FACETIME lyrics
by 3rd Ave. (NY)
[Chorus: TypeOh]
Can't pick up the FaceTime
Got another b*tch that's rubbing on my waistline
Take you down in MMA style
Said she wanna get right to it we don't waste time
[Verse 1: TypeOh]
f*ck with me you don’t know what you may find
Toxic when you talking but you mad fine
I can f*ck it numb, f*ck it all night
Said you got a man said it’s not right
b*tch let’s be for real let’s be honest
Need someone that’s gone run up the profits
Shopping where you want once you fly in
And I put you in a Mercer not no Hyatt
[Chorus: TypeOh]
Can't pick up the FaceTime
Got another b*tch that's rubbing on my waistline
Take you down in MMA style
Said she wanna get right to it we don't waste time
[Verse 2: Thai Thai]
What shе feelin' on
Her pus*y grippin strong
Got a bad b*tch can't do no wrong
We f*ckin' to her favoritе song
I eat that b*tch until she numb
These other hoes ain't getting none
She throat my f*ckin' di*k for fun
Enchant me like witch's song
Runnin' laps inside of my head
The way she like to ride me got me lookin' obsessed
Shawty wanted all of me, I gave her the rest
Can't get to the phone
I got these hoes lookin' pressed over a FaceTime
[Chorus: TypeOh]
Can't pick up the FaceTime
Got another b*tch that's rubbing on my waistline
Take you down in MMA style
Said she wanna get right to it we don't waste time
Can't pick up the FaceTime
Got another b*tch that's rubbing on my waistline
Take you down in MMA style
Said she wanna get right to it we don't waste time