring
Til I finally hear the right chime
Right now I’m getting Face time
So I can’t FaceTime
Super buss down
He gone drill
Til I can’t feel my waist line
Called that n*gga 8 times
Like
I need that breakdown
Back breaker
pus*y Chaser
Legs Shaker
Face down
Ima di*k pleaser
Daddy I won’t tease ya
That kitty cry every time that big daddy beat her
Damn right he beat her up
I be stuck
After we f*ck
& I might buss after I buss
But then he right back in my guts
Uh, Sis he a boss
He ballin’ out
He got you callin’ out
If he got good di*k
You got the right to trip
Sis call him out
Fasho’ I pull up trippin’ , Flippin’
He like “Why you b*tchin’ ?”
I need discipline
I’m missin’
How you make me put dat di*k in
Not to mention
When it’s slippin’
You like “Grab it Put da tip in.”
If he a dog
I bet I dog em’ out
And leave him sick den
I’m crazy baby
Ya know ?
You crave me
Come taste me
Of course i’m wavy
Fasho
Now stroke it slow
And let me
Ride it from the back wit no hands
Do a couple tricks onda di*k, ion pole dance
Like the hood n*gga, wit a lil bit of romance
Got em’ to myself
Ian mad if a hoe glan
He be
Breaking in dis lil back
He be
Trill heen w/ da cat
I be
Faced down pinned to da wall
Phone be ringing
Ion answer my call
Cause right now I’m getting Face time
So I can’t FaceTime
Super buss down
He gone drill
Til I can’t feel my waist line
Called that n*gga 8 times
Like
I need that breakdown
Back breaker
pus*y Chaser
Legs Shaker
Face down
Ima di*k pleaser
Daddy I won’t tease ya
That kitty cry every time that big daddy beat her
Damn right he beat her up
I be stuck
After we f*ck
& I might buss after I buss
But then he right back in my guts
Uh, f*ck all that nice sh*t
Yeen tryna punish this pus*y
Then keep all that nice di*k
I’m tryna get nailed to the cross
And I f*ck wit a boss
So he keep me in nice fits
Got henny and gas
The perks make me gag
But f*ck it, let’s turn up the nights lit
His thumb in the air
Said “Daddy come smash from the back.”
He stroke wit a tight grip
He know for a fact
This all of his cat
He don’t gotta check if the pipe fit
I really be taking that di*k
You run from that di*k
b*tch you is a flight rich period
pus*y poppa for fast if you curious
Say ima do what I do
And i’m serious
Ima go rock on a b*tch
If won’t hop off ya di*k
Just for the experience
Beat her
Ian gone let up
Our mans getting wet up
The stick like a ruler
So I gotta teach uh’
Treat uh’
Leave it, da same place I meet uh’
Hide and lil savage gone seek ya
Really doe
b*tches be silly hoes
I cannot sit with those
And ian showing no sympathy neither. ( Neither Uh’)
But, Right now I’m getting Face time
So I can’t FaceTime
Super buss down
He gone drill
Til I can’t feel my waist line
Called that n*gga 8 times
Like
I need that breakdown
Back breaker
pus*y Chaser
Legs Shaker
Face down
Ima di*k pleaser
Daddy I won’t tease ya
That kitty cry every time that big daddy beat her
Damn right he beat her up
I be stuck
After we f*ck
& I might buss after I buss
But then he right back in my guts

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