My love 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 throw your hands in the air) Let's be (Wessyde in motherfucker right here, Wessyde)
you and post a minute, arm on my double R tinted As you pass bye in my eye, freshly scented What's the haps baby? (Whassup?) Come get with me and lady You can help me my stacks 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 gonna blink (bling bling bling) be a thug thang, Outlaw nigga with riches Cream motherfucker, on a mash for bitches Check my resume, sippin on Cristal and Smokin on big weed, keyed the way Don't like trickin but buy you a fifth I can't no sneaker wearin nappy head bitch Let my pedigree, rebreed me, so cheap Puttin bitch-made bustas to sleep with no on my so-called comp, who the man? While I'm tuggin on yo' main 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, where my at?) Why you trickin on them other Let's be friends (where the bitches at, the niggaz with money?) (Where you at baby?) You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me Friends, (cash hoes) Why you trickin on them hoes? Let's be
I met you and I stuttered in Though slightly by that ass It was hard to keep my dick in my Every time you pass got me checkin for you and watchin Me and you one on one (see that bitch) picture options Was it prophecy? as day, visions on top of me Erotic, psychotic, we bubonics Far a crush I wanna bust your guts and touch inside you from my head to my nuts You got me sweatin like a fat girl goin for Just a skinny nigga fuckin she stole my mind Back in time I how she used to be I guess money and fame made you to me up in 9-6? Fine tricks in drag Fuck Dre, tell that he can kiss my ass Back to you, my ass caramel queen Got my hands on thighs now Let me in between as
Let's be friends (wessyde, right here) You ain't gotta be my man at all, as you just bring me your Friends, (wessyde in motherfucker) Why you trickin on them hoes? Let's be friends (wessyde in this motherfucker here) You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you just me your Friends, (in this right here) Why you trickin on other hoes? Let's be
Can you imagine me in mode, rush the tricks I got em ready for a booty call, I fucked your (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 it's delicious got a weak spot For pretty bitches up and down, to switches My movement, baby let your back get it Make it fluid, in and out, all around when a do it You got me high! Let me come I it when you get on top, baby let me ride! (let me ride!) Who wanna me? Am I top notch? Fuck player hatin niggaz cause cock block (cock block) You probably hate to see a real thug vision, what's the game? see a nigga up in prison, why you change? Made a livin out of cuss words, liquor, and A bad seed turned good - in world of G's Baby got me fantasizin, you naked the fuck song, so check my record 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, where my at?) (Throw yo' in the air!) Friends, (my ghetto love song, it on and on and on and on) Let's be (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 at? Show me where my people at All my now, just my niggaz come my niggaz at? Just my niggaz now Be friends, tell me my niggaz at Be friends, tell me where my at Be friends, me where my people at Be friends, tell me where my at Make money, money, be friends
be friends (get your 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 cash on) Why you on them other hoes? Let's be friends (c'mon, get 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 on them other hoes? be friends
Make money, take money, take money Make money, money Make money, take Make money, money