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blue face paper - jay webb lyrics

[pre*chorus]
i been on the grind, gettin’ blue face paper
bottle up to shine, gettin’ blue face paper
crossin’ county lines for some blue face paper
she f*ck me ’cause i got all this blue face paper

[chorus]
she like, “how a redneck get this blue face paper?”
how you gon’ flex in a room full of haters?
said the price on the booze is some tires for the razor
if i’m in the f*ckin’ booth, know it’s gonna be a banger
won’t gеt her back if she climbs in the ridе
murder duramax with the steps on the side
too busy gettin’ bags, give a f*ck if she mine
turnin’ on the flash when i f*ck from behind

[verse 1]
said that you was damaged and your heart so cold
baby, i could do some damage on an old back road
just look up and call me, “daddy” while i hold you close
when we’re done, i’ll hang your panties on the rear*view, woah (yeah)
i been lovin’ every curve and every inch of your fine ass
everything i got, i pay my sh*t, aim finest
pop another pill and take a hit, let the time pass
careful with the shine if you sip out of my glass
[pre*chorus]
grind, gettin’ blue face paper
bottle up to shine, gettin’ blue face paper
crossin’ county lines for some blue face paper
she f*ck me ’cause i got all this blue face paper

[chorus]
she like, “how a redneck get this blue face paper?”
how you gon’ flex in a room full of haters?
said the price on the booze is some tires for the razor
if i’m in the f*ckin’ booth, know it’s gonna be a banger
won’t get her back if she climbs in the ride
murder duramax with the steps on the side
too busy gettin’ bags, give a f*ck if she mine
turnin’ on the flash when i f*ck from behind

[verse 2]
turnin’ on the flash when i f*ck from behind
pretty feet up on the dash while i’m ridin’ the line
d*mn it, i’ma beat her back in up under some pines (ayy)
i been dready with an axe in at one twenty*five (twenty*five)
you won’t, you won’t be needin’
you won’t, you won’t be needin’ in
you won’t, you won’t be leavin’
you know, you know you need this sh*t
[pre*chorus]
i been on the grind, gettin’ blue face paper
bottle up to shine, gettin’ blue face paper
crossin’ county lines for some blue face paper
she f*ck me ’cause i got all this blue face paper

[chorus]
she like, “how a redneck get this blue face paper?”
how you gon’ flex in a room full of haters?
said the price on the booze is some tires for the razor
if i’m in the f*ckin’ booth, know it’s gonna be a banger
won’t get her back if she climbs in the ride
murder duramax with the steps on the side
too busy gettin’ bags, give a f*ck if she mine (yeah)
turnin’ on the flash when i f*ck from behind

[outro]
how a redneck get this blue face paper?
how you gon’ flex in a room full of haters?
the price on the booze is some tires for the razor
if i’m in the f*ckin’ booth, know it’s gonna be a—
in the f*ckin’ booth, know it’s gonna be a banger

- jay webb lyrics

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