Pretty Face
f**k, f**k
Ayy, ayy, ayy
f**k, f**k it up
f**kin' up your lace front
She gon' throw it back tonight, lil' mama can't run
She done dropped a couple pounds, now you can't front
Pretty face, waist, ass, yeah
f**k it up
f**kin' up your lace front
She gon' throw it back tonight, lil' mama can't run
She done dropped a couple pounds, now you can't front
Pretty face, waist, ass, yeah
Oh, she a dog with that sh*t (Roof)
Got me on a leash, shorty need a collar for my dick, ayy
I'm f**k it 'til it ain't no walls in that b**ch
When I throw it on you, baby, make her tell it like a
Oh, she a dog with that sh*t (Woof, damn, f**k)
Come here, baby, let me get your number right quick
I be walkin' in and f**kin' up the summer and sh*t
When she walk in here, she get to dun-dun-dunin' in this sh*t
Dropped the cash out my bag go to thumbin' this sh*t
b**ch, I don't, I gotta, I don't wanna, b**ch, I'm definitely rich
I paid your airfare for you 'cause definitely lit
Pretty face, waist, ass, yeah
f**k, f**k it up
f**kin' up your lace front
She gon' throw it back tonight, lil' mama can't run
She done dropped a couple pounds, now you can't front
Pretty face, waist, ass, yeah
f**k it up
f**kin' up your lace front
She gon' throw it back tonight, lil' mama can't run
She done dropped a couple pounds, now you can't front
Pretty face, waist, ass, yeah
I'm a big timer nigga, yeah, don't forget it, yeah
That mean I'ma f**k if she all in my city, yeah
You a broke nigga, don't f**k with me, yeah
You a broke b**ch, you might still get the dick
Ayy, pretty face, waist, ass, why I'm f**kin' with you
I said, "f**k that nigga" 'cause I'm f**kin' richer
He got a Richard Mille, nigga, f**k Richard
I'll be damned if I buy another for my hand, I'm drunk
Oh yeah, you gon' sleep after we f**k but I don't know where
I go deep in her tree trunk, I f**k, no care
Then I ah, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet in your hair
f**k, f**k it up
f**kin' up your lace front
She gon' throw it back tonight, lil' mama can't run
She done dropped a couple pounds, now you can't front
Pretty face, waist, ass, yeah
f**k it up
f**kin' up your lace front
She gon' throw it back tonight, lil' mama can't run
She done dropped a couple pounds, now you can't front
Pretty face, waist, ass, yeah
