Baby I just want the face
I just want the mouth, i just want the neck
So i can not stay at your place
Girl that shit dead
Girl that shit dead
I'm tryna count up the bread
I got the loaf, these hoes on my head
We do not talk to the feds
Boy that shit dead
Boy that shit dead
Baby I just want the face
I just want the mouth, i just want the neck
So i can not stay at your place
Girl that shit dead
Girl that shit dead
I'm tryna count up the bread
I got the loaf, these hoes on my head
We do not talk to the feds
Boy that shit dead
Boy that shit dead
I just want the face like it's iPhone
I just want the pussy and then you can get gone
Please do not call me on my phone
Don't call me on bro's shit
That's stalker shit
Baby you dead wrong
I pull up i pull up
I hop out
Since I ain't been dropping, it's been like a drought out
These niggas they envy
They act like they family
But hating cuz I bought the block out
Hit ya ass wit the blockoww
Every time i beat, the bitch tap out
Every time i leave, she start throwing fits
Start violating, told her suck my dick
Always in the mix, never lacking
Started shooting 19s for practice
All we know is bag stackin
Switch my bitches like i switch my fabrics
Polo RL on my ass, be swerving while in traffic
Your girlfriend, she call me bestfriend
Pussy good, bro i trashed
Head fantastic
If you want a problem wit the gang then we gon have it
Cuz we fear no man but God
On these other niggas, i'm blasting
Bitch assassin
Well, kill that box from the back end
She wanna know where the tax is
Shut the f*ck up, bring that ass here
Then she made the whole thing disappear
You shoulda seen it, shit so beautiful that it made me tear
Shining bright like a chandelier
Baby I just want the face
I just want the mouth, i just want the neck
So i can not stay at your place
Girl that shit dead
Girl that shit dead
I'm tryna count up the bread
I got the loaf, these hoes on my head
We do not talk to the feds
Boy that shit dead
Boy that shit dead
Baby I just want the face
I just want the mouth, i just want the neck
So i can not stay at your place
Girl that shit dead
Girl that shit dead
I'm tryna count up the bread
I got the loaf, these hoes on my head
We do not talk to the feds
Boy that shit dead
Boy that shit dead
I just want the face like it's iPhone
I just want the pussy and then you can get gone
Please do not call me on my phone
Don't call me on bro's shit
That's stalker shit
Baby you dead wrong
I pull up i pull up
I hop out
Since I ain't been dropping, it's been like a drought out
These niggas they envy
They act like they family
But hating cuz I bought the block out
MookBlaze - Iphone (Oral) Lyrics
MookBlaze - Iphone (Oral) Lyrics
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Baby I just want the face
I just want the mouth, i just want the neck
So i can not stay at your place
Girl that shit dead
Girl that shit dead
I'm tryna count up the bread
I got the loaf, these hoes on my head
We do not talk to the feds
Boy that shit dead
Boy that shit dead
Baby I just want the face
I just want the mouth, i just want the neck
So i can not stay at your place
Girl that shit dead
Girl that shit dead
I'm tryna count up the bread
I got the loaf, these hoes on my head
We do not talk to the feds
Boy that shit dead
Boy that shit dead
I just want the face like it's iPhone
I just want the pussy and then you can get gone
Please do not call me on my phone
Don't call me on bro's shit
That's stalker shit
Baby you dead wrong
I pull up i pull up
I hop out
Since I ain't been dropping, it's been like a drought out
These niggas they envy
They act like they family
But hating cuz I bought the block out
Hit ya ass wit the blockoww
Every time i beat, the bitch tap out
Every time i leave, she start throwing fits
Start violating, told her suck my dick
Always in the mix, never lacking
Started shooting 19s for practice
All we know is bag stackin
Switch my bitches like i switch my fabrics
Polo RL on my ass, be swerving while in traffic
Your girlfriend, she call me bestfriend
Pussy good, bro i trashed
Head fantastic
If you want a problem wit the gang then we gon have it
Cuz we fear no man but God
On these other niggas, i'm blasting
Bitch assassin
Well, kill that box from the back end
She wanna know where the tax is
Shut the f*ck up, bring that ass here
Then she made the whole thing disappear
You shoulda seen it, shit so beautiful that it made me tear
Shining bright like a chandelier
Baby I just want the face
I just want the mouth, i just want the neck
So i can not stay at your place
Girl that shit dead
Girl that shit dead
I'm tryna count up the bread
I got the loaf, these hoes on my head
We do not talk to the feds
Boy that shit dead
Boy that shit dead
Baby I just want the face
I just want the mouth, i just want the neck
So i can not stay at your place
Girl that shit dead
Girl that shit dead
I'm tryna count up the bread
I got the loaf, these hoes on my head
We do not talk to the feds
Boy that shit dead
Boy that shit dead
I just want the face like it's iPhone
I just want the pussy and then you can get gone
Please do not call me on my phone
Don't call me on bro's shit
That's stalker shit
Baby you dead wrong
I pull up i pull up
I hop out
Since I ain't been dropping, it's been like a drought out
These niggas they envy
They act like they family
But hating cuz I bought the block out
I just want the mouth, i just want the neck
So i can not stay at your place
Girl that shit dead
Girl that shit dead
I'm tryna count up the bread
I got the loaf, these hoes on my head
We do not talk to the feds
Boy that shit dead
Boy that shit dead
Baby I just want the face
I just want the mouth, i just want the neck
So i can not stay at your place
Girl that shit dead
Girl that shit dead
I'm tryna count up the bread
I got the loaf, these hoes on my head
We do not talk to the feds
Boy that shit dead
Boy that shit dead
I just want the face like it's iPhone
I just want the pussy and then you can get gone
Please do not call me on my phone
Don't call me on bro's shit
That's stalker shit
Baby you dead wrong
I pull up i pull up
I hop out
Since I ain't been dropping, it's been like a drought out
These niggas they envy
They act like they family
But hating cuz I bought the block out
Hit ya ass wit the blockoww
Every time i beat, the bitch tap out
Every time i leave, she start throwing fits
Start violating, told her suck my dick
Always in the mix, never lacking
Started shooting 19s for practice
All we know is bag stackin
Switch my bitches like i switch my fabrics
Polo RL on my ass, be swerving while in traffic
Your girlfriend, she call me bestfriend
Pussy good, bro i trashed
Head fantastic
If you want a problem wit the gang then we gon have it
Cuz we fear no man but God
On these other niggas, i'm blasting
Bitch assassin
Well, kill that box from the back end
She wanna know where the tax is
Shut the f*ck up, bring that ass here
Then she made the whole thing disappear
You shoulda seen it, shit so beautiful that it made me tear
Shining bright like a chandelier
Baby I just want the face
I just want the mouth, i just want the neck
So i can not stay at your place
Girl that shit dead
Girl that shit dead
I'm tryna count up the bread
I got the loaf, these hoes on my head
We do not talk to the feds
Boy that shit dead
Boy that shit dead
Baby I just want the face
I just want the mouth, i just want the neck
So i can not stay at your place
Girl that shit dead
Girl that shit dead
I'm tryna count up the bread
I got the loaf, these hoes on my head
We do not talk to the feds
Boy that shit dead
Boy that shit dead
I just want the face like it's iPhone
I just want the pussy and then you can get gone
Please do not call me on my phone
Don't call me on bro's shit
That's stalker shit
Baby you dead wrong
I pull up i pull up
I hop out
Since I ain't been dropping, it's been like a drought out
These niggas they envy
They act like they family
But hating cuz I bought the block out
Writer: Niasia Fields
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid