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Friend Of Mine - The Notorious B.I.G. (Biggie Smalls)
Written by：Kool & The Gang/The Notorious B.I.G./Ronald Nathan Bell/Dan Boyle
No
F**k the b**ches,
F**k all the stank-a** hoes,
All my niggas know
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click,
Gucci Don, you know how we play
F**kin skanless-a** b**ches;
You know how it go Boots
I meet a b**ch, f**k a b**ch
Next thing you know you f**kin the b**ch
You just pass it around and sh*t,
Pass the sh*t like a cold and sh*t F**k 'em
Now when I'm f**king off gin I'm invincible
Don't love no hoe, that's my priciple
Cause uh, b**ches come b**ches go
That's why I get my nut
And I be out the f**kin do'
They might be the one to set me up
Wanna get they 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**ch enough,
To catch the bus
And when I see the semen I'm leavin
B**ches 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**ches are so scandalous?"
Thug ni**a 'til the end, tell a friend b**ch
Cause when I like ya,
Then ya go and f**k my friend b**ch
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
You see, I don't sweat these hoes
I keep 'em in flavors like Timbos and Girbauds
B**ches just like to play the merry-go
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**ch
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 ni**a Dee, damn he got Gee
Now she f**kin him and f**kin me, see
You know that ain't right
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 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, pissy,
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 pissed, 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,
P**sy get wetter than you
So break the f**k out like a rash
I'm glad I ain't spend
No cash to hit yo' nasty a**
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