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City Girls

Face Down

 

Face Down

(album: RAW - 2023)


Uh, Miami (Ah yeah)
Yeah (Ah yeah)

[Yung Miami:]
What good is that nigga bag if he don't spend it
Bad bitches love shopping sprees last minute
Bags packed, flights booked, bitch, we ain't tripping
Buy the grub, bring some more ones, don't let him start tipping, no

Face down, ass up, slut me out (Slut me out)
I don't even let a broke nigga eat me out (Eat me out)
He know this pussy stay wet in the middle of droughts
I make him face me, nasty, squirt in his mouth (Damn)
I need that car paid for and a new house
Said "Do I look basic? Wife me now"
I heard cash rules, let me show you how
Better spend that shit, baby, ice me out (Period)
Hand clap, left right, both cheeks
Housekeeper and I can still fucking up the sheets (Ah)
To the valet, y'all niggas so cheap
If you looking for a wee bitch, you know it ain't me (Period)
Pussy ain't free, you better spend that shit (Spend that shit)
Since my momma gave birth, man, I been that bitch (Been that bitch)
Got it fresh off the runway, I'm in that shit
He said he love me, he show me, he meant that shit (Ah)

[JT:]
Lay it down, lay it muhfucking down
Ayy, JT, yeah

Shoutout my bitches getting bags out of niggas (Yeah)
I think I just leveled up, hoes say I'm weirder (What?)
I'm in that big bulletproof with a hit in (Ah)
If he ain't blowing a bag, bitch, pick a better nigga
I'm in that new coupe, might go vroom-vroom
Bitches that be hating on me really ain't got no room (None)
I mean literally, no house bitch, no room (Ew)
I'm a city girl, so he gotta be a tycoon
Face down, ass up, that-that's the way I like to fuck (Wow)
You want a bitch from the city, huh? Pussy pretty, huh?
Got a nigga out of motherfucking Philly, uh

[Yung Miami:]
What good is that nigga bag if he don't spend it
Bad bitches love shopping sprees last minute
Bags packed, flights booked, bitch, we ain't tripping
Buy the grub, bring some more ones, don't let him start tipping, no
What good is that nigga bag if he don't spend it
Bad bitches love shopping sprees last minute
Bags packed, flights booked, bitch, we ain't tripping
Buy the grub, bring some more ones, don't let him start tipping, ay

done

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