FACES (but like the one the label made me do|Explicit) - Swavay

Lyrics by：Andre Jones/Jeff Gitelman

Composed by：Andre Jones/Jeff Gitelman

Hello

Hello

Hello

Hello

Hello

Hello

Hello

Hello

Aye

And I'm on the way home girl don't you worry

Doing 85 speed limit on 30

When I get home I'll already be naked

I'm tryna exchange ******* faces

And we can go on road and state to state it

From Houston to Cali Virginia to Vegas

And when I get home girl don't be playin'

I'm tryna exchange ******* faces

If closed mouths don't get fed

Then speak up now

On speaker phone before my **** dead

You know I got no problem

Telling you what race is led

No closed mouths

No closed miles don't get head

If love's a song then it's just ours

And we don't need the feature

I spent them dollars to get ya

Now I spend 'em to keep ya

And I don't like playing the game

But d**n sure hate the bleachers

So I'm speeding in my lil' Benz

It's black and mine is sleeker

And I ain't worried 'bout these hoes

'Cause I'm too focused on getting this dough

So as I'm moving up to your door

Better start coming out them clothes

Been thinking about this all day for sure

And that's just what uh we asking for

And now I'm falling out of liking

In love fast and yeah uh

And that's just what uh we asking for

And now I'm falling out of liking

Loving fast and what

What

And I'm on the way home girl don't you worry

Doing 85 speed limit on 30

When I get home I'll already be naked

I'm tryna exchange ******* faces

And we can go on road and state to state it

From Houston to Cali Virginia to Vegas

And when I get home girl don't be playing

I'm tryna exchange ******* faces