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Notorious Big
Friend Of Mine
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[Intro]
No...f**k the b*tches, f**k all the stank-ass hoes, all my
niggas know...Junior Mafia click, Gucci Don, you know how we play.
f**kin' skanless-ass b*tches. You know how it go Boots...I
meet a b*tch, f**k a b*tch, next thing you know you f**kin'
the b*tch. You just pass it around and sh*t, pass the sh*t like
a cold and sh*t. f**k'em.
[Verse 1]
Now when I'm f**kin' those Jen I'm invincible
Don't love no hoe, that's my priciple
'cause uh, b*tches come (and uh) b*tches go
That's why I get my nut and I be out the f**kin' door
(You know) they might be the one to set me up
Wanna get their little brother to wet me up
That's why I tote Tecs and stuff to get'em off my case
Just in case the little f**ker ends up misplaced
I don't give a b*tch enough to catch the bus
and when I see the semen I'm leavin'
b*tches be schemin', I kid ya not
That's why I keep my windows locked and my Glock cocked
One hoe said, "Big, why you so hard on us?
Why you swear all b*tches are so scandalous?"
Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend b*tch
'cause when I like ya, then ya go and f**k my friend b*tch
(And you know that ain't right)
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[Chorus]
You know that ain't right
With a friend of mine [x4]
[Verse 2]
You see, I don't sweat these hoes
I keep'em in flavours like Timbo's and Jibbo's
b*tches just like to play the Mary though
(Yeah we know, drop the scenario)
It was me, Dee, the MPV
The blunts and brew thang, knockin' 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 Gee'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 rappin' to?
That's my nigga Dee, damn he got Gee
Now she f**kin' him and f**kin' me, see
You know that ain't right
[Repeat chorus]
[Verse 3]
Uh...now I play her far like a moon play a star
She still sweat me hard 'cause I'm a rap star
I be cruisin' up the block, I be passin' her
Pimpin' hard with the female passenger
And the only time I call her to hang
Is when me and Dee blunted up, p*ssy, schemin' on a gang-bang
She should've used her intuition
Then she wouldn't be classified in that position, listen
She's sayin' I dissed her 'cause I'm f**kin' her sister
A message to the fellas, that really gets'em p*ssed, uh
But she started that f**kin' family
She f**ked my man Dee, so why she mad at me?
Plus your sister look better than you
Give head better than you, pussy get wetter than you
So break the f**k out like a rash
I'm glad I ain't spend no cash to hit your nasty ass
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