Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Friendz

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

Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double R
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 multiply my stacks
Currency seems I need companionship (hey)
Through with that, scandalous shit, I bet man ain't shit
So why you hesitatin actin like yo' shit don't
Check out my, diamonds everyone gonna blink (bling bling bling)
be a thug thang, Outlaw nigga with riches
Cream dreamin motherfucker, on a for bitches
Check my resume, sippin on Cristal and
on big weed, keyed 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, rebreed me, they're so
bitch-made bustas to sleep with no grief
Mash on my so-called comp, who the
While I'm tuggin on yo' bitch head (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 friends (where my at? come on)
You gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (all my niggaz, where my at?)
Why you trickin on other hoes?
Let's be friends (where the bitches at, where the niggaz 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 other hoes?
Let's be

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

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

Can you imagine me in player mode, the tricks
I got em ready for a booty call, I fucked your (Ha hah!)
Was it me or the My dick or the game?
Bet I scream when I came (wessyde, ha ha ha)
my name, cause baby it's delicious got a weak 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 inside
I love it when you get on top, let me ride! (let me ride!)
Who stop me? Am I top notch?
Fuck hatin niggaz cause they cock block (cock block)
You probably to see a real thug with vision, what's the game?
Rather see a up in prison, why you change?
Made a out of cuss words, liquor, and weed
A bad seed turned good - in this of G's
Baby got me fantasizin, seein you
the fuck song, so check my record
And let's be
(Where my niggaz at? Show me my niggaz at?
my bitches at) Thug 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)

my people at? Show me where my people at
Where my people at? Show me where my at
All my niggaz now, just my come
Where my niggaz at? my niggaz now
Be friends, tell me where my at
Be friends, tell me where my 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 cash on, let's, get dough)
You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you bring me your
Friends, (c'mon, get cash on)
Why you trickin on 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?
Let's be

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