Friend of Mine lyrics

by

Busta Rhymes


[Intro: The Notorious B.I.G.]
No, f*ck the b*tches, f*ck all the stank-ass hoes
All my n*ggas know
Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique, Gucci Don, you know how we play
f*ckin' scandalous-ass b*tches
You know how it go, Gooch
I meet a b*tch, f*ck a b*tch
Next thing you know, you f*ckin' a b*tch
You just pass around sh*t, pass the sh*t like a cold and sh*t
f*ck 'em

[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G. & Lil' Kim]
Now when I'm f*cking off gin I'm invincible
Don't love no ho, that's my principle
'Cause, uh, b*tches come (And uh) b*tches go (Uh)
That's why I get my nut and I be out the f*cking 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 f*cker ends up misplaced
I don't give a b*tch enough to catch the bus
And when I see the semen I'm leaving
b*tches be scheming, I kid you not
That's why I keep my windows locked and my Glock c*cked
One ho said, Big, why you so hard on us?
Why you swear all b*tches are so scandalous?
Thug n*gga 'til the end, tell a friend, b*tch
'Cause when I like you, then you go and f*ck my friend, b*tch
And you know that ain't right
[Chorus]
You know that ain't right with a friend of mine
You know that ain't right with a friend of mine
You know that ain't right with a friend of mine
You know that ain't right with a friend of mine

[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G. & Lil' Kim]
You see, I don't sweat these hoes
I keep them in flavors like Timbos and Girbauds
b*tches 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 sh*t, look at them lips and them hips on that b*tch
Dee hit the dip, so I can drop my mackadocious sh*t
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 n*gga Dee, damn he got G
Now she f*cking him and f*cking me, see
You know that ain't right

[Chorus]
You know that ain't right with a friend of mine
You know that ain't right with a friend of mine
You know that ain't right with a friend of mine
You know that ain't right with a friend of mine, uh
[Verse 3: The Notorious B.I.G.]
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 a female passenger
And the only time I call her to hang
Is when me and Dee blunted up, p*ssy, scheming on a gangbang
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 f*cking her sister
A message to the fellas, that really gets 'em p*ssed, uh
But she started that f*cking family
She f*cked my man Dee, so why she mad at me? (True)
Plus your sister look better than you
Give head better than you, pus*y get wetter than you
So break the f*ck out like a rash
I'm glad I ain't spend no cash to hit your nasty ass

[Chorus]
You know that ain't right with a friend of mine
You know that ain't right with a friend of mine
You know that ain't right with a friend of mine
You know that ain't right with a friend of mine
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