I Got A Friend lyrics

by

Paul Wall


(Verse 1: Kirko Bangz)
I like b*tches that like b*tches, that like b*tches that like b*tches
Man, I got that from my n*gga Nipsey
f*ck her once now your b*tch tryna take a picture
Uh, court side with my gang tight
She f*ck with me on the same night
Cause she left you if that ain't right
And I'm just gon' be wrong
Girl let's make this quick cause I can't be that long
Got a interview with that magazine
On a talk show with your favorite host
And my di*k as long as that limousine
Don't worry about all 'em b*tches
Girl just mind yo business
I don't worry about all them n*ggas
Them n*ggas there, they wack wack
They talking about that hundred G's
Girl real sh*t, I could make that
In one weekend, girl don't front right here
Cause I'm the one this year, oh yeah

Hook:
I got a friend, we f*ck around
She let me in, I di*k her down
And every time she hit me I'mma roll through
And she gon do exactly what she suppose to
I got a friend, we f*ck around
She let me in, I di*k her down
And then she call up every girl she close to
And tell them that I hit it like I'm suppose to
(Verse 2: Nipey Hu$$le)
She call me and say 'where you at?'
I told her 'In the black on black'
She brought the bottle and a sack
I f*cked her once and ran it back
Type of player sh*t is that
She know I'm balling since she brought the sack
She see the level that I'm playing at
And respect what I made from scratch
Safe to say I state the facts
And always had baby back
See a n*gga raising racks
And now the sex is how she pay me back

Hook:
I got a friend, we f*ck around
She let me in, I di*k her down
And every time she hit me I'mma roll through
And she gon do exactly what she suppose to
I got a friend, we f*ck around
She let me in, I di*k her down
And then she call up every girl she close to
And tell them that I hit it like I'm suppose to

(Verse 3: Kirko Bangz)
Your main b*tch, she say she love me
She get my di*k, that b*tch she lucky
I'm gone off the Hennessey
I f*ck her once she gon remember me
She say I ain't a lil n*gga
That pus*y, that for free, ain't cost a bill, n*gga
I did it with my chains on
And if she real live, I throw my gang on
That's LMG OB, I put my n*ggas over me
And have them n*ggas on their knees
And all these b*tches wanna cop a feel
I'm rolling through these hoes like an ex-pill
I tell you what the top feel like
All these hoes from magazines, I f*ck them hoes in real life
All these hoes from videos, I f*ck them hoes in real life
All these hoes from all these movies, man, I hit in real life
Hook:
I got a friend, we f*ck around
She let me in, I di*k her down
And every time she hit me I'mma roll through
And she gonna do exactly what she suppose to
I got a friend, we f*ck around
She let me in, I di*k her down
And then she call up every girl she close to
And tell them that I hit it like I'm suppose to
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