Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Friendz

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

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

Let's be (where my niggaz 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 them hoes?
Let's be friends (where the at, where 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 hoes?
be friends

I met you and I stuttered in
Though blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my dick in my
time you pass got me checkin for you hardcorestarin 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 posess
Far from a I wanna bust your guts and touch
Everything inside you from my head to my
You got me sweatin like a fat girl goin for
Just a nigga fuckin like she stole my mind
Back in time I recall how she to be
I guess and fame made you used to me
What's up in 9-6? Fine tricks in
Fuck Dre, tell that bitch he can my ass
Back to you, my ass caramel queen
Got my hands on thighs now
Let me in between as

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

Can you imagine me in player mode, the tricks
I got em ready for a call, I fucked your bitch (Ha hah!)
Was it me or the fame? My or the game?
Bet I scream WESSYDE when I (wessyde, ha ha ha)
Scream my name, baby it's delicious got a weak spot
For pretty bitches up and down, to switches
My movement, let your back get into it
Make it fluid, in and out, all when a nigga do it
You got me high! Let me inside
I it when you get on top, baby let me ride! (let me ride!)
Who wanna me? Am I top notch?
Fuck hatin niggaz cause they cock block (cock block)
You probably hate to see a real thug with vision, the game?
Rather see a up in prison, why you change?
Made a livin out of words, liquor, and weed
A bad seed good - in this 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? me where my niggaz at?
Where my 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 (where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(Where my at?)
Friends, (where my niggaz at, where my at?)
(Where my people at? be)

Where my people at? Show me where my at
Where my people at? Show me 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, tell me where my at
Be friends, tell me where my at
money, take money, be friends

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

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