Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Friendz

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