Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Friendz

My ghetto love song, hahaha, let's be
(Where my niggaz at? Where my niggaz where my
Where my at? Where my bitches at?
your hands in the air
Everybody just your hands in the air)
Let's be
(Wessyde in motherfucker right here, Wessyde)

Approach you and a minute, arm on my double R tinted
As you pass bye wink in my eye, freshly
What's the haps baby? (Whassup?) Come get me and perhaps lady
You can help me multiply my stacks
Currency seems I need companionship (hey)
Through with that, scandalous shit, I bet your man ain't
So why you hesitatin actin yo' shit don't stink
out my, diamonds bitch everyone gonna blink (bling bling bling)
This be a thang, Outlaw nigga with riches
dreamin motherfucker, on a mash for bitches
Check my resume, on Cristal and Alize
Smokin on big weed, the Cali way
like trickin but I'll buy you a fifth
I can't stand no wearin nappy head bitch
Let my pedigree, rebreed me, they're so
Puttin bitch-made bustas to sleep no grief
Mash on my comp, who the man?
I'm tuggin on yo' main bitch head (C'mere baby, Wessyde!)
Understand this, ain't no like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I smoke daily (come on y'all) baby let's be

Let's be friends (where my at? come on)
You ain't be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (all my niggaz, my hoes at?)
Why you on them other hoes?
be friends (where the bitches at, where the niggaz with money?)
(Where you at baby?)
You ain't be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (cash hoes)
Why you trickin on them other
Let's be

I met you and I stuttered in
Though slightly by that ass
It was hard to keep my in my pants
Every time you pass got me checkin for you and watchin
Me and you one on one (see that bitch) picture countless
Was it prophecy? Clear as day, on top of me
Erotic, psychotic, we bubonics
Far from a crush I wanna your guts and touch
Everything inside you from my head to my
You got me sweatin like a fat girl for mine
Just a skinny nigga fuckin like she stole my
Back in time I how she used to be
I guess money and fame you used to me
up in 9-6? Fine tricks in drag
Fuck Dre, tell bitch he can kiss my ass
Back to you, my pretty ass queen
Got my on your thighs now
Let me in as friends

Let's be friends (wessyde, right here)
You ain't be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (wessyde in motherfucker)
Why you trickin on them other
Let's be friends (wessyde in this right here)
You ain't gotta be my man at all, as you just bring me your
Friends, (in this right here)
Why you trickin on them other
Let's be

Can you me in player mode, rush the tricks
I got em ready for a call, I fucked your bitch (Ha hah!)
Was it me or the fame? My dick or the
Bet I WESSYDE when I came (wessyde, ha ha ha)
Scream my name, cause baby it's delicious got a weak
For pretty bitches up and down, similar to
My movement, baby let your get into it
it fluid, in and out, all around when a nigga do it
You got me high! Let me inside
I love it when you get on top, let me ride! (let me ride!)
Who stop me? Am I top notch?
Fuck player hatin niggaz cause they cock (cock block)
You probably to see a real thug with vision, what's the game?
see a nigga up in prison, why you change?
Made a livin out of words, liquor, and weed
A bad seed turned - in this world of G's
got me fantasizin, seein you naked
It's the fuck song, so check my
And let's be
(Where my niggaz at? me where my niggaz at?
Where my at) Thug style

Let's be friends (where my niggaz at, my bitches at?)
(Throw yo' in the air!)
Friends, (my ghetto love song, it on and on and on and on)
be friends (where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(Where my at?)
Friends, (where my at, where my bitches at?)
(Where my people at? be)

my people at? Show me where my people at
Where my people at? Show me where my at
All my now, just my niggaz come
Where my at? Just my niggaz now
Be friends, tell me my niggaz at
Be friends, me where my bitches at
Be friends, me where my people at
Be friends, me where my bitches at
money, take money, be friends

Let's be friends (get cash on, let's, get dough)
You ain't be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (c'mon, get your on)
Why you trickin on other hoes?
be friends (c'mon, get your cash on, let's, get paid)
You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you bring me your
Friends, (c'mon, getcha on)
Why you trickin on other hoes?
be friends

Make money, take
money, take money
Make money, money
Make money, money
Make money, money