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

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

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

I met you and I stuttered in
Though slightly blinded by ass
It was hard to keep my in my pants
time you pass got me checkin for you hardcorestarin and watchin
Me and you one on one (see that bitch) picture 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 a fat girl goin for mine
Just a skinny nigga like she stole my mind
in time I recall how she used to be
I guess money and fame you used to me
What's up in Fine tricks in drag
Fuck Dre, tell that bitch he can my ass
Back to you, my pretty ass caramel
Got my on your thighs now
Let me in as friends

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

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 fame? My or the game?
Bet I scream when I came (wessyde, ha ha ha)
Scream my name, cause baby it's delicious got a weak
For pretty bitches up and down, to switches
My movement, let your back get into it
Make it fluid, in and out, all around a nigga do it
You got me high! Let me come
I love it when you get on top, let me ride! (let me ride!)
Who wanna stop me? Am I top
Fuck player niggaz cause they cock block (cock block)
You probably hate to see a thug with vision, what's the game?
see a nigga up in prison, why you change?
Made a out of cuss words, liquor, and weed
A bad turned good - in this world of G's
got me fantasizin, seein you naked
It's the song, so check my record
And be friends
(Where my niggaz at? me where my niggaz at?
Where my at) Thug style

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

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

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

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