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Face Down

Album: I'm Him Durasi: 2:38

Damn, Chose, beat this up

She always tell me that she mad

Then I touch her soul

She always tell me that we done

And then she touch her toes

They always tell her she should leave

She tell 'em they don't know

She say she can't take no more

And turn around and take some more

Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)

Dick so good, she ignore my texts (Know what's up)

And she show up on my steps

She like, where it's at? (Like, what up?)

Tell her bend it over, I'm gon' break her back (Yeah, yeah)

Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)

Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that (Love)

Grippin' on her waist, I make her bust it back, while

She keep her face down (Down), face down

I tell the truth, if that's a problem

Go find you a yes man (Right)

Please don't blame me for the problems

You had with the next man (Cleared for departure)

Need to make up your mind 'fore the jet land

You know I'm fly, pass you by

Ain't hard to get jetlag

Stuck in my ways, over the phone

You talkin' sideways (Hello)

Up in my face, want me to park

This dick in your driveway (Right)

Pullin' your hair, you callin' me daddy

Huh, know it's a cryin' shame

Sex too hard, show no remorse

When you makin' that cryin' face (Yes, Lord)

Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)

Dick so good, she ignore my texts (Know what's up)

And she show up on my steps

She like, where it's at? (Like, what up?)

Tell her bend it over, I'm gon' break her back (Yeah, yeah)

Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)

Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that (Love)

Grippin' on her waist, I make her bust it back, while

She keep her face down (Down), face down

I bite your cheeks with my teeth

Then kiss the top of your ass-crack (Your ass-crack)

Bend you over, kiss the top of your shoulders

Gettin' your ass smacked

I nibble the back of your neck

And lick in your ear, you knowin' I'm here

Not too loud 'cause you got neighbors around

But I want 'em to hear

Bae, I love the face you makin'

When I'm in your stomach in front of the mirror (Ayy)

And we had an argument

I'm solvin' it when I rip from the rear

I'll eat your clit out from behind

I crack a smile, a chandelier

You shot the text, applyin' pressure

Breadwinner atmosphere

Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)

Dick so good, she ignore my texts (Know what's up)

And she show up on my steps

She like, where it's at? (Like, what up?)

Tell her bend it over, I'm gon' break her back (Yeah, yeah)

Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)

Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that (Love)

Grippin' on her waist, I make her bust it back, while

She keep her face down (Down), face down (Face down)