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UglyFace - Geisha House

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Watching Street Fighter
Now I wanna Kawasaki
Japanese soba sipping saki
She came willingly

I caught a body quick homi
Left a Jane Doe in the lobby
Aaaah
UGF gang more lights on the stage

Flood us wit diamond like Dallas Page
Love me callous they just blame it on fame
When you paid get away with the murder
Kitchen never vacant always servin up

Freestyle long enough
It’s time to get paid
Hope to catch my wave
They holla surfs up

Things more serene after reading five rings
Master your emotions
Always potent facing enemies
Handle ten a piece

Just wit turn the other cheek
It’s like I’m cool James ladies lovin me
Truest speak gettin paid doin me
Easy money

Ichi, Ni, San, Shi
Five, six, seven, eight
Watch me drifting it from a Manji
To a figure eight

Maharishi tee shirt
Throw sashimi on the dinner plate
UglyFace up in the house
Now make ass shake

Ichi, Ni, San, Shi
Five, six, seven, eight
Watch me drifting it from a Manji
To a figure eight

Maharishi tee shirt
Throw sashimi on the dinner plate
UglyFace up in the house
Now make ass shake

Hey, hey
Make that ass shake
UglyFace up in the house
Now make that ass shake

Hey, hey
Make that ass shake
UglyFace up in the house
Now make that ass shake

Got a Brown Japanese
Shorty look like Teriyaki
Take her to the crib
Fold her up like origami

Brought the rod in the place
She know I’m rich but I ain’t Roddy
Yokozuna size pockets
Yokohama on the tires

Google translator
Sending messages in kanji
Plus 81 moshi moshi when she call me
I can crush 80 tons

Weight of the words
HeiHachi
Pushes to the sternum
Raise your tea glasses in honor

Got a mind sharper than hanzo
Katanas in a sheath
Jingasas on the head
White fazos on the feet

Geisha’s in the bed
Not a fan of black teeth
But no complaints
When that ass do calisthenics on the beat

The kid from over East
Make it out to further East
Skyline swinging
Spilling Saki on my seats

If my life pinging
I’ll send the loc in Tokyo
Toking locing on the low
It’s UGF the UFO

Ichi, Ni, San, Shi
Five, six, seven, eight
Watch me drifting it from a Manji
To a figure eight

Maharishi tee shirt
Throw sashimi on the dinner plate
UglyFace up in the house
Now make ass shake

Ichi, Ni, San, Shi
Five, six, seven, eight
Watch me drifting it from a Manji
To a figure eight

Maharishi tee shirt
Throw sashimi on the dinner plate
UglyFace up in the house
Now make ass shake

Hey, hey
Make that ass shake
UglyFace up in the house
Now make that ass shake

Hey, hey
Make that ass shake
UglyFace up in the house
Now make that ass shake

I’m sick vicious wit it
Yeah you heard about it
Back of your mind
I know you worry bout it

Fit a design
You see we run the rate up
Grab you some pine
You know the wait is over

Run the Temple
It’s a marathon remember that
I Hurdle pothole speed bump
My jump anime

I roam with the Jones
I’m a player don’t simulate
If I’m aware it replenish
Patronize this business

If we running it up
Shout to all my one percenters
Gone and own what you love
When I lean shoulder drippin

You can call me sho nuff
What’s my name we can kick it
If you bring up the budget
Give a gem with the Nuggets

You ballin over nothin
Kiss the ring mothafucka
You bowing by the summer
It’s a thing to spite face

You wanna become us
What I mean
Samurai you with my kin
Hit a button

Ichi, Ni, San, Shi
Five, six, seven, eight
Watch me drifting it from a Manji
To a figure eight

Maharishi tee shirt
Throw sashimi on the dinner plate
UglyFace up in the house
Now make ass shake

Ichi, Ni, San, Shi
Five, six, seven, eight
Watch me drifting it from a Manji
To a figure eight

Maharishi tee shirt
Throw sashimi on the dinner plate
UglyFace up in the house
Now make ass shake

Hey, hey
Make that ass shake
UglyFace up in the house
Now make that ass shake

Hey, hey
Make that ass shake
UglyFace up in the house
Now make that ass shake

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Got the whole thing out and it ain’t for sale What the old thing like but that ain’t the same I control my light and it ain’t for sale Fly a boat, sink a flight bet they ain’t gon

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I been chasing my tale I been chasing my tale You got me chasing my tale I been chasing my tale You got me chasing my tale I been chasing my tale You got me

UglyFace - Pressure
I went from asking you out To diggin you out, too you feel so soft on She told me dress up, she’s a steppa yessuh She the candy yam marshmallow yessuh Perfume sittin

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Mr.Big Shot, Mr.Big Shot Catch me riding with my big strap Get your wig snap See the target and hit that I don’t miss that Ain’t no talking ain’t no chit chat

UglyFace - Sunset
Adventure time on the highway baby You need me and i need mine My comma We put that shit in overdrive You let the top drop down Windows up there But on the

UglyFace - Who TF
Dior kicks Burberry belt Gold on my teeth You already know Who the fuck he think he is? Who? Who the fuck he think he is? Who? Who the

UglyFace

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.