Scarface | Lyrics | F*** Faces

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  • Song Name: F*** Faces
  • Artist Name: Scarface
  • Album: The Best of Scarface
  • Songwriters: B Jordan, D Copeland, M Dean, T Shaw, W Rogers
  • Release Date: 2008.04.22
  • Label: Asylum/Rap-A-Lo

LYRICS FOR "F*** Faces"

Man I met this chick so fine
So bad, she made me sick some time
I just had to f*** this b**** one time
I met her in the galleria shopping, buying
Gifts for some guy that she dating, Still Shot

Second anniversary and I'm congratulating that
But man she had an ass so fat
You couldn't palm it with Shaquille hands
It seems to me she had the whole world in her pants

Walked behind her whispering love songs
She started smiling so I handed her this bathing suit
And told her try it replied, while with these light brown eyes
I'm shopping for a lady friend about your size

She put it on so I paid for then I told her she could keep it
And then I walked out the store, it's our secret
But peep it made it down the hall, she came running
Bags about to bust, blouse wrinkled but still stunning, I don it

Made a mack move and girl chased me
And shortly thereafter, exchanged our f*** faces
It's tasteless but honey must of missed being treated
Like something more than niggas just tumbling and dudes beating

Her ass behind the silly s***
And I can see it in her eyes she was sick of this
Let's see the sights, it's me tonight
Let's leave him stuck home pacing
Blowing up your pager, exchanging f*** faces

You must be used to all the finer thangs
Infatuated by what money brangs
It seems to me you hoes will never change
So all that's left is for us to exchange

I called her up on the phone said, I'll be there in a minute
'Cause all them faces she be making when I'm in it
They make a nigga feel like he doing something
The pussy so good have you through with money

But you ain't knowing she's a tramp and a slut and all that s***
Every chance you get you trying to call that b****
Quite a few niggas got the pussy
But every time I see her got to stop and look

'Cause she so damn fine b****
I want to make you mine b****
I want to f*** one time b****
Short Dogg's on your mind b****

I give a f*** about any nigga you f*** with
Stuck with, I love the way she suck dick
It make me bust this
It's hard to hold back when it's this good

You said she wouldn't I knew the b**** would
'Cause I'm a veteran, twist them in the game so fast
With this pimping, b****, you ain't go last
I got to get 'em, let 'em know I'm pimping really

Unless I'm getting paid, the s*** is temporary
Exchanging f*** faces, making hella noise
Getting freaky as f*** and go and tell my boys
'Cause It's like that, that's how we do this s***, b****

You must be used to all the finer thangs
Infatuated by what money brangs
It seems to me you hoes will never change
So all that's left is for us to exchange

Let me holla at 'cha B, Short check this
Just got through f*****' this b****
Who swallowed my Cum and drank my piss
I stuck my fist up in her c***, she didn't budge or move it

Sucking and f******, man she loved to do it
I bust 4, 5, 6 nuts in her mouth, when she come to my house
I know that's my b**** and she don't tell nobody s***
She keeps it cool, she said that pussy's mine

And because the way I rhyme, she let me f*** her all the time
I'm thinking about keeping this b**** by my side
Girl so fine niggas dreamed they f***** her and lied
But I'm numero uno, the one and only

B**** be all on me chewing my nuts like bologna
Then picked, she licked on my dick like plop
The nut skited out like thick white snot
She saw it was still hard and said look what I got

Then rubbed it, hugged, it and shoved it in her c***
Tried to tell her to stop but the b**** wouldn't listen
I guess a dick that's hard as rock, is what these hoes be missing
And in return she used her stolen credit cards to by me casing
And later on she got this bone and gives me f*** faces

You must be used to all the finer thangs
Infatuated by what money brangs
It seems to me you hoes will never change
So all that's left is for us to exchange

I got a call from Laquesha and some of her nieces
Saying it's about six or seven dime pieces
We can hook up with no chains and no leashes
Tied to this f****** affair and slow leases

See what we go do is fall through with crushed ice
Man these hoes been talking bout f*****' for three nights
Whole damn grill so slick it's kind of nice
Not too expensive but comfortable and its quiet

The rimmy that she gimme, a Phillie and its tranquilized
Thinking to myself at this time and realized
She ain't got on panties so damn it, it's in the signs
Somebody's getting f***** tonight to my surprise

Enter the room with the cat ass eyes
Rochelle's who do nails with them thick ass thighs
See I love these kind cause they ain't with that b*******
Get a nigga off in the room and pull s***

Girl stop licking right there you killing me
Go ahead and touch it right there and fell the P
This some cold blooded s*** with a b**** you let me sit through

Damn hoe I must admit, that's whit it hit me
So I dips into the world of forgotten f*** faces
You getting buck places, drinking, love, and sex chases

You know what I'm saying baby
It's either now or never
Too $hort, Tela, Devin Scarface in style

You must be used to all the finer thangs
Infatuated by what money brangs
It seems to me you hoes will never change
So all that's left is for us to exchange

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