Your Friends lyrics

by

Hunxho


[Intro]
(Avedon)
(Diego)

[Chorus]
Huh, what you doing? Where you been?
Where you going? You with your friends?
I don't like 'em, I'm just saying
They ain't right and I can see it
Nan' one of 'em got a man, nan' one of 'em got a plan
Nan' one of 'em f*ckin' with you, nan' one of 'em drive a Benz
Every one of them tried to f*ck me, but I can't let you be embarrassed
Why the hell you at the club with them when we could be in Paris?
Why the hell you go outside? I'm tryna f*ck, girl, start a family
You can be with me while I'm locked in here tryna make this Grammy

[Verse]
Oh yeah, baby, I'm the man, you know that
Them b*tches with you nan', you know that
Come be with your man, don't go back
They f*cking up our plans and sh*t
We could be in Paris and sh*t
Hoes, they come in pairs and sh*t
Them hoes some embarrassments
It's supercharged Grand Cherokee
That n*gga drive a Nissan, come and get you, I embarrassed him
I've been in the lab tryna get us in, don't ask me where I've been
They ain't ready for this life we live, girl, I can't let 'em in
Girl, you match my fly, the same designer you got letterman
I let you go with them every time, but baby, never 'gain
I can open you up restaurants, Jamaican, Mexican
I don't need you hangin' out with b*tches that you better than
And I don't need you hangin' out at all, that's somethin' you better than
I'm serious, I ain't hatin' on no b*tch, that's somethin' I never did
I'm curious, why they got you outside hangin' with them water men?
I'm furious, if I ask you, girl, don't tell me that's your brother them
Like, period, if I ask you, girl, don't tell me you got—
[Chorus]
Huh, what you doing? Where you been?
Where you going? You with your friends?
I don't like 'em, I'm just saying
They ain't right and I can see it
Nan' one of 'em got a man, nan' one of 'em got a plan
Nan' one of 'em f*ckin' with you, nan' one of 'em drive a Benz
Every one of them tried to f*ck me, but I can't let you be embarrassed
Why the hell you at the club with them when we could be in Paris?
Why the hell you go outside? I'm tryna f*ck, girl, start a family
You can be with me while I'm locked in here tryna make this Grammy
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