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Text: Cazwell. All Over Your Face.

Passed out
In a shady
Hotel room
With a hooker
Faced down
In the restroom
The cockroaches
In hypnosis
Sippin' what's left
Of spilled mimosas
That hotel
Was so cheap
I should've brought
My own sheets
He wanted it
And I wanted to
What's left to do
I paid for the room

I'm greasy, grimey
Ttwo-timey
Butt-sniffing animal
And if I want it
I get it
I'll eat that ass
Like a cannibal
I don't care
If you think
I'm dirty
I am dirty
Learn me
I masturbated
Till my KY faded
Unh
I'm exhausticated

It's all over your face
Tell me how does it taste?
When the lights go off
And your head goes down
Don't let
A drop go to waste
Go to town now

It's all over your face
Tell me baby
How does it taste?
When the lights go off
And your head goes down
Don't let a drop
Go to waste

Is it all over my face?
I'm in love dancing
Is it all over my face?
You've caught me
Love dancing
Cazwell