Git out My Face

歌曲 Git out My Face
歌手 Scarface
专辑 MADE

歌词

作词 : Hervey, Jordan
[Chorus]Fake-ass-ni-ggaz (NEED TO GET OUT MY) faaaace
Fake-ass-ni-ggaz (WON'TCHA STAY OUT MY) faaaace(ALL YOU FRAUDULENT-ASS *******Z NEED TO GET OUT MY) faaaace(ALL YOU BEGGIN-ASS ******* NEED TO GET OUT MY) faaaace[Scarface]
News gossip laws gossip boppers boppin hoes beg
Foresake me cause they ******* always be off in my bed
Always ****** with they feelings, ************
I'll ******* you with my head
I don't love you and you don't love me so mother******* what
Donna said
I got paper never spend it
I ain't never seen a nightthat
I felt a need to pay a ************ unless she was a dyke
Lickin ************ left and right, bringin ******* by my place
Jack me off and suck my ************ and let me skeet off in her (faaaace~!)
Blackberry start to buzzin, guess her hu************and askin questions
Wonderin where she at cause she just called her cousin, mad and fussin
I'm laughin cause
I'm ******, slappin ass and titty suckin
Please your nipples, puttin that thump in her ass and she ain't strugglin[Chorus][Scarface]
You ain't gangsta, youse a busta, quick to say that you a hustler
But realistically, you a ************ to me, sweet as pie but down to
CusterWanna cry when *******z touch ya, wanna hide cause *******z bust ya
Got the copies of them statements you was makin mother*******
All you fake-ass *******z get the ******* out my (faaaace~!)'
Fore I make it rain and shower you with copper from the
AK, 47 that's gon' be my tool
Make me clack it,
I start actin like a mother****** fool (yeah)
Fool, you know me,
I've been down since '85
Sellin dime for dime, doublin up my paper every time
I live the life of crime, ghetto life from day to day
Made me throw up both my hands, now get the ******* up out my (faaaace~!)[Chorus][Scarface]
Thought I mighta hung it up for good, got tired of ridin beatsfor free, said ******* it,
I'm gon' go on and coach a team
Play golf and smoke my ******, poke her every other day
Do some groups and keep these haters out my mother****** (faaaace~!)
But this ************t ain't go the way
I planned,
I'm caught off in the cross
And if I leave they won't respect the
South cause *******z soft
Talkin 'bout what's in they mouth, talkin 'bout they cars and house
And that ain't what we all about, we out here workin in a drought'
Bout that paper, 'bout that cabbage, out here hustlin 'til you grab it
Pimp a pimp, you silly rabbit, youse a bun without a tablet
So yo' intellect connect is comin short it out of space
Catchin bricks and ****** and ace so get the ******* up out my face

拼音

zuò cí : Hervey, Jordan
Chorus Fakeassniggaz NEED TO GET OUT MY faaaace
Fakeassniggaz WON' TCHA STAY OUT MY faaaace ALL YOU FRAUDULENTASS Z NEED TO GET OUT MY faaaace ALL YOU BEGGINASS NEED TO GET OUT MY faaaace Scarface
News gossip laws gossip boppers boppin hoes beg
Foresake me cause they always be off in my bed
Always with they feelings,
I' ll you with my head
I don' t love you and you don' t love me so mother what
Donna said
I got paper never spend it
I ain' t never seen a nightthat
I felt a need to pay a unless she was a dyke
Lickin left and right, bringin by my place
Jack me off and suck my and let me skeet off in her faaaace!
Blackberry start to buzzin, guess her hu and askin questions
Wonderin where she at cause she just called her cousin, mad and fussin
I' m laughin cause
I' m , slappin ass and titty suckin
Please your nipples, puttin that thump in her ass and she ain' t strugglin Chorus Scarface
You ain' t gangsta, youse a busta, quick to say that you a hustler
But realistically, you a to me, sweet as pie but down to
CusterWanna cry when z touch ya, wanna hide cause z bust ya
Got the copies of them statements you was makin mother
All you fakeass z get the out my faaaace!'
Fore I make it rain and shower you with copper from the
AK, 47 that' s gon' be my tool
Make me clack it,
I start actin like a mother fool yeah
Fool, you know me,
I' ve been down since ' 85
Sellin dime for dime, doublin up my paper every time
I live the life of crime, ghetto life from day to day
Made me throw up both my hands, now get the up out my faaaace! Chorus Scarface
Thought I mighta hung it up for good, got tired of ridin beatsfor free, said it,
I' m gon' go on and coach a team
Play golf and smoke my , poke her every other day
Do some groups and keep these haters out my mother faaaace!
But this t ain' t go the way
I planned,
I' m caught off in the cross
And if I leave they won' t respect the
South cause z soft
Talkin ' bout what' s in they mouth, talkin ' bout they cars and house
And that ain' t what we all about, we out here workin in a drought'
Bout that paper, ' bout that cabbage, out here hustlin ' til you grab it
Pimp a pimp, you silly rabbit, youse a bun without a tablet
So yo' intellect connect is comin short it out of space
Catchin bricks and and ace so get the up out my face