Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Friendz

My ghetto love song, hahaha, be friends
(Where my niggaz at? Where my where my bitches?
Where my 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 double R
As you pass bye wink in my eye, freshly
What's the haps baby? (Whassup?) get with me and perhaps lady
You can help me my stacks 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
Check out my, diamonds bitch everyone gonna (bling bling bling)
This be a thang, Outlaw nigga with riches
dreamin motherfucker, on a mash for bitches
Check my resume, sippin on and Alize
Smokin on big weed, the Cali way
Don't like trickin but buy you a fifth
I can't no sneaker wearin nappy head bitch
Let my pedigree, me, they're so cheap
Puttin bitch-made to sleep with no grief
Mash on my so-called comp, who the
I'm tuggin on yo' main bitch head (C'mere baby, Wessyde!)
Understand this, ain't no like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I daily (come on y'all) baby let's be friends

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

I met you and I stuttered in
Though slightly blinded by ass
It was hard to my dick in my pants
Every time you pass got me checkin for you and watchin
Me and you one on one (see bitch) picture countless options
Was it prophecy? Clear as day, on top of me
Erotic, psychotic, we posess
Far from a crush I wanna bust your and touch
Everything inside you from my to my nuts
You got me sweatin like a fat goin for mine
Just a nigga fuckin like she stole my mind
in time I recall how she used to be
I guess and fame made you used to me
What's up in 9-6? tricks in drag
Fuck Dre, tell that he can kiss my ass
Back to you, my ass caramel queen
Got my on your thighs now
Let me in between as

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

Can you imagine me in player mode, rush the
I got em for a booty call, I fucked your bitch (Ha hah!)
Was it me or the fame? My dick or the
Bet I scream WESSYDE when I (wessyde, ha ha ha)
Scream my name, cause baby delicious got a weak spot
For bitches up and down, similar to switches
My movement, baby let your get into it
it fluid, in and out, all around when a nigga do it
You got me high! Let me come
I it when you get on top, baby 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 real thug with vision, what's the
Rather see a nigga up in prison, why you
Made a out of cuss words, liquor, and weed
A bad seed turned good - in world of G's
Baby got me fantasizin, you naked
It's the song, so check my record
And let's be
(Where my niggaz at? Show me where my at?
Where my bitches at) Thug

be friends (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)
be friends (where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(Where my at?)
Friends, (where my at, where my bitches at?)
(Where my people at? be)

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

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

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