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faces - swavay lyrics

[chorus]
and i’m on the way home girl, don’t you worry
doing 85, speed limit on 30
but when i get home, i’ll already be naked
i’m tryna exchange f*ckin’ faces
and we can go on road, and state to state it
from houston to cali, virginia to vegas
and when i get home girl, don’t be playing
i’m tryna exchange f*ckin’ faces

[verse 1]
if closed mouths don’t get fed
then speak up now, on speaker phone before my sh*t dead
you know i got no problem telling you what race is led
no closed mouths, no closed miles don’t get head
if love’s a song then it’s just ours, and we don’t need the feature
i spent them dollars to get ya, now i spend’em to keep ya
and i don’t like playing the game, but d*mn sure hate the bleachers
so i’m speeding in my lil benz, it’s black and mine’s is sleeker
and i ain’t worried about these hoes
’cause i’m too focused on getting this dough
so as i’m moving up to your door
better start coming out them clothes
been thinking about this all day for sure
and that’s just what, we asking for
and now i’m falling out of liking, in love fast, and yeah
and that’s just what, we asking for
and now i’m falling out of liking, loving fast, and what? (what, what, what)
[chorus]
and i’m on the way home girl, don’t you worry
doing 85, speed limit on 30
but when i get home, i’ll already be naked
i’m tryna exchange f*ckin’ faces
and we can go on road, and state to state it
from houston to cali, virginia to vegas
and when i get home girl, don’t be playing
i’m tryna exchange f*ckin’ faces

[outro, dj b*llsack, caller 1, caller 2]
alright b*tches and b*tchass n*ggas
we gon’ take a quick intermission from this album
just something for you n*ggas to get some stinkbox to
you’re on 1*800*hustler, dj b*llsack
i’m here all night, giving these hoes pipe!
we got some callers coming in
caller number one, let’s help you get some!

aye what’s good? it’s derrick, from outside of houston
i gotta question, ’cause i’m a little embarassed
i can’t get my d*ck up while i’m f*cking my broad and it’s tearing our relationship up a little bit, whatchu’ think?

uh, it sounds like you need some v**gr* my n*gga
molly, ecstasy, something, jesus help this man!
w*lly lump lump is in effect, caller number two? how may i help you?
what’s happening with it, you heard me?
this ‘lil dude from uptown man
i’m calling ’cause man, i tried to spice things up with my old lady like a month ago man
so i had drank a ‘lil red bull, and i had popped a ‘lil v**gr*
and i ain’t know she had gave me some raw honey too, man!
now my sh*t been up for two weeks straight bruh, i can’t!
i’m tired of busting a nut…

alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, n*gga, look n*gga
aye! somebody cut this n*gga off! cut the n*gga off!
sounds like this n*gga ‘needa stay off them gas station pills
somebody check this n*gga’s blood pressure, get this n*gga and keep him away from my b*tch!
alright anyway, we ‘gon go ahead and get this back to this album ‘vause it’s motherf*ckin’ banging!
dj b*llsack, y’all n*ggas stop calling me, y’all n*ggas got problems
i’m out

- swavay lyrics

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