Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Friendz

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

Approach you and post a minute, arm on my R tinted
As you bye wink in my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps baby? (Whassup?) Come get with me and perhaps
You can me multiply my stacks baby
seems small I need companionship (hey)
Through with that, shit, I bet your man ain't shit
So why you hesitatin like yo' shit don't stink
Check out my, diamonds bitch gonna blink (bling bling bling)
This be a thug thang, Outlaw with riches
Cream dreamin motherfucker, on a mash for
Check my resume, on Cristal and Alize
on big weed, keyed the Cali way
Don't like trickin but buy you a fifth
I stand no sneaker wearin nappy head bitch
Let my pedigree, rebreed me, they're so
Puttin bitch-made bustas to sleep with no
Mash on my so-called comp, who the
While I'm tuggin on yo' main bitch (C'mere baby, Wessyde!)
this, ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I smoke daily (come on y'all) baby be friends

be friends (where my niggaz 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 hoes?
be friends (where the bitches at, where the niggaz with money?)
(Where you at baby?)
You ain't gotta be my man at all, as you just bring me your
Friends, (cash hoes)
Why you trickin on other hoes?
be friends

I met you and I stuttered in
Though blinded 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 from a crush I wanna bust guts and touch
Everything inside you from my to my nuts
You got me sweatin like a fat goin for mine
Just a skinny nigga fuckin like she stole my
Back in time I how she used to be
I guess money and fame you used to me
What's up in 9-6? tricks in drag
Dre, tell that bitch he can kiss my ass
Back to you, my pretty ass caramel
Got my hands on thighs 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 bring me
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 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 got a weak spot
For bitches up and down, similar to switches
My movement, baby let your get into it
Make it fluid, in and out, all around 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 wanna stop me? Am I top
Fuck player hatin niggaz cause they block (cock block)
You probably hate to see a real thug with vision, the game?
Rather see a up in prison, why you change?
a livin out of cuss words, liquor, and weed
A bad turned good - in this world of G's
Baby got me fantasizin, seein you
It's the fuck song, so check my
And be friends
(Where my at? Show 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 ghetto love song, it on and on and on and on)
Let's be friends (where my at, where my bitches at?)
(Where my at?)
Friends, (where my niggaz at, my bitches at?)
(Where my at? Let's be)

Where my people at? Show me where my at
my people at? Show me where my people at
All my niggaz now, just my come
Where my at? Just my niggaz now
Be friends, tell me where my at
Be friends, tell me where my at
Be friends, me where my people 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 be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (c'mon, get cash on)
Why you trickin on them other
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 bring me your
Friends, (c'mon, cash on)
Why you on them other hoes?
be friends

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