FACETIME (Bonus) Songtext
von Frazer
FACETIME (Bonus) Songtext
Calling up, she Facetime
Tryna catch me near
I said, "Baby, yeah I′ll make time"
Even in a year, yeah
Coupe so fast I race now
Tryna beat that rear, yeah
Flexin' with a Wraith now
Call the shots from here, yeah
Ooh
Chasin′ on a cheque, on a flight direct to the moon
Remember what I said? Told you everything gon' be new
Remember when we met? Told you no lies, everything true
Jumpin' on a jet just to enjoy the motherfuckin′ view, yeah
Ooh
Yeah
Yeah she twenty two
But she gotta clue
Yeah she gotta clue
Hundred fuckin′ bands and she count 'em too
Yeah what you into?
I got your hoe lining up for interviews
That′s the question I ask in the interview
She said, "Drop your pants"
I said, "Baby, let's get into you"
If you let me come round, I′ll be gone by the morning
I won't make sound, I′ma leave while you're snoring
Leave me a key, I'll go through the front door
I don′t need no tea, I don′t eat no porridge
I'm from a place where you need money
If you want your love to look lovely
Young girls want men about thirty
Chanel their eyes, it ain′t sunny
Plate on the reg is private, so lucky
"Ooh ooh, I'd like a little puppy"
Say it with your chest, it′s size 30, cup G
Paid by the best, he's nice your old hubby
Plated baguette with fries, they ain′t hungry
I take that back, yeah they're hungry
They're hungry, hungry for money
Calling up, she Facetime
Tryna catch me near
I said, "Baby, yeah I′ll make time"
Even in a year, yeah
Coupe so fast I race now
Tryna beat that rear, yeah
Flexin′ with a Wraith now
Call the shots from here, yeah
Ooh
Chasin' on a cheque, on a flight direct to the moon
Remember what I said? Told you everything gon′ be new
Remember when we met? Told you no lies, everything true
Jumpin' on a jet just to enjoy the motherfuckin′ view, yeah
Tryna catch me near
I said, "Baby, yeah I′ll make time"
Even in a year, yeah
Coupe so fast I race now
Tryna beat that rear, yeah
Flexin' with a Wraith now
Call the shots from here, yeah
Ooh
Chasin′ on a cheque, on a flight direct to the moon
Remember what I said? Told you everything gon' be new
Remember when we met? Told you no lies, everything true
Jumpin' on a jet just to enjoy the motherfuckin′ view, yeah
Ooh
Yeah
Yeah she twenty two
But she gotta clue
Yeah she gotta clue
Hundred fuckin′ bands and she count 'em too
Yeah what you into?
I got your hoe lining up for interviews
That′s the question I ask in the interview
She said, "Drop your pants"
I said, "Baby, let's get into you"
If you let me come round, I′ll be gone by the morning
I won't make sound, I′ma leave while you're snoring
Leave me a key, I'll go through the front door
I don′t need no tea, I don′t eat no porridge
I'm from a place where you need money
If you want your love to look lovely
Young girls want men about thirty
Chanel their eyes, it ain′t sunny
Plate on the reg is private, so lucky
"Ooh ooh, I'd like a little puppy"
Say it with your chest, it′s size 30, cup G
Paid by the best, he's nice your old hubby
Plated baguette with fries, they ain′t hungry
I take that back, yeah they're hungry
They're hungry, hungry for money
Calling up, she Facetime
Tryna catch me near
I said, "Baby, yeah I′ll make time"
Even in a year, yeah
Coupe so fast I race now
Tryna beat that rear, yeah
Flexin′ with a Wraith now
Call the shots from here, yeah
Ooh
Chasin' on a cheque, on a flight direct to the moon
Remember what I said? Told you everything gon′ be new
Remember when we met? Told you no lies, everything true
Jumpin' on a jet just to enjoy the motherfuckin′ view, yeah
Writer(s): Harry Cuschieri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com