Face Down Letra - Rick Ross ft. Rich The Kid

(Metro)

(Set in Stone)

Go, go

(Go, go)

Baby

I ain't trippin'

I ain't trippin', send a jet for you (Jet for you)

For you, for you

I'ma pay the bills for you, for you

Car note for her

Tell her ass up, face down (Woo, go)

Face down (Go), face down (Go, go)

Shake it, go on, turn around (Go)

Throw that ass 'round and 'round (Go, 'round)

And I might bust you down (Down)

Really rich, I've been gettin' rich since SoundCloud (Woo)

Ass up, face down (Woo, go)

Face down (Face down), face down

Ass up, face down

Face down (Go, go), face down

I tell her ass up, face down

This one for Magic City (Magic City)

Walkin' in Booby Trap, and I wanna see some ass and titties

I'm rich forever, none of these nigga really ain't fuckin' with me

Said I was savin' up, but fuck around and spent a milli' (Yeah)

I bought her new shoes and new Chanel, ball like the NFL (L)

These racks stuck on me like Velcro, they wrap around my belt (My belt)

Your bitch go on a shelf (Shelf)

In this bitch, throwin' so many racks, these hoes might call for help (Rich)

Tell her ass up, face down (Woo, go)

Face down (Go), face down (Go, go)

Shake it, go on, turn around (Go)

Throw that ass 'round and 'round (Go, 'round)

And I might bust you down (Down)

Really rich, I've been gettin' rich since SoundCloud (Woo)

Ass up, face down (Woo, go)

Face down (Face down), face down

Ass up, face down

Face down (Go, go), face down

I tell her ass up, face down

Drop it low and watch me pick it up (Go), Ferrari pickup truck (Go)

Rings on my fingers, leavin' diamonds in her butt

All the bitches I could fuck, some niggas call it luck

In my Chrome Heart denim, and they run a buck

The weed man see my numbers (Go), so he know to come

Shoot up the club, we had another hundred in the drum

Let's hit Amiri, spend another hundred just for fun

I love ballin' with my nigga, party just begun

We in the club, it's pitch dark, I got my shades on (Go)

My diamonds jumpin' like they got a pair of J's on

I left the jet on the runway, we flyin' straight home

I bust a nut and fuck her once again, I stay strong

Tell her ass up, face down (Woo, go)

Face down (Go), face down (Go, go)

Shake it, go on, turn around (Go)

Throw that ass 'round and 'round (Go, 'round)

And I might bust you down (Down)

Really rich, I've been gettin' rich since SoundCloud (Woo)

Ass up, face down (Woo, go)

Face down (Face down), face down

Ass up, face down

Face down (Go, go), face down

I tell her ass up, face down

(Set in Stone)