Best Friend Lyrics

Yeah
and i just wanna slam

they say fred you love these hoes?
i say fo sho
love the way they bring hennesey dank and dollas thru my door
plus i love that she get up and go to work from 8 to 4
while she punchin the clock im clockin the knot up out that ho
and plus my girl got a girlfriend
but not literally just some bitch she like to bring around
i knew she was feelin me
started slammin now she feelin like she sorta my girl too
she run her mouth now i know everything that my girl do
served you with this dick while i was gettin my cruise on
i parked my cadillac before i tapped and kept my cap and my shoes on
cuz brain in a new pair of Js aint nothin like it
dont fuck with FILA's or Reeboks
its strictly chuck it or Nike
when im flyin into town she pick me up from the ‘port
all my best bitches make my breakfast with no pork on the four
its just the asiatic fresh straight turkey bacon and eggs
cheese sausage in my omelette pull plently pussy no problems
gangsta gibbs

i know everything she feel and what she thinkin
cuz i was fuckin wit her best friend
every time a nigga leave she think im creepin
cuz i was fuckin wit her best friend
when she alone she call my numba
she say im somethin like a best friend
if she tell you you're her one and only lover
she might be fuckin wit your best friend

yeah
and we stay gone all kush and henny
stay in other people pussy like im kg treacha penny
i got purp so after work she come straight thru and twist a blizzy
cop a 50 of that sticky then she smoke half of it with me
got a good job in the city but she fuck with my dog
she been tryin out for my team but i keep brushin her off
not the one whos gon' take you i be broke as fuck in the mall
got a resentment fuck commitment i aint cuffin at all
she wanna fuck the gibbs fam straight slam and clear
we take em straight up to the suite if they can handle the deal
and if they dont be talkin shit then we might let them hoes kick it
give some shit for yall to sniff n a pack of them gold tickets
yo you trippin broke your heart she runnin trains at the ramada
got ya niggas short of breath just like a fish fresh out the water
then you smarter dickin daughters pimpin martyr than you rookies
we gon leave the parkin lot and throw a party on that pussy
thats fo sho

i know everything she feel and what she thinkin
cuz i was fuckin wit her best friend
every time a nigga leave she think im creepin
cuz i was fuckin wit her best friend
when she alone she call my numba
she say im somethin like a best friend
if she tell you you're her one and only lover
she might be fuckin wit your best friend

uh, yeah
oh that bitch that called last night i dont know that bitch
i dont know her
you seem me wit her?
at the muhfuckin store? wit a bitch?
nah. hell nah.
nah i wasnt wit that bitch. i was with ya girl
i was wit ol girl, ya know
that wasnt me that was rock fuckin dem hoes
the bitch buy weed from me ya know what im sayin
thats it

i know everything she feel and what she thinkin
cuz i was fuckin wit her best friend
every time a nigga leave she think im creepin
cuz i was fuckin wit her best friend
when she alone she call my numba
she say im somethin like a best friend
if she tell you you're her one and only lover
she might be fuckin wit your best friend


(Thanks to Dan F for these lyrics)