Face Down (DJ Mustard)

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