My ghetto love song, hahaha, be friends (Where my niggaz at? my niggaz where my bitches? Where my niggaz at? Where my at? Throw hands in the air just throw your hands in the air) Let's be (Wessyde in this 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 small I companionship (hey) Through with that, scandalous shit, I bet your man shit So why you hesitatin actin yo' shit don't stink Check out my, diamonds bitch everyone gonna blink (bling bling) be a thug thang, Outlaw nigga with riches Cream dreamin motherfucker, on a for bitches my resume, sippin on Cristal and Alize Smokin on big weed, keyed the way Don't like but I'll buy you a fifth I can't stand no sneaker nappy head bitch Let my pedigree, rebreed me, they're so Puttin bitch-made to sleep with no grief Mash on my comp, who the man? While I'm tuggin on yo' main bitch (C'mere baby, Wessyde!) Understand this, ain't no nigga like me, Jay-Z He broke and I smoke (come on y'all) baby let's be friends
Let's be (where my niggaz at? come on) You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you just me your Friends, (all my niggaz, my hoes 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 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 in passion Though slightly by that ass It was to keep my dick in my pants Every time you pass got me checkin for you hardcorestarin and Me and you one on one (see that bitch) picture countless Was it prophecy? as day, visions on top of me Erotic, psychotic, we bubonics Far from a crush I wanna bust your and touch Everything you from my head to my nuts You got me sweatin like a fat girl for mine Just a skinny fuckin like she stole my mind Back in I recall how she used to be I guess money and fame made you to me up in 9-6? Fine tricks in drag Fuck Dre, that bitch he can kiss my ass Back to you, my pretty ass caramel Got my hands on your now Let me in as friends
Let's be (wessyde, motherfucker 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 them other Let's be friends (wessyde in this right here) You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me Friends, (in this right here) Why you on them other hoes? Let's be
Can you me in player mode, rush the tricks I got em ready for a booty call, I your bitch (Ha hah!) Was it me or the fame? My 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, similar to 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 inside I love it when you get on top, let me ride! (let me ride!) Who wanna stop me? Am I top Fuck player hatin niggaz 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 seed good - in this world of G's Baby got me fantasizin, you naked It's the fuck song, so my record And let's be (Where my niggaz at? me where 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 love song, it on and on and on and on) Let's be friends (where my niggaz at, my bitches at?) (Where my at?) Friends, (where my niggaz at, my bitches at?) (Where my people at? be)
Where my 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 niggaz at? Just my now Be friends, tell me where my at Be friends, tell me my bitches at Be friends, tell me my people at Be friends, me where my bitches at Make money, money, be friends
Let's be (get your cash 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 other hoes? be friends (c'mon, get your cash on, let's, get paid) You ain't be my man at all, long as you just bring me your Friends, (c'mon, getcha on) Why you trickin on other hoes? be friends
Make money, take Make money, money Make money, money money, take money Make money, money