Exfoliate & Faint Lyrics - Nessly

[Chorus] 

I just got off tour and copped a condo 

Let me give you a tour 

I just got off tour, and I want some 

Let me exfoliate your pores 

[Verse 1] 

I just got off tour and now I'm balling like I'm Rondo 

Counting up real early in the morning like Alonzo 

Flood this shit like Elliot, I'll still give you a light show 

My pocket FN tight but my hips don't need a night glow 

I ain't even Curry, I got green thumbs 

Like Ayesha Curry, my bitch ballin' (swish) 

I brought my gang, look like security in the mall with me 

Bust down a forty, one millimeter, it costs a small fifty 

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[Chorus] 

I just got off tour and copped a condo 

Let me give you a tour 

I just got off tour, and I want some 

Let me exfoliate your pores 

[Verse 2] 

I'm from the mud, I'm from the sediment 

I'm finna make her change her skin regiment 

I'm 'bout to whip it like it's eggs benedict 

Put you on CNN with the F&N 

Broke bitch throw it back for a Mac gift card 

Know your nigga get mad, Ferrari in your front yard 

Ooh this not for TV, this not NBC 

When she drop that ass on me, now she dancing with the stars 

I ain't talking 'bout no freestyle, but I give her bars 

Break her off like a Kit-Kat, she wan' fuck me on Mars 

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[Chorus] 

I just got off tour and copped a condo 

Let me give you a tour 

I just got off tour, and I want some 

Let me exfoliate your pores, yeah 

[Chorus] 

Drank so many Sprites that I fainted 

Dose off to the inflight entertainment 

Right wrist fifty, left one is an eighty 

All these pointers in my wrist cost a Mercedes 

Hold that talking if you thought you was gon' play me 

Come with that bag or we gon' send you down to Grady 

But we're the same if you late, or you flake 

I lost my accent 'cause I'm always out of state, yeah, ayy 

[Verse] 

Wake up every morning thinking how much money can I make 

Ordered ten plates, waiter thought I was on a date 

These bitches Australian or something, all they want to do is mate 

All these bitches wanna date me, tell 'em all they gotta wait 

Yeah, shawty fine like wine, bust her down like a grape 

Whippin' up them babies, ship 'em off inside a crate 

Play her like a ukulele, my bitch fresh like a laylee 

I'm the football Brady, Gucci on her like a cape 

Yeah, and my life like gravy, 'cause there's so much at stake 

Niggas stole my swag, had to tell 'em it was late 

It just turned 2018, I did that 2008 

Heard some good things about her, blow me up 'til I inflate 

[Chorus] 

Drank so many Sprites that I fainted 

Dose off to the inflight entertainment 

Right wrist fifty, left one is an eighty 

All these pointers in my wrist cost a Mercedes 

Hold that talking if you thought you was gon' play me 

Come with that bag or we gon' send you down to Grady 

But we're the same if you late, or you flake 

I lost my accent 'cause I'm always out of state, yeah, ayy