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Tyrese Witherspoon - FaceTime Verification (feat. Barbakz) Lyrics



Tyrese Witherspoon - FaceTime Verification (feat. Barbakz) Lyrics




Hey, baby, would you like my love?
I do it all, all of the above
Incall or outcall, tell me what's up
I said incall or outcall, tell me what's up
FaceTime verification's a must
Make your deposit, in God we trust
Incall or outcall, tell me what's up
I said incall or outcall, tell me what's up

I'm the first to hop on and the last to hop out
Come out your skirt, toss your shirt, leave that ass out
Got her blowin' kisses at me while I blow her back out
Thirty-six-hundred seconds, I'ma make 'em all count
Accordin' to my account, this goes on my account
She does like my checks, she makes that ass bounce
Go below her belt, hit 'til I tap out
Ali versus Trish Stratus, imagine that bout
Wait, that's four ropes, like Rapunzel
This ain't no fairytale, no once upon, hoe
She made it go from her tonsils to her torso
She had to call outta work, she had a sore throat
And that's enough talkin', we don't f*ck often
I'm her favorite client, I get to choose her office
No matter who's hostin', she never standoffish
But if I'm hostin', I bend her like Charlton

Hey, baby, would you like my love?
I do it all, all of the above
Incall or outcall, tell me what's up
I said incall or outcall, tell me what's up
FaceTime verification's a must
Make your deposit, in God we trust
Incall or outcall, tell me what's up
I said incall or outcall, tell me what's up

No Heston model, it's my best day
Every transaction, every escapade
It be like cornrows, it be like neck braids
Tight as a handshake, short as her résumé
To fight these urges is like fightin' heavyweights
And when you're that high, you can't see heaven's gates
I could meditate, I could medicate
But it's be gon' be hard to get this out my memory
'Cause I love bad bitches and I love goody two shoes
Give 'em all of me until I'm left with nothin' to lose
But as soon as I'm done, I look at her like, "Who you?"
In a profile view, wonderin' why you do
These things you do and if your daddy had a clue
You'd grow up and this'll be the life you'd choose
Commitin' the actions, is this considered traffickin'?
Is this A-A-okay? Your ad said you welcomed Africans

Hey, baby, would you like my love?
I do it all, all of the above
Incall or outcall, tell me what's up
I said incall or outcall, tell me what's up
FaceTime verification's a must
Make your deposit, in God we trust
Incall or outcall, tell me what's up
I said incall or outcall

She gon' expose me
Should I be ashamed if she expose me?
She got my picture and my name
If she expose me, I'm the only one to blame
I feel so lonely
My life will never be the same
Ahhhhhhhhhh!
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Hey, baby, would you like my love?
I do it all, all of the above
Incall or outcall, tell me what's up
I said incall or outcall, tell me what's up
FaceTime verification's a must
Make your deposit, in God we trust
Incall or outcall, tell me what's up
I said incall or outcall, tell me what's up

I'm the first to hop on and the last to hop out
Come out your skirt, toss your shirt, leave that ass out
Got her blowin' kisses at me while I blow her back out
Thirty-six-hundred seconds, I'ma make 'em all count
Accordin' to my account, this goes on my account
She does like my checks, she makes that ass bounce
Go below her belt, hit 'til I tap out
Ali versus Trish Stratus, imagine that bout
Wait, that's four ropes, like Rapunzel
This ain't no fairytale, no once upon, hoe
She made it go from her tonsils to her torso
She had to call outta work, she had a sore throat
And that's enough talkin', we don't f*ck often
I'm her favorite client, I get to choose her office
No matter who's hostin', she never standoffish
But if I'm hostin', I bend her like Charlton

Hey, baby, would you like my love?
I do it all, all of the above
Incall or outcall, tell me what's up
I said incall or outcall, tell me what's up
FaceTime verification's a must
Make your deposit, in God we trust
Incall or outcall, tell me what's up
I said incall or outcall, tell me what's up

No Heston model, it's my best day
Every transaction, every escapade
It be like cornrows, it be like neck braids
Tight as a handshake, short as her résumé
To fight these urges is like fightin' heavyweights
And when you're that high, you can't see heaven's gates
I could meditate, I could medicate
But it's be gon' be hard to get this out my memory
'Cause I love bad bitches and I love goody two shoes
Give 'em all of me until I'm left with nothin' to lose
But as soon as I'm done, I look at her like, "Who you?"
In a profile view, wonderin' why you do
These things you do and if your daddy had a clue
You'd grow up and this'll be the life you'd choose
Commitin' the actions, is this considered traffickin'?
Is this A-A-okay? Your ad said you welcomed Africans

Hey, baby, would you like my love?
I do it all, all of the above
Incall or outcall, tell me what's up
I said incall or outcall, tell me what's up
FaceTime verification's a must
Make your deposit, in God we trust
Incall or outcall, tell me what's up
I said incall or outcall

She gon' expose me
Should I be ashamed if she expose me?
She got my picture and my name
If she expose me, I'm the only one to blame
I feel so lonely
My life will never be the same
Ahhhhhhhhhh!
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Writer: Camryn Lewis
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Performed By: Tyrese Witherspoon
Length: 2:54
Written by: Camryn Lewis
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