Текст и слова песни 2Pac – Fuck Friendz
My ghetto love song, ha, ha, ha, let's be friends
(Where my niggaz at? Where my niggaz, where my bitches?)
(Where my niggaz at? Where my bitches at?)
Throw your hands in the air
(Everybody just throw your hands in the air)
Let's be friends
(Wessyde in this motherfucker right here, Wessyde)
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, wink in my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby?
(Whassup?)
Come get with me and perhaps lady
You can help me multiply my stacks, baby
Currency seems small, I need companionship
(Hey)
Through with that scandalous shit, I bet your man ain't shit
So why you hesitatin' actin' like yo' shit don't stink
Check out my diamonds, bitch, everyone gonna blink
(Bling, bling, bling)
This be a thug thang, outlaw nigga with riches
Cream dreamin', motherfucker, on a mash for bitches
Check my resume, sippin' on Cristal and Alize
Smokin' on big weed, keyed the Cali way
Don't like trickin' but I'll buy you a fifth
I can't stand no sneaker wearin' nappy head, bitch
Let my pedigree, rebreed me, they're so cheap
Puttin' bitch made bustas to sleep with no grief
Mash on my so-called comp, who the man?
While I'm tuggin on yo' main bitch head
(C'mere baby, Wessyde)
Understand this, ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I smoke daily, baby, let's be friends
(Come on y'all)
Let's be friends
(Where my niggaz at? Come on)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(All my niggaz, where my hoes at?)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends
(Where the bitches at, where the niggaz with money?)
(Where you at, baby?)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(Cash makin' hoes)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends
I met you and I stuttered in passion
Though slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants
Every time you pass got me checkin' for you hardcore
Starin' and watchin', me and you one on one
(See that, bitch)
Picture countless options
Was it prophecy? Clear as day, visions on top of me
Erotic, psychotic, we posess bubonics
Far from a crush, I wanna bust your guts and touch
Everything inside you, from my head to my nuts
You got me sweatin' like a fat girl goin' for mine
Just a skinny nigga fuckin' like she stole my mind
Back in time I recall how she used to be
I guess money and fame made you used to me
What's up in 9-6? Fine tricks in drag
Fuck Dre, tell that bitch he can kiss my ass
Back to you, my pretty ass caramel queen
Got my hands on your thighs now
Let me in between as friends
Let's be friends
(Wessyde, motherfucker right here)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(Wessyde in this motherfucker)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends
(Wessyde in this motherfucker right here)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(In this motherfucker right here)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends
Can you imagine me in player mode? Rush the tricks
I got 'em ready for a booty call, I fucked your bitch
(Ha, hah)
Was it me or the fame? My dick or the game?
Bet I scream Wessyde when I came
(Wessyde, ha, ha, ha)
Scream my name, 'cause, baby, it's delicious, got a weak spot
For pretty bitches up and down, similar to switches
My movement, baby, let your back get into it
Make it fluid, in and out, all around when a nigga do it
You got me high, let me come inside
I love it when you get on top, baby, let me ride
(Let me ride)
Who wanna stop me? Am I top notch?
Fuck player hatin' niggaz, 'cause they cock block
(Cock block)
You probably hate to see a real thug with vision, what's the game?
Rather see a nigga up in prison, why you change?
Made a livin' out of cuss words, liquor and weed
A bad seed turned good in this world of G's
Baby, got me fantasizin', seein' you naked
It's the fuck song, so check my record
And let's be friends
(Where my niggaz at? Show me where my niggaz at?)
(Where my bitches at)
Thug style
Let's be friends
(Where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(Throw yo' guns in the air)
Friends
(My ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on and on)
Let's be friends
(Where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(Where my niggaz at?)
Friends
(Where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(Where my people at? Let's be)
Where my people at? Show me where my people at
Where my people at? Show me where my people at
All my niggaz now, just my niggaz come
Where my niggaz at? Just my niggaz now
Be friends, tell me where my niggaz at
Be friends, tell me where my bitches at
Be friends, tell me where my people at
Be friends, tell me where my bitches at
Make money, take money, be friends
Let's be friends
(Get your cash on, let's, get dough)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(C'mon, get your cash on)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's 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 your friends
(C'mon, getcha cash on)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends
Make money, take money
Make money, take money
Make money, take money
Make money, take money
Make money, take money
(Where my niggaz at? Where my niggaz, where my bitches?)
(Where my niggaz at? Where my bitches at?)
Throw your hands in the air
(Everybody just throw your hands in the air)
Let's be friends
(Wessyde in this motherfucker right here, Wessyde)
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, wink in my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby?
(Whassup?)
Come get with me and perhaps lady
You can help me multiply my stacks, baby
Currency seems small, I need companionship
(Hey)
Through with that scandalous shit, I bet your man ain't shit
So why you hesitatin' actin' like yo' shit don't stink
Check out my diamonds, bitch, everyone gonna blink
(Bling, bling, bling)
This be a thug thang, outlaw nigga with riches
Cream dreamin', motherfucker, on a mash for bitches
Check my resume, sippin' on Cristal and Alize
Smokin' on big weed, keyed the Cali way
Don't like trickin' but I'll buy you a fifth
I can't stand no sneaker wearin' nappy head, bitch
Let my pedigree, rebreed me, they're so cheap
Puttin' bitch made bustas to sleep with no grief
Mash on my so-called comp, who the man?
While I'm tuggin on yo' main bitch head
(C'mere baby, Wessyde)
Understand this, ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I smoke daily, baby, let's be friends
(Come on y'all)
Let's be friends
(Where my niggaz at? Come on)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(All my niggaz, where my hoes at?)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends
(Where the bitches at, where the niggaz with money?)
(Where you at, baby?)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(Cash makin' hoes)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends
I met you and I stuttered in passion
Though slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants
Every time you pass got me checkin' for you hardcore
Starin' and watchin', me and you one on one
(See that, bitch)
Picture countless options
Was it prophecy? Clear as day, visions on top of me
Erotic, psychotic, we posess bubonics
Far from a crush, I wanna bust your guts and touch
Everything inside you, from my head to my nuts
You got me sweatin' like a fat girl goin' for mine
Just a skinny nigga fuckin' like she stole my mind
Back in time I recall how she used to be
I guess money and fame made you used to me
What's up in 9-6? Fine tricks in drag
Fuck Dre, tell that bitch he can kiss my ass
Back to you, my pretty ass caramel queen
Got my hands on your thighs now
Let me in between as friends
Let's be friends
(Wessyde, motherfucker right here)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(Wessyde in this motherfucker)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends
(Wessyde in this motherfucker right here)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(In this motherfucker right here)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends
Can you imagine me in player mode? Rush the tricks
I got 'em ready for a booty call, I fucked your bitch
(Ha, hah)
Was it me or the fame? My dick or the game?
Bet I scream Wessyde when I came
(Wessyde, ha, ha, ha)
Scream my name, 'cause, baby, it's delicious, got a weak spot
For pretty bitches up and down, similar to switches
My movement, baby, let your back get into it
Make it fluid, in and out, all around when a nigga do it
You got me high, let me come inside
I love it when you get on top, baby, let me ride
(Let me ride)
Who wanna stop me? Am I top notch?
Fuck player hatin' niggaz, 'cause they cock block
(Cock block)
You probably hate to see a real thug with vision, what's the game?
Rather see a nigga up in prison, why you change?
Made a livin' out of cuss words, liquor and weed
A bad seed turned good in this world of G's
Baby, got me fantasizin', seein' you naked
It's the fuck song, so check my record
And let's be friends
(Where my niggaz at? Show me where my niggaz at?)
(Where my bitches at)
Thug style
Let's be friends
(Where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(Throw yo' guns in the air)
Friends
(My ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on and on)
Let's be friends
(Where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(Where my niggaz at?)
Friends
(Where my niggaz at, where my bitches at?)
(Where my people at? Let's be)
Where my people at? Show me where my people at
Where my people at? Show me where my people at
All my niggaz now, just my niggaz come
Where my niggaz at? Just my niggaz now
Be friends, tell me where my niggaz at
Be friends, tell me where my bitches at
Be friends, tell me where my people at
Be friends, tell me where my bitches at
Make money, take money, be friends
Let's be friends
(Get your cash on, let's, get dough)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(C'mon, get your cash on)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's 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 your friends
(C'mon, getcha cash on)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends
Make money, take money
Make money, take money
Make money, take money
Make money, take money
Make money, take money
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