Juliann Alexander

Juliann Alexander - I Can't Feel My Face lyrics

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Always in the club, busting it open with the friends club

[Hook]

Always in the club, busting it open with the friends club

And 3 am she in my crib, like I’m her man

But I ain’t, yeah

She smoking thank I got that killer on cd

Feel like she in space,

She like damn, I can’t feel my face

She like damn, I can’t feel my face

She like damn, I can’t feel my face

She like damn, I can’t feel my face

It’s the weekday, but it feels like it’s the weekend

I am a little kid like in a swimming pool,

Nigga bout to go, deep in

I be on some other shit, but she already know

Yeah them niggas thirst for her

But she ain’t fucking with em at all

Summer nights, warm weather,

Get cali girls got cali love

Say she wanna roll up before we fuck

Came for the face, you off that cali …

Together yeah but it feels we making love

When I fuss swear it feels we breaking up

Light one up and then we back at it

A nigga harder than mathematics

Yeah, I’m fucked up and I’m faded

Yeah, I’m fucked up and I’m faded

Blazing eyes, hair tide, feeling hela wavy

Like we on the shore

Face numb, she got cotton mouth

Push the start, she wanna hit the store

That 7 11, I’m bout to eat it like a spac

She want me to get it from the back

Girl that pussy bomb, everytime I hit it

And she go off, she going hard

She never go soft

[Hook]

Always in the club, busting it open with the friends club

And 3 am she in my crib, like I’m her man

But I ain’t, yeah

She smoking thank I got that killer on cd

Feel like she in space,

She like damn, I can’t feel my face

She like damn, I can’t feel my face

She like damn, I can’t feel my face

She like damn, I can’t feel my face

Hela loud, got her sittin on the cloud

In the club, you know all these fucking lames on it

But it feels like it’s just me and her in the crowd

That pussy mine, might as well write my name on it

My sex is how she cope,

Pussy warm but she cold like virg

She hela dope, just like that medic coke

Can’t feel her face, she trippin off the earth

Like the instagram app, she want me to tap

She got that crack like we slanging on the curbe

Wanna rune that like we dance school on the track

No clothes under that coat hoodie off, fox fur

Then she get me home, take me straight to the bead

I’m getting seduced, tryian get loose

She hit a nigga dumb, take it straight to the head

Just like some great goose, she couldn’t refuse

Have her singing in the room like she recording in the booth

Kill that pussy like fuck your truth

I be showing improvement,

She got that bomb pussy, I be lighting that fuse then

I got that shit that will numb your brain

I got that novocaine dick it will numb the pain

Your nigga ain’t same, I’m different hoe

But you already know

I’m different hoe, I’m different hoe, different hoe

I’m different hoe

She dancing on my bed, she make it pop when the base drop

She killer, type of bitch that make your heart stop

When she hits your block

[Hook]

Always in the club, busting it open with the friends club

And 3 am she in my crib, like I’m her man

But I ain’t, yeah

She smoking thank I got that killer on cd

Feel like she in space,

She like damn, I can’t feel my face

She like damn, I can’t feel my face

She like damn, I can’t feel my face

She like damn, I can’t feel my face.

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