Sam Sneak - Face Down lyrics

[Intro: Sam Sneaker] I got a rubber in my pocket, and I'm talking like this [Hook: Sam Sneaker x2] Face down, a** up That's the way we like to f** There's some hoes in this house tryna f** There's some hoes in this house tryna f** [Verse 1: Meek Mill] I got all these hoes trynna f** I got p**y on my mind and got patron all in my cup And I got shawty on the line tryna do the "you know what" And I ain't gotta say no words, you know I swerve if you know her Cause I don't play I'm like no way, and k**ing them hoes is 2 on 1 I take her home I touch that down, you take her home and you gon' punt Cause ya'll gon' kick it, and about my business When it come to them hoes man I got them b**hes like I got my city cuz I run that sh** But I'm like face down and you're a** up and your a** up and you're face down She coming up trynna catch breath, I grab her weave like stay down Just breathe ho, breathe ho K.O.D I'm balling hard, it's me, Sneak, and Breed ho Look I got a rubber off in my pocket, never slipping I got it Bad b**h she look tropic, if she f** me right then she shopping Matter-of-fact I'm lying, I'm high as f** like I'm flying Got perks off in my system, I tell the hoes when I get them, put yo [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Trey Songz] Her p**y good, my dick is gold I'm in yo hood I probably f**ed your ho These b**hes nasty, I need my nuts licked These b**hes know I got that deep up in yo gut dick Face down, with yo back arched, fingers spread that a** apart And I'm deep in it and she leak in it, bust a couple nuts, then sleep in it Don't you try to run where that p**y going? I eat cray on the week day, weekend her 3 friends Gotta a n***a going off the deep end cause I'm deep in when I dove in And I'm so in when I go in, p**y feeling something like the ocean She ain't even let a n***a know when, you just gonna leave a n***a soaking I'm with that and I get that finna send another n***a's b**h back, hold up I'm nasty and I know that Yo a** big so throw that, yea b**h throw that, throw that Hold up, hold up, my dick so swole up Deep throat, throw up bad b**hes know what? I want yo [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Wale] Couple bad independent women in my section You be tricking dollars I don't even pay attention And I do be popping bottles (true) and I don't think it's a problem (true) So just hold up, let me open up with this ganja Ya face down, a** up, o you think you all that I say that we should see wa**up and play let's see who call who back (aha) And now you mad, saying that I treat you bad Cause when I treat you how I treat you and leave you, you be needing baths Now we had Magic and Onix tryna see what's happening Trust me I throw this back she bust it like that Peter Pan See the plan come alone or go back home And if they act like they dont know, play this muthaf**in song [Hook x2]