Kevin Gates - Face Down lyrics

Damn, Chose, beat this up
She always tell me that she mad
Then I touch her soul
She always tell me that we done
And then she touch her toes
They always tell her she should leave
She tell 'em they don't know
She say she can't take no more and
Turn around and take some more

Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)
Dick so good, she ignore my texts
(Know what's up)
And she show up on my steps, she like
"Where it's at?" (Like, what up?)
Tell her bend it over
I'm gon' break her back (yeah, yeah)
Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)
Choke her while I fuck her
She in love with that (Love)
Grippin' on her waist, I make
Her bust it back, wind
She keep her face down (Down) face down

I tell the truth, if that's a problem
Go find you a yes man (Right)
Please don't blame me for the problems
You had with the next man
(Cleared for departure)
Need to make up your mind 'fore the jet land
You know I'm fly, pass you by
It ain't hard to get jetlag
Stuck in my ways
Over the phone you talkin' sideways (Hello)
Up in my face
Want me to park this dick in your driveway
(Right) pullin' your hair, you callin'
Me, "Daddy, " huh, know it's a cryin' shame
Sex too hard, show no remorse when you
Makin' that cryin' face (Yes, Lord)

Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)
Dick so good, she ignore my texts
(Know what's up)
And she show up on my steps, she like
"Where it's at?" (Like, what up?)
Tell her bend it over
I'm gon' break her back (yeah, yeah)
Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)
Choke her while I fuck her
She in love with that (Love)
Grippin' on her waist, I make
Her bust it back, wind
She keep her face down (Down) face down

I bite your cheeks with my teeth
Then kiss the top of your ass-crack
(Your ass-crack) bend you over, kiss the
Top of your shoulders
Gettin' your ass smacked
I nibble the back of your neck
And lick in your ear, you knowin' I'm here
Not too loud 'cause you got neighbors around
But I want 'em to hear
Bae, I love the face you makin' when I'm
In your stomach in front of the mirror (Ayy)
And we had an argument
I'm solvin' it when I rip from the rear
I'll eat your clit out from
Behind, I crack a smile, a chandelier
You shot the text, applyin' pressure
Breadwinner atmosphere

Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)
Dick so good, she ignore my texts
(Know what's up)
And she show up on my steps, she like
"Where it's at?" (Like, what up?)
Tell her bend it over
I'm gon' break her back (yeah, yeah)
Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)
Choke her while I fuck her
She in love with that (Love)
Grippin' on her waist, I make
Her bust it back, wind
She keep her face down
(Down) face down (Face down)

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