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Stunna Luciano - FaceTime Lyrics



Stunna Luciano - FaceTime Lyrics
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She think I'm out doggin these hoes
So whenever she call it be FaceTime
Getting qwalla or out with the bros
I ain't slipping that thang on my waistline
Give it to you when I get back home
Till then you gotta trust that I ain't lying
You know it's all love not the fake kind
Could care less bout what's said through the grapevine
She think I'm out doggin these hoes
So whenever she call it be FaceTime
Getting qwalla or out with the bros
I ain't slipping that thang on my waistline
Give it to you when I get back home
Till then you gotta trust that I ain't lying
You know it's all love not the fake kind
Could care less bout what's said through the grapevine
Swear she be doing the most
Fell in love with how I rock the boat
Got game she just need to be coached
Gone help me bring in the loafs
Not these others so it's hard to boast
Wanna take her need more than a quote
What's my eta send a text when I'm close
Might break heart tomorrow that's why I don't post
Might break bed tonight from the way that I stroke
Just play your position and you'll get my oath
Lets take a baecation somewhere near the coast
You say you my rider be ready to roll
Give her some FaceTime when she get mad at me
Who's kitty is it she say it's Big Zaddies
Good head on her shoulders she more than a baddie
Pull up for I pull out just send me the addy
Feel more than strap when she pull down the khakis
One hand on her kitchen other playing Patty
Long as you here for me you know I'm happy
Matching my drip feel together we splashy let's hoop
Must get blues
Be back in few
Don't act brand new
I'm strapped be cool
Attached that's cute
New pack it's fruit
Try that with crew
Where's my jack it's boo
She think I'm out doggin these hoes
So whenever she call it be FaceTime
Getting qwalla or out with the bros
I ain't slipping that thang on my waistline
Give it to you when I get back home
Till then you gotta trust that I ain't lying
You know it's all love not the fake kind
Could care less bout what's said through the grapevine
She think I'm out doggin these hoes
So whenever she call it be FaceTime
Getting qwalla or out with the bros
I ain't slipping that thang on my waistline
Give it to you when I get back home
Till then you gotta trust that I ain't lying
You know it's all love not the fake kind
Could care less bout what's said through the grapevine
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She think I'm out doggin these hoes
So whenever she call it be FaceTime
Getting qwalla or out with the bros
I ain't slipping that thang on my waistline
Give it to you when I get back home
Till then you gotta trust that I ain't lying
You know it's all love not the fake kind
Could care less bout what's said through the grapevine
She think I'm out doggin these hoes
So whenever she call it be FaceTime
Getting qwalla or out with the bros
I ain't slipping that thang on my waistline
Give it to you when I get back home
Till then you gotta trust that I ain't lying
You know it's all love not the fake kind
Could care less bout what's said through the grapevine
Swear she be doing the most
Fell in love with how I rock the boat
Got game she just need to be coached
Gone help me bring in the loafs
Not these others so it's hard to boast
Wanna take her need more than a quote
What's my eta send a text when I'm close
Might break heart tomorrow that's why I don't post
Might break bed tonight from the way that I stroke
Just play your position and you'll get my oath
Lets take a baecation somewhere near the coast
You say you my rider be ready to roll
Give her some FaceTime when she get mad at me
Who's kitty is it she say it's Big Zaddies
Good head on her shoulders she more than a baddie
Pull up for I pull out just send me the addy
Feel more than strap when she pull down the khakis
One hand on her kitchen other playing Patty
Long as you here for me you know I'm happy
Matching my drip feel together we splashy let's hoop
Must get blues
Be back in few
Don't act brand new
I'm strapped be cool
Attached that's cute
New pack it's fruit
Try that with crew
Where's my jack it's boo
She think I'm out doggin these hoes
So whenever she call it be FaceTime
Getting qwalla or out with the bros
I ain't slipping that thang on my waistline
Give it to you when I get back home
Till then you gotta trust that I ain't lying
You know it's all love not the fake kind
Could care less bout what's said through the grapevine
She think I'm out doggin these hoes
So whenever she call it be FaceTime
Getting qwalla or out with the bros
I ain't slipping that thang on my waistline
Give it to you when I get back home
Till then you gotta trust that I ain't lying
You know it's all love not the fake kind
Could care less bout what's said through the grapevine
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Writer: Jeremy Ruffin
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Performed By: Stunna Luciano
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Jeremy Ruffin
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