DJ Mustard – Face Down (feat. Lil Wayne, Big Sean, YG & Lil Boosie) lyrics

[Intro: yg]
Now you know who I am right?
Mustard on the beat ho

[Hook: Lil Boosie]
I got a fire red bone who go all night long, Boos
She like her *ss tooted up and her face down
She like her *ss tooted up and her face down
She like her *ss 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

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
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 **** 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’
While 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 ****a, 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

[Hook:]

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
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 **** not
So, I’mma make me that 7-11 pitstop
She leaned over like I love you, I’m just like **** stop
You done ****ed about have a [?]
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 ****

[Hook:]

[Verse 3: yg]
Yea, I’mma start off in la
I got a **** named Shawntae
I let her ride my **** and ever since then
She been worshipin’ Christmas break
She like ****in’ in the back seat
I know your ho like ****in’ in a taxi
Always hanging with them athletes
I ain’t trippin’, she like tricks, so I lead her to the athletes
Might fly to Atlanta and take a trip
It’s ho Heaven, all the bad ****es strip
Hold up, I got a **** that work at Onyx
I got her hooked on a **** like it’s phonics
I got a Philly **** always playing Meek shit
My ex says I’m a dog, don’t put me on a **** then
I’m finna fly to Japan in a couple weeks
That means I’m finna have some foreign linen in my sheets

[Hook:]

[Verse 4: Lil Boosie]
I gotta chick out Mississippi, she gold too
Thick thighs, nice legs, soul food
My decent chick had [?]
Yippee-yi-yo, ride that thing like that
My Oakland girl called up 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 [?], 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
My Chitown chick, we have a gangster time
She from the West side, [?] s** 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

[Hook:]

OG Maco – God Willin (Children Of The Rage Album)

[Hook]
Lotta of niggas wanna hate on me
What’s the reason nigga who knows
Say I’m focused on the wrong shit
We just putting out the new dope
Yeah yeah, oh lord, god willin’
Yeah yeah, oh lord, god willin’

[Verse 1]
God willin’ these drugs in me
Lines looking like white Jesus
Catching bras from your favorite neices
Spend your pay on these time pieces
I’m Ye nigga, I’m cocaína
Kill the world with my father features
Wrist working, no Father feature
Ball so hard that shit James
Same black mask ain’t shit changed
Old friends hating like D. Wade
These niggas sus like Chris Bosh
All up in my biz ass, [?]
I found twelve bricks and you found a god
Schooling every nigga, he forgot his broad
Everything lit to the streets dog
And your team food like Meatwad
All these motherfuckers bit my shit
Got turned to when they come around
Altar altar, that scripture sound
Tryna stop my prayers but I’m preaching now

[Pre-Hook]
Lotta of niggas wanna hate on me
What’s the reason nigga who knows
Say I’m focused on the wrong shit
We just putting out the new dope

[Hook]
Lotta of niggas wanna hate on me
What’s the reason nigga who knows
Say I’m focused on the wrong shit
We just putting out the new dope
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin’
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin’
Lotta of niggas wanna hate on me
What’s the reason nigga who knows
Say I’m focused on the wrong shit
We just putting out the new dope
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin’
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin’

[Verse 2]
God willin’ these thugs with me
But they only thugs ’cause they skin black
Lord knows I was loving me
Cause I gave it out and didn’t get it back
Momma prayed that I leave the trap
Now I’m trapped in my own mind
Pops taught me just take naps
‘Cause niggas sleeping get passed by
Laughing at niggas from the past
Laughing at haters from my present view
I was sleeping on city blocks
Back then they was hating too
I don’t wanna talk
I can’t act like we cool neither
I don’t wanna walk
And you can’t ride, ho nigga this a two seater
Shooting birds instead of desert eagles
If it’s colder, must’ve seen a freezer
If it’s boulder got Movado on it
They say the devil still want some [?]
And these boots should have Prada on ’em

[Pre-Hook]
God damn, lotta of niggas wanna hate on me
What’s the reason nigga who knows
God willin’, yeah yeah!

[Hook]
Lotta of niggas wanna hate on me
What’s the reason nigga who knows
Say I’m focused on the wrong shit
We just putting out the new dope
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin’
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin’
Lotta of niggas wanna hate on me
What’s the reason nigga who knows
Say I’m focused on the wrong shit
We just putting out the new dope
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin’
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin’