Lyrics Trina – On His Face

Sat on his face
(Yea)
Said he wanna taste
(Taste)

Sat on his face
(Yea)
Said he wanna taste
(Taste)
Told em give me head in the back of the wraith
(Skrt skrt)
Told him, slow down no it’s not a race
(Skrt skrt)
I got one hand on his head blunt to my face

I’m a real greasey Bitch
(Bitch)
Don’t take me to mama
(No)
I just want the head
(Yea)
You can keep the drama
I’m like fuck a wedding band let’s fuck up some commas
(Commas)
Run a check up at Nobu I don’t wanna Fuck with Beni hanna
I’m not regular I’m not basic I can’t relate
(Relate)

Real greasy Bitch
(Bitch)
Don’t take me to mama
(No)
I just want the head
(Yea)
You can keep the drama

Sat on his face
(Yea)
Said he wanna taste
(Taste)
Told em give me head in the back of the wraith
(Skrt skrt)
Told him, slow down no it’s not a race
(Skrt skrt)
One hand on his head blunt to my face

Sat on his face
(Yea)
Said he wanna taste
(Taste)
Told em give me head in the back of the wraith
(Skrt skrt)
Told him, slow down no it’s not a race
(Skrt skrt)
One hand on his head blunt to my face

Lightskin Keisha
Got good pussy on the menu
Ad lib (Delicious)
Keep a nigga buzzing like an extendo
Make him tap out, can’t continue
(Whoo)
Head fire no games no Nintendo
(Nah)
Wet like a saint, he want a drank
Gave him a taste
(Whoh)
The wet got him sprung
Speaking in tongues
Running through that bank roll
Hit it from the back in the Maybach
(Yea)
Got to use a rubber
I don’t play that
I’m put this pussy where his face at
Got him like damn where your waist at
Throw it back like hold up, hold up
Usain got him running
Turn a Boss nigga to a dummy
Got a nigga saying he love me
Nigga I don’t love
The only thing I love is some money

I Ain’t catching feelings
Only Catching Nuts
Give your nigga back
Right When I’m done
(You can have him)
Just give me head and flex
Money makes me cum
Don’t want no strings attached
I just want that tongue