Paroles Face down Meek Mill

Face down

[Intro: Sam Sneaker]
I got a rubber in my pocket, and I'm talking like this

[Hook x2: Sam Sneaker]
Face down, ass up
That's the way we like to fuck
There's some hoes in this house tryna fuck
There's some hoes in this house tryna fuck

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I got all these hoes trynna fuck
I got pussy on my mind and got patron all in my cup
And I got shawty on the line tryna do the "you know what"
And I ain't gotta say no words, you know I swerve if you know her
Cause I don't play I'm like no way, and killing them hoes is 2 on 1
I take her home I touch that down, you take her home and you gon' punt
Cause ya'll gon' kick it, and about my business
When it come to them hoes man I got them bitches like I got my city cause I run that shit
But I'm like face down and your ass up and your ass up and you'r face down
She coming up trynna catch breath, I grab her weave like stay down
Just breathe ho, breathe ho
K.O.D I'm balling hard, we sneaking bree ho
Look I got a rubber off in my pocket, never slipping I got it
Bad bitch she look tropic, if she fuck me right then she shopping
Matter-of-fact I'm lying, I'm high as fuck like I'm flying
Got perks off in my system, I tell the hoes when I get them, put yo

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
Her pussy good, my dick is gold
I'm in yo hood I probably fucked your ho
These bitches nasty, I need my nuts licked
These bitches know I got that deep up in yo gut dick
Face down, with yo back arched, fingers spread that ass apart
And I'm deep in it and she leak in it, bust a couple nuts, then sleep in it
Don't you try to run where that pussy going?
I eat cray on the week day, weekend her 3 friends
Gotta a nigga going off the deep end cause I'm deep in when I dove in
And I'm so in when I go in, pussy feeling something like the ocean
She ain't even let a nigga know when, you just gonna leave a nigga soaking
I'm with that and I get that finna sit her, naw nigga bitch back, hold up
I'm nasty and I know that
Yo ass big so throw that, yea bitch throw that, throw that
Hold up, hold up, my dick so swole up
Deep throat, throw up bad bitches know what? I want yo

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Wale]
Couple bad independent women in my section
You be tricking dollars I don't even pay attention
And I do be popping bottles (true) and I don't think it's a problem (true)
So just hold up, let me open up with this ganja
Ya face down, ass up, o you think you all that
I say that we should see wassup and play let's see who call who back (aha)
And now you mad, saying that I treat you bad
Cause when I treat you how I treat you and leave you, you be needing baths
Now we had Magic and Onix tryna see what's happening
Trust me I throw this back she bust it like that Peter Pan
See the plan come alone or go back home
And if they act like they don't know, play this muthafuckin song

[Hook x2]