Fuck Out My Face (DMNDZ Remix) ft. B-Real, Onyx, A$ton Matthews
A$AP Ferg - Fuck Out My Face Lyrics Artist: A$AP Ferg Album: Trap Lord Heyo! SONGLYRICS just got interactive. Highlight. Review: RIFF-it. RIFF-it good. Listen while you read! (feat. B-Real, Onyx & Aston Matthews)
[Hook:] Get the fuck out my mothafuckin' face
[Verse 1: B-Real] Who's Dr. Greenthumb, anybody seen him Not another white bitch, time for a re-run Need some green sum, seen some homie Send you a ton but I keep some homie King of Queens, look on your blades Whole team on lean on peace of sway The ghetto and the pump got a critter on splatter Have another hit but I want to hit the shatter Dabbing all night really got me fadded Take a hit of my shit feel upgraded Twist that shit like your weed got braided Chilling in the palm trees feeling real shaded Pass that shit like a deadly virus She want to hit, that's Miley Cyrus Head so hard, my God, she likes this Change that chick's name to Miley Cypress
[Verse 2: Ferg] A$AP Ferg, A$AP mobbin' Bitches on my ballsack wanna nigga martian And a Miss America, picking any target Bitch give me long neck like an ostrach Aston Matthew in an Aston Marton, driving retarded Sipping on that Crissy cause a nigga really ballin' Headed to the telly with a bunch of Kelly Clarksons They love that I'm from Harlem, don't let them see your [?] Another broad and kiss and massage 'em Give them booty shots might Nicki Minaj 'em Don't let 'em get me hard then Tell they freind give me jaws like a shark finn You'll play Halle Berry in Monster Ball and I'll be trap lord Billy Bob Thorton
[Verse 3: Aston Matthews] Oh, shit, who let these Hulk Hogan hoes in with nose and chest open That water hoes got us sipping, that molly may got us dripping
I get that A$AP, A$AP, take naps from the K clap, I'll bring it Where you lay at, gang colder than face off, you don't want to face that Got these hoes dripping out the four socks, 44's get the 4's off Four boats so the hoes drop, that rose gold keep it don't stop Haaan, molly party, molly party, them bitches know It's a molly party, dodging cases cause I'm dropping bodies #1 Stunna camoflage Hummer, nose job had to paint white for the summer I'm a hitstick drummer, havey weight triple H hall of fame head hunter Minivan gram Van Damme hand in hand in the Trans-Am Choppas [?] Hammer time Ham dance, put that pussy on a hand stand
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Fredro Starr (Sticky Fingaz)] Better get the fuck out my face with all that Or get a broken beat down with a baseball bat Fergs said call a nigga A$AP back Oh, just looking for is baseball bat I'm a thug with a baseball cap Got a bad bitch slim waist from the back Ass ain't fat but her face all that Oh, she like to fuck in my baseball cap (I'm a CBGB crazy balled head grimy bastard No PG, she be a bitch that's going to get blasted So don't set trip cause I love to trip, my niggas trip acid I don't give a fuck if it's big real, your titties coulda been plastic) Bitch you didn't ask my gangs official Mad faced nigga with anger issues Hundred mad nigga got a gang of pistols, blaow Now how the fuck can a stranger miss you (My whole set ganged up, play your self get banged up Suicide you get hanged up, she done fuck the crew she got ganged up)
[Outro:] Get the fuck out my mothafuckin' face Or pull the heat out my mothafuckin' waist (Get the fuck out my mothafuckin' face Or pull the strap out my mothafuckin' waist)