Face off lyrics - Omarion

This goes out to my Brooklyn crew Put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me, if ya feel me Fuck 'em all day fuck 'em all night We don't love these hoes This goes out to my Brooklyn crew Put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me, if ya feel me Fuck 'em all day fuck 'em all night We don't love these hoes I apologize ladies I'm loving' ya right You must be used to me tricking' but we fucking' tonight No wine, no dine, no wheelin' the whip All night long just feelin' the dick be-i-itch Sauce motherfuckin' slayin', I'm sayin' with no delayin' Can you beat that? Give it up to Zion then my fire grows Wishing of a riot inside my lobe Am I trippin'? Create an account to quickly begin posting on the community.

Sauce motherfuckin' jigga jigga feel this This goes out to my Brooklyn crew Put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me, if ya feel me Fuck 'em all day fuck 'em all night We don't love these hoes This goes out to my Brooklyn crew Put ya guns up in the air if ya feel me, if ya feel me Fuck 'em all day fuck 'em all night We don't love these hoes Yeah, if ya want some put ya guns up it's on Ladies know that when the sun's up I'm gone Fuck them bitches though, digits though Fuck, now if I bring it niggas know what All black gat with the mack out I take shorty to the rest blow her back out Sun dress undress throw her back out Biatch In and out like a crack house, keep it moving Face off with the 38 scraped off Keep shorty maced can't throw a 4-4 eight ball Know your place, so it starts when ya least expect The yeast infect, you don't imitate bitches, piece protected So I hear you hate bitches? King, like I'm West Like I'm Huey P.