B-Real - f** Out My Face lyrics

[Hook (x6): A$AP Ferg] Get the f** out my mothaf**in' face [Verse 1: B-Real] Who's Dr. Greenthumb, anybody seen him Not another white b**h, time for a re-run Need some green sum, seen some homie Send you a ton but I keep some homie King of Queen, the kind you blaze Whole team on lean on Pisa sway I'm ghetto and the pump got a critter all splattered Have another hit but I want to hit the shatter Dabbing all night really got me faded Take a hit of my sh** feel upgraded Twist that sh** like your weave got braided Chilling in the palm trees feeling real shaded Pa** that sh** like a deadly virus She want to hit, that's Miley Cyrus Hit it so hard, my god, she likes this Change that chick's name to Miley Cypress [Verse 2: A$AP Ferg] A$AP Ferg, A$AP mobbin' b**hes on my ball sack wanna n***a martian And a Miss America, picking any target b**h give me long neck like an ostrich Aston Matthews in an Aston Marton, driving retarded Sipping on that Crissy cause a n***a really ballin' Headed to the telly with a bunch of Kelly Clarksons They love that I'm from Harlem, they love to see a broad And another broad and kiss and ma**age 'em Give them booty shots might Nicki Minaj 'em Dont let 'em get me hard then Tell they friend give me jaws like a shark fin You'll play Halle Berry in Monster Ball and I'll be Trap Lord Billy Bob Thornton [Verse 3: A$ton Matthews] Oh, sh**, who let these Hulk Hogan hoes in with nose and chest open That water hose got us sipping, that Molly maid got us dripping I get that A$AP, A$AP, take naps from the K clap, I'll bring it Where you lay at, gang colder than face off, you don't want to face that Got these hoes dripping out the four socks, 44's get the 4's off Four boats so the hoes drop, that rose gold keep it don't stop Haaan, molly party, molly party, them b**hes know It's a molly party, dodging cases cause I'm dropping bodies #1 Stunna, Camoflage Hummer, nose job had to paint white for the summer I'm a hit stick drummer, heavy weight Triple H Hall of Fame head hunter Minivan gram Van Dam hand in hand in the Trans-Am Choppas are test tap dance, Hammer time Ham dance, put that p**y on a hand stand [Hook (x4): A$ton Matthews] [Verse 4: Fredro Starr & (Sticky Fingaz)] Better get the f** out my face with all that Or get a broken beat down with a baseball bat Ferg said call a n***a A$AP back Oh, just looking for his baseball bat I'm a thug with a baseball cap Got a bad b**h slim waist from the back Ass ain't fat but her face all that Oh, she like to f** in my baseball cap (I'm a CB-GB, Crazy Baldhead Grimy ba*tard) (You a BG-GB: b**h that's Gonna Get Blasted) (So don't set trip cause I love to trip, my n***as trip, acid) (I don't give a f** if it's fake or real, those titties coulda been plastic) Official Nast' my gangs official Mad faced n***as with anger issues Hundred mad n***as got a gang of pistols, blaow Now how the f** can a stranger miss you (My whole set ganged up, play yourself get ya banged up) (Suicide you get hanged up, she done f** the crew she got ganged up) [Outro: Fredro Starr & (Sticky Fingaz)] Get the f** out my mothaf**in' face I'll pull the heat out my mothaf**in' waist (Get the f** out my mothaf**in' face) (I'll pull the strap out my mothaf**in' waist)