Little Friend
Bun B, Gucci Mane
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com
We need more Rose, My bitches gettin' thristy, My words like New Years, Christmas came early, (Burr!) Got these bitches urling, My earring's perfect, My left pinkey finger rolling like George Gervin, My name ain't Ervin, but call me Magic. Abra Cadabra, top off the Phantom, 4 58 italia, first in the states, Out of town plates, just to make it look great. I need a haircut, plus a car wash. I get out the car and they take their bra's off. See I fought the law and the fuckin' law won, Came back on Appeal wanna new outcome, Overload your eardrums, hear it hear it come! In come the Income, go and get you sum. Say bye to the Bad guy, Wave bye to the Bad guy, Gucci Mane the bad guy. Yes, I am the Bad guy, Wave bye to the Bad guy. Came to this country with a dollar and a dream And a choppa and a team full of killas, what you mean? I'ma bad guy, bad guy from start til the end Say hello to my little friend (hello to my little friend) I could've been a doctor, should've been a lawyer I go to court so much I could've been my own employer I'ma die a dope boy, always been a hustla', Started off custom now (Say hello to my little friend) Came to this country with a dollar and a dream And a choppa and a team full of killas, what you mean? I'ma bad guy, bad guy from start til the end Say hello to my little friend (hello to my little friend) I could've been a doctor, should've been a lawyer I go to court so much I could've been my own employer I'ma die a dope boy, always been a hustla', Started off custom now (say hello to my little friend) I get it passed customs I got sixty racks laying on the floor in magic city Like Samuel L. Jackson I think it's time for killing I touched his wife titty and the nigga start tripping That ain't proper etiquette you see the bitch stripping A.R-15 whipped his ass into pieces Don't get it twisted think it's all about the pieces And all about the bracelets I'm still fighting cases Ten thousand for the glasses Diamonds in they faces (Burr, burr) Your own blood taste it We stomp you till you tasteless My t-shirt ain't tailored You read what is said, bitch Brick squad boss man off with you head bitch Run for the exit They shooting inside here Parking lot gun fight bodies outside here Police best bet come with the riot gear Soldiers down to die here Move to America Dollar and a dream and a donor picture, tear it up Came to this country with a dollar and a dream And a choppa and a team full of killas, what you mean? I'ma bad guy, bad guy from start til the end Say hello to my little friend (hello to my little friend) I could've been a doctor, should've been a lawyer I go to court so much I could've been my own employer I'ma die a dope boy, always been a hustla', Started off custom now (say hello to my little friend) I get it passed customs
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
Written by: RADRIC DELANTIC DAVIS, BERNARD FREEMAN, JABBAR STEVENS, WRITERS UNKNOWN
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Little Friend Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 14 May 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric/22026758/Bun+B/Little+Friend>.
Discuss the Little Friend Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In