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Friend of Mine

Now when I'm fucking off gin I'm invincible

Don't love no ho, that's my principle

Cause uh, bitches come [and uh] bitches go

That's why I get my nut and I be out the fucking door

[You know] they might be the one to set me up

Want to get they little brother to wet me up

That's why I tote Tecs and stuff to get them off my case

Just in case the little fucker ends up misplaced

I don't give a bitch enough to catch the bus

And when I see the semen I'm leaving

Bitches be scheming, I kid you not

That's why I keep my windows locked and my Glock cocked

One ho said, "Big, why you so hard on us?

Why you swear all bitches are so scandalous?"

Thug nigga until the end, tell a friend bitch

Cause when I like you, then you go and fuck my friend bitch

(And you know that ain't right)

You know that ain't right, with a friend of mine

You see, I don't sweat these hoes

I keep them in flavors like Timbos and Girbauds

Bitches just like to play the merry-go

[Yeah we know, drop the scenario]

It was me, Dee, the MPV

The blunts and brew thang, knocking some Wu-tang

M-E-T-H-Oh shit, look at them lips and them hips on that bitch

Dee hit the dip, so I can drop my mackadocious shit

Light the blunt clip, and recognize a pimp

Needless to speak, the G's obsolete

Don't sleep, banged the skins in a week

On the creep up the avenue

I seen her on the block, who she rapping to?

That's my nigga Dee, damn he got G

Now she fucking him and fucking me, see

You know that ain't right

You know that ain't right, with a friend of mine

Uh now I play her far like a moon play a star

She still sweat me hard cause I'm a rap star

I be cruising up the block, I be passing her

Pimping hard with the female passenger

And the only time I call her to hang

Is when me and Dee blunted up, pissy, scheming on a gang-bang

She should have used her intuition

Then she wouldn't be classified in that position, listen

She's saying I dissed her cause I'm fucking her sister

A message to the fellas, that really gets them pissed, uh

But she started that fucking family

She fucked my man Dee, so why she mad at me? (True)

Plus your sister look better than you

Give head better than you, pussy get wetter than you

So break the fuck out like a rash

I'm glad I ain't spend no cash to hit your nasty ass

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written by ALLEN, MICHAEL / BELL, KENNETH JAMES / ESKRIDGE, JASON

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