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FTF (Face Time F***) Video (MV)






Jerem!ah W!ley & Kid Spazzy - FTF (Face Time F***) Lyrics




Do what I do (Ha, ha, ha)
Walk in this bit like this bitch is the zoo, ooo (Yeah)
(That's what I'm talking about little n****, talk your shit)
(Damn)
(ISSA W!LEYS WORLD)
Turn up to the roof
Turn up to the max (Aye)
Turn up to the glue, ooo
ISSA W!LEYS WORLD baby
Slimy as f*ck (Slat)
Slimy as shit
SpaZZy in this motherf*cker you heard me (Ha, ha)
I look like some glue, ooo (Slat)
(Blah)

Aye
Ooo
Aye
Waking up thank God (What)
My young n****s stay hard (Blah)
I need a dank charge (Dank)
Rolling that stank ahh (Cheese) (Whoo)
Nut on her face large (What else?)
N**** the bass hard (Yeah) (Bass)
N****s they change frauds (They changed)
Even the blame odd
I kick in shit like its FIFA
Mexican hoe eat that dick up like pizza (What else) (Huh)
Block that little bitch I don't need her (What)
Bitches be talking till you bring that heat huh (Huh) (Yeah)
Slimy little n**** that green cut (SLAT)
They call me Ocho ain't giving em 8 f*cks (OCHO)
(N*)
N****s gone act like they gang huh
Ain't in the streets got respect like a gangsta (DOOT, DOOT, DOOT) (BIT)
N**** you know you a hater (BITCH)
I'm back in the C cooking bangers (C) (Cheese)
Aye
N****s be strangers (Aye)
My n****s come in with that danger (BANG, YUH)
Aye
Range like a ranger (AYYYYYE!)
You pussy ass n****s be fake uh
Aye
We got that cake uh
I'm running up plates to the stakes uh

I told that bitch get gone (What else)
FaceTime f*ck it up over the phone (Cheese)
If she not f*cking she gotta go home (Wow)
I keep a condom on can't go in raw (Raw)
Either way R.I.P death to her walls (Walls, walls)
She said the bone big like it's Indiana Jones (Woo)
Dick touch the floor
She touch ha toes
Yeah I'm polite I don't play with no hoe (Hell nah) (Nope)
Thought this was Metro she wanting some more
Damn (Woah, woah, woah)
She wanting some more (Damn)
That ting a thottie
Still no right clicks ain't no copies
W!LEY is her only option
Stop it, pop it, lock it, drop it (Yeah)
Get you on stage do that shit for the mosh pit (On God)
Damn
An you ain't even here
FaceTime that ting put my phone in the air
Told that bitch to
Pop it (Pop it)
Drop it (Drop it)
Lock it
(Damn)
Pop it (Pop it)
Lock it (Lock it)
Pop it (On God)
Drop it (Ooo)
Drop it (Huh)
(Yuh)
What? (Pop it)
Huh? (Drop it)
Yeah (Lock it)
Huh? (Huh)
Yeah? (Hoo)
Damn (Ha ha)
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Do what I do (Ha, ha, ha)
Walk in this bit like this bitch is the zoo, ooo (Yeah)
(That's what I'm talking about little n****, talk your shit)
(Damn)
(ISSA W!LEYS WORLD)
Turn up to the roof
Turn up to the max (Aye)
Turn up to the glue, ooo
ISSA W!LEYS WORLD baby
Slimy as f*ck (Slat)
Slimy as shit
SpaZZy in this motherf*cker you heard me (Ha, ha)
I look like some glue, ooo (Slat)
(Blah)

Aye
Ooo
Aye
Waking up thank God (What)
My young n****s stay hard (Blah)
I need a dank charge (Dank)
Rolling that stank ahh (Cheese) (Whoo)
Nut on her face large (What else?)
N**** the bass hard (Yeah) (Bass)
N****s they change frauds (They changed)
Even the blame odd
I kick in shit like its FIFA
Mexican hoe eat that dick up like pizza (What else) (Huh)
Block that little bitch I don't need her (What)
Bitches be talking till you bring that heat huh (Huh) (Yeah)
Slimy little n**** that green cut (SLAT)
They call me Ocho ain't giving em 8 f*cks (OCHO)
(N*)
N****s gone act like they gang huh
Ain't in the streets got respect like a gangsta (DOOT, DOOT, DOOT) (BIT)
N**** you know you a hater (BITCH)
I'm back in the C cooking bangers (C) (Cheese)
Aye
N****s be strangers (Aye)
My n****s come in with that danger (BANG, YUH)
Aye
Range like a ranger (AYYYYYE!)
You pussy ass n****s be fake uh
Aye
We got that cake uh
I'm running up plates to the stakes uh

I told that bitch get gone (What else)
FaceTime f*ck it up over the phone (Cheese)
If she not f*cking she gotta go home (Wow)
I keep a condom on can't go in raw (Raw)
Either way R.I.P death to her walls (Walls, walls)
She said the bone big like it's Indiana Jones (Woo)
Dick touch the floor
She touch ha toes
Yeah I'm polite I don't play with no hoe (Hell nah) (Nope)
Thought this was Metro she wanting some more
Damn (Woah, woah, woah)
She wanting some more (Damn)
That ting a thottie
Still no right clicks ain't no copies
W!LEY is her only option
Stop it, pop it, lock it, drop it (Yeah)
Get you on stage do that shit for the mosh pit (On God)
Damn
An you ain't even here
FaceTime that ting put my phone in the air
Told that bitch to
Pop it (Pop it)
Drop it (Drop it)
Lock it
(Damn)
Pop it (Pop it)
Lock it (Lock it)
Pop it (On God)
Drop it (Ooo)
Drop it (Huh)
(Yuh)
What? (Pop it)
Huh? (Drop it)
Yeah (Lock it)
Huh? (Huh)
Yeah? (Hoo)
Damn (Ha ha)
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Writer: Jeremiah Wiley
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