Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Friendz

My ghetto love song, hahaha, let's be
(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 this right here, Wessyde)

Approach you and a minute, arm on my double R tinted
As you pass bye wink in my eye, scented
What's the haps baby? (Whassup?) Come get with me and perhaps
You can help me my stacks baby
seems small I need companionship (hey)
Through with that, scandalous shit, I bet man ain't shit
So why you hesitatin actin like yo' shit don't
Check out my, diamonds everyone gonna blink (bling bling bling)
be a thug thang, Outlaw nigga with riches
Cream dreamin motherfucker, on a mash for
Check my resume, sippin on Cristal and
on big weed, keyed the Cali way
Don't trickin but I'll buy you a fifth
I can't stand no wearin nappy head bitch
Let my pedigree, rebreed me, so cheap
Puttin bustas to sleep with no grief
Mash on my so-called comp, who the
While I'm tuggin on yo' bitch head (C'mere baby, Wessyde!)
this, ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I daily (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 other
be friends (where the bitches 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 on them other hoes?
be friends

I met you and I in passion
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 bitch) picture countless options
Was it prophecy? as day, visions on top of me
Erotic, psychotic, we posess
Far from a crush I wanna bust guts and touch
Everything inside you my head to my nuts
You got me sweatin like a fat goin for mine
Just a skinny nigga fuckin like she my mind
Back in I recall how she used to be
I guess money and made you used to me
What's up in 9-6? Fine in drag
Fuck Dre, that bitch he can kiss my ass
Back to you, my pretty ass queen
Got my hands on your now
Let me in between as

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

Can you me in player mode, rush the tricks
I got em ready for a booty call, I fucked your (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, cause baby it's delicious got a spot
For pretty up and down, similar to switches
My movement, baby let your back get it
Make it fluid, in and out, all 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 stop me? Am I top notch?
Fuck player niggaz cause they cock block (cock block)
You probably hate to see a real with vision, what's the game?
Rather see a up in prison, why you change?
Made a livin out of cuss words, liquor, and
A bad seed turned good - in world of G's
Baby got me fantasizin, seein you
the fuck song, so check my record
And be friends
(Where my niggaz at? Show me my niggaz at?
Where my bitches at) style

Let's be friends (where my niggaz at, where my 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, where my at?)
(Where my people at? be)

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

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

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