Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Friendz

My ghetto song, hahaha, let's be friends
(Where my niggaz at? Where my where my bitches?
Where my niggaz at? Where my at?
your hands in the air
Everybody just throw hands in the air)
be friends
(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, scented
What's the haps (Whassup?) Come get with me and perhaps lady
You can help me my stacks baby
Currency seems small I need (hey)
Through that, scandalous shit, I bet your man ain't shit
So why you hesitatin actin yo' shit don't stink
out my, diamonds bitch everyone gonna blink (bling bling bling)
This be a thug thang, Outlaw nigga riches
Cream dreamin motherfucker, on a for bitches
Check my resume, sippin on and Alize
Smokin on big weed, the Cali way
Don't trickin but I'll buy you a fifth
I can't no sneaker wearin nappy head bitch
Let my pedigree, me, they're so cheap
Puttin bitch-made bustas to sleep with no
Mash on my so-called comp, who the
While I'm tuggin on yo' main head (C'mere baby, Wessyde!)
Understand this, ain't no nigga like me, fuck
He and I smoke daily (come on y'all) baby let's be friends

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

I met you and I in passion
slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to my dick in my pants
Every time you pass got me checkin for you and watchin
Me and you one on one (see that bitch) countless options
Was it Clear as day, visions on top of me
Erotic, psychotic, we bubonics
Far from a I wanna bust your guts and touch
Everything inside you from my to my nuts
You got me sweatin like a fat goin for mine
Just a skinny fuckin like she stole my mind
Back in time I how she used to be
I guess money and made you used to me
What's up in 9-6? Fine in drag
Fuck Dre, that bitch he can kiss my ass
to you, my pretty ass caramel queen
Got my on your thighs now
Let me in as friends

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

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

Let's be friends (where my at, where my bitches at?)
(Throw yo' in the air!)
Friends, (my ghetto song, it goes 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 at? Let's be)

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

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

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