Gucci Mane - Face Card | Текст песни

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Face card, face card
Why use your bank card when you can use your face card?!

[Verse 1:]
Club owners remember my face
Park my car in front of the place
No one interrupting my space
And I ball hard cause I got racks in my safe
Eating so good I got to say grace
Girls wanna fuck me on the first date
What am I gon do with all these big faces
New Gucci boots but fuck the shoe laces
Smoking on purp that smell just like grapes
And I don't smoke mid I don't like the taste
Buy my ace of spades by the case, and I don't have to pay I just use my face

[Hook: x4]
Face card, face card
Why use your bank card when you can use your face card?!

[Verse 2:]
Get ya grass cut, so I see the snakes
Hoes congregate like I'm T.D Jakes
Bitches fuck with me they know that I'm straight
And the plug give me cakes and skilled to my face
Caption save a whore go put on your case
I fuck her in the face then put her in place
I'm good everywhere for you it's not safe
And I keep a big pistol right on my waist
Sipping on lean that dropped me two ace
Hoes sixteen I can't feel my face
And they just let me out murder was the case
Had a shiny suit on like puffy hand made

[Hook: x4]
Face card, face card
Why use your bank card when you can use your face card?!

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