Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Friendz

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 just your hands in the air)
be friends
(Wessyde in this motherfucker here, Wessyde)

you and post a minute, arm on my double R tinted
As you bye wink in my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps (Whassup?) Come get with me and perhaps lady
You can help me multiply my baby
Currency seems small I companionship (hey)
Through with that, scandalous shit, I bet man ain't shit
So why you hesitatin actin like yo' shit stink
out my, diamonds bitch everyone gonna blink (bling bling bling)
This be a thug thang, Outlaw nigga riches
Cream dreamin motherfucker, on a mash for
Check my resume, sippin on and Alize
Smokin on big weed, keyed the way
Don't like but I'll buy you a fifth
I can't no sneaker wearin nappy head bitch
Let my pedigree, me, they're so cheap
bitch-made bustas to sleep with no grief
Mash on my so-called comp, who the
While I'm tuggin on yo' main 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 niggaz at? on)
You gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (all my niggaz, my hoes at?)
Why you trickin on them other
Let's be (where the bitches at, where the niggaz with money?)
(Where you at baby?)
You gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (cash hoes)
Why you on them other hoes?
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 for you hardcorestarin and watchin
Me and you one on one (see that bitch) countless options
Was it prophecy? Clear as day, on top of me
Erotic, psychotic, we posess
Far from a crush I wanna bust your guts and
Everything you from my head to my nuts
You got me sweatin like a fat girl goin for
Just a nigga fuckin like she stole my mind
Back in time I how she used to be
I guess and fame made you used to me
What's up in Fine tricks in drag
Fuck Dre, tell bitch he can kiss my ass
Back to you, my ass caramel queen
Got my on your thighs now
Let me in between as

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

Can you me in player mode, rush the tricks
I got em ready for a call, I fucked your bitch (Ha hah!)
Was it me or the fame? My dick or the
Bet I WESSYDE when I came (wessyde, ha ha ha)
Scream my name, cause baby delicious got a weak 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 you get on top, baby let me ride! (let me ride!)
Who wanna me? Am I top notch?
Fuck player hatin niggaz cause they 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?
a livin out of cuss words, liquor, and weed
A bad turned good - in this world of G's
got me fantasizin, seein you naked
It's the fuck song, so my record
And be friends
(Where my at? Show me where my niggaz at?
Where my bitches at) Thug

Let's be friends (where my niggaz at, my bitches at?)
(Throw yo' in the air!)
Friends, (my ghetto love song, it on and on and on and on)
be friends (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)

Where my people at? Show me where my at
Where my people at? me where my people at
All my now, just my niggaz come
Where my niggaz at? Just my now
Be friends, tell me my niggaz at
Be friends, me where my bitches at
Be friends, tell me my people at
Be friends, tell me my bitches at
money, take money, be friends

Let's be (get your cash on, let's, get dough)
You gotta be my man at all, long as you just bring me your
Friends, (c'mon, get your on)
Why you on them other hoes?
Let's be friends (c'mon, get your on, let's, get paid)
You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you just me your
Friends, (c'mon, cash on)
Why you trickin on other hoes?
Let's be

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