Rucka Rucka Ali - Send That Bitch A Kissy Face Lyrics
Rucka Rucka Ali Lyrics
Send That Bitch A Kissy Face Lyrics
[Dali Llama:] "Ey yo Rucka? "
[Rucka Rucka Ali:] "Whassup Dali Llama? "
[Dali Llama:] "Man these cats ain't gettin' these girls wet enough."
[Rucka Rucka Ali:] "I know man, these girls drying up here in all these songs these days."
[Dali Llama:] "So what we gone do? "
[Rucka Rucka Ali:] "I don't know man, let's ask Tickle Man. Where he at? "
[Tickle Man:] "I'm in the booth with you"
[Rucka Rucka Ali:] "Oh Tickle Man, there you is. What we about to do? "
[Tickle Man:] "Uhhh, I dunno let's see what the hood says."
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
[Rucka Rucka Ali:]
Bitches love to make the little kissy, fishy, wishy,
Call me I'm so ugly in the mug that I must make a fishy face
Will she let me stick it in her butt?
If she holdin' up a phone by the mirror then she'll probably say that it's okay
Let me get your mathmatics, Girl
I'm a have to have it, Girl
Gonna text you and sex you, and that's about it, Girl
Perfect match, yeah we could put my dick in your err (ear)
I got some burr (beer)
In the curr (car)
That's right bitch I'm 21
So I signed in to my G-mail
Checked my e-mail
Probably somethin' from a female
Could it be?
She look about thirteen
Tryna send me to jail?
Please bring some ID and at least three friends
Rucka Rucka Ali
Get at me on MySpace
We can get all wasted
On FaceBook
And my place
Twitter me, Twitter
Now she's playin' with my little "D"
My penis is so little that she wanna get rid of me
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
[Dali Llama:]
Shawty just text me
Kissy face, sexy
On my camera phone
Send her pictures of my testes
'Cause you know I ball out
Sometimes with my balls out
I call her Mr. Bucket
How she spits them damn balls out
But she a hoe, she a bitch, she a freak
She got a different pic every day of the week
And I just might add her on FBook
And she ain't gotta nothin' but headshots, dog how her chest look?
You right, I'm trippin'
Jesus Juice sippin'
Try to shout out on my Twiggas
Twistin' fingers, Twitpicin'
We niggas on a mission Kissy face fishin'
Surfin' through the web for the heads in Michigan
So if you down
Call your girls and her besties
Oh, bring the webcam
Count down drink some Pepsi's
O-M-G, it's Rucka Rucka Ali
Back on the track, Tickle Man, Dali
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
[Tickle Man:]
I keep the hoes on they toes like a cold floor
And put the "D" on they lip like a cold sore
Hold up, hold your uhh
Applause for my balls 'cause I'm f*ckin' hoes with gauze and applesauce
Oh, you loggin' on?
MySpace check
Where the breasts, where the sex, where the AIDS test?
Love brain, yes
I got a case of the Einsteins
My skeet be makin' her eye blind
Yeah, I f*cked her bush nine times
If your girl was faithful, she f*ckin' with my rhymes
I busted fatty to f*ck up her whole mind
Then I'm back with the shots to f*ck up her whole spine
Tick, DL and Rucka we on time
Plus we got these hoes suckin' our f*ckas for old times
And next time you see our names on MySpace,
Bitch don't smile at a nigga
Blow a kissy face
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
[Rucka Rucka Ali:] "Whassup Dali Llama? "
[Dali Llama:] "Man these cats ain't gettin' these girls wet enough."
[Rucka Rucka Ali:] "I know man, these girls drying up here in all these songs these days."
[Dali Llama:] "So what we gone do? "
[Rucka Rucka Ali:] "I don't know man, let's ask Tickle Man. Where he at? "
[Tickle Man:] "I'm in the booth with you"
[Rucka Rucka Ali:] "Oh Tickle Man, there you is. What we about to do? "
[Tickle Man:] "Uhhh, I dunno let's see what the hood says."
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
[Rucka Rucka Ali:]
Bitches love to make the little kissy, fishy, wishy,
Call me I'm so ugly in the mug that I must make a fishy face
Will she let me stick it in her butt?
If she holdin' up a phone by the mirror then she'll probably say that it's okay
Let me get your mathmatics, Girl
I'm a have to have it, Girl
Gonna text you and sex you, and that's about it, Girl
Perfect match, yeah we could put my dick in your err (ear)
I got some burr (beer)
In the curr (car)
That's right bitch I'm 21
So I signed in to my G-mail
Checked my e-mail
Probably somethin' from a female
Could it be?
She look about thirteen
Tryna send me to jail?
Please bring some ID and at least three friends
Rucka Rucka Ali
Get at me on MySpace
We can get all wasted
On FaceBook
And my place
Twitter me, Twitter
Now she's playin' with my little "D"
My penis is so little that she wanna get rid of me
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
[Dali Llama:]
Shawty just text me
Kissy face, sexy
On my camera phone
Send her pictures of my testes
'Cause you know I ball out
Sometimes with my balls out
I call her Mr. Bucket
How she spits them damn balls out
But she a hoe, she a bitch, she a freak
She got a different pic every day of the week
And I just might add her on FBook
And she ain't gotta nothin' but headshots, dog how her chest look?
You right, I'm trippin'
Jesus Juice sippin'
Try to shout out on my Twiggas
Twistin' fingers, Twitpicin'
We niggas on a mission Kissy face fishin'
Surfin' through the web for the heads in Michigan
So if you down
Call your girls and her besties
Oh, bring the webcam
Count down drink some Pepsi's
O-M-G, it's Rucka Rucka Ali
Back on the track, Tickle Man, Dali
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
[Tickle Man:]
I keep the hoes on they toes like a cold floor
And put the "D" on they lip like a cold sore
Hold up, hold your uhh
Applause for my balls 'cause I'm f*ckin' hoes with gauze and applesauce
Oh, you loggin' on?
MySpace check
Where the breasts, where the sex, where the AIDS test?
Love brain, yes
I got a case of the Einsteins
My skeet be makin' her eye blind
Yeah, I f*cked her bush nine times
If your girl was faithful, she f*ckin' with my rhymes
I busted fatty to f*ck up her whole mind
Then I'm back with the shots to f*ck up her whole spine
Tick, DL and Rucka we on time
Plus we got these hoes suckin' our f*ckas for old times
And next time you see our names on MySpace,
Bitch don't smile at a nigga
Blow a kissy face
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
Send that bitch a kissy face
Bitches love a kissy face
Send that bitch a smiley face
Bitches love a smiley face
K-I-S-S-Y F-A-C-E 'Til I die
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