Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Friendz

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

Approach you and 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 me multiply my stacks baby
Currency seems I need companionship (hey)
Through with that, scandalous shit, I bet your man ain't
So why you actin like yo' shit don't stink
Check out my, diamonds bitch everyone gonna (bling bling bling)
This be a thug thang, Outlaw nigga 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 I'll buy you a
I can't no sneaker wearin nappy head bitch
Let my pedigree, rebreed me, so cheap
Puttin bitch-made to sleep with no grief
Mash on my so-called comp, who the
While I'm tuggin on yo' main bitch (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 (where my niggaz at? come 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 hoes?
Let's be friends (where the bitches at, the niggaz with money?)
(Where you at baby?)
You ain't gotta be my man at all, long as you bring me your
Friends, (cash hoes)
Why you trickin on other hoes?
Let's be

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

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

Can you imagine me in player mode, the tricks
I got em ready for a booty call, I 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 it's delicious got a spot
For pretty bitches up and down, to switches
My movement, baby let back get into it
Make it fluid, in and out, all around 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 player niggaz cause they cock block (cock block)
You hate to see a real thug with vision, what's the game?
see a nigga up in prison, why you change?
Made a out of cuss words, liquor, and weed
A bad seed turned - in this world of G's
Baby got me fantasizin, you naked
It's the fuck song, so check my
And be friends
(Where my niggaz at? Show me where my at?
Where my at) Thug style

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

Where my people at? Show me my people at
Where my people at? me where my people at
All my niggaz now, just my niggaz
Where my niggaz at? Just my now
Be friends, tell me where my at
Be friends, tell me my bitches at
Be friends, me where my people at
Be friends, tell me my bitches at
Make money, 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?
be friends (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 trickin on other hoes?
be friends

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