UglyFace - Promo

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After the seventh bottle we sever ties
Seventeen thousand watching while you do it live
You be whilin, so do i
I don’t know the rules i make em all mine

So lovely how the money rain down on you
Ain’t it funny how the honey keep a tip jar full?
You do everything my ex girlfriend don’t do
But it ain’t about you

Pull up in all white vans same color all my fans
I really rock bands hoes call me led zeppelin
But i don’t really wear tight pants
Enough of that jazz

Bought a three flat in the south of the land
Cool as mike gam face in the mags
I ain’t talking bout covad
My lifestyle get sad just pulling your leg

Internet hit like curry she telling all her friends
And i'm all for it
I just keep on scoring
Ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten check the scoreboard

Ex calling and i hit forward
I got business more important
I’m down south houston and georgia
I’m tied up and i ain’t cooperate

Made a fortune off my sorrows
Felt like i just hit the lotto
Took her shopping in san pablo
Then went right back to chicago

Show popping at the college
Slide in dm’s sent out follows
Designer belt look like a tital
Pockets buff but i ain’t shia

Pants on fire, hands on fire
Rap like i just ate two cayennes
I’m that new king of the jungle
Rap like i just killed to lions

Got this shit down to a science
I can’t lose i’m too defiant
She fuck me like i’m her client
Unzip me girl while i’m driving

She gon suck me for promo
Ride that dick full throttle that’s pro bono
I get way too caught up
I just bought a pair of new condom for that ass

Big ole bag of dollars
My whole family solid bring more bottles
I ain’t got no problems
I just bought a brand new condo all with cash

She gon suck me for promo
Ride that dick full throttle that’s pro bono
I get way too caught up
I just bought a pair of new condom for that ass

Big ole bag of dollars
My whole family solid bring more bottles
I ain’t got no problems
I just bought a brand new condo all with cash

After the seventh bottle we sever ties
Seventeen thousand watching while you do it live
You be whilin, so do i
I don’t know the rules, i make em all mine

So lovely how the money rain down on you
Ain’t it funny how the honey keep a tip jar full?
You do everything my ex girlfriend don’t do
But it ain’t about you

Came up elevator hella hater
Almost got popped like pac in vegas
Don’t fret danger just make her wet explain her
I don’t understand fuck me for all her fans

Suck me for my all bands
No chance when i’m killing like cam
Doin my dance running man
All in my livin’ room it was cool til a million 2

Now my mood not feeling you
I know you feel misused
Excuse to talk won’t do miss
I won’t miss you

You my number two i can’t run with you
Gotta wife and the girl on the side
Wit a grip like mine she cool let this shit slide
Dry eyes lets just ride

Got a pre roll smoke let’s get high
To the sunset on the west side
No test of mine i just testified
Can catch all night then take flight

When it’s out no stage fright
Said love my type stretch windpipe
Wasn’t for me would’ve been dyke
You owe me a ring no thing

Put one around her whole eye
Obligation don’t hold i goals over hoes
Money cash dough see i what i mean
See how i be pimpin’ like c

On b l a d’s
Onto new lady you going too crazy
Chances slimmer than 88 shady
Hate me begging don’t phase me

Bored can’t talk it no more
Guess you just hitting the door
 
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UglyFace The collective has created music together for years in California from Oakland to Stockton. Kevin Farpella and Aaron Temple were introduced by Andre Mosley. They would later be dubbed UglyFace, by Aric Jones a Bay Area kid with Chicago roots, after some hard hitting sessions. The group would temporarily disband to sharpen their individual swords. Singer Andre Mosley at Patchwerk Studios in Atlanta, Georgia, Aaron Temple in Brooklyn, New York and Aric Jones in Los Angeles with only Kevin Farpella remaining in Tracy, CA. With a strengthened brotherhood they’ve decided to finish what they started, writing and producing their own music.