Friends
2Pac
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I want to be, yo, let me f*ck that nigga down You heard that shit, nigga Ay, yo, what you going with that big ass My ghetto love song, set it off, set it off Let's be friends, where my niggas' at Where my niggas', where my niggas' Where my niggas' at, all my real niggas' Where my niggas', where my niggas' Let's be friends, throw your hands in the air There's no need to front Let's see you just throw your hands in the air Let's be friends, Westside in this motherfucka right here Throw your hands in the air, Westside Approach you and post a minute, yeah All on my double 'R', tinted As you pass bye winking My eye's freshly scented What's the happ's baby, what's up Come get with me and perhaps lady You can help me multiply my stacks, baby Currency seems small, I need companionship Through with that scandalous shit I bet your man ain't shit, ain't shit So why you're hesitating Acting like your shit don't stink Check out my diamonds, bitch, everyone's going to blink This be a thug paid outlaw nigga with riches Cream dreaming motherfucka on a mash for bitches Check my resume, sipping on Cristal and Alizé, puking Smoking on big weed, keyed the Cali way, Westside! Don't like tricking but I'll buy you what fit I can't stand no sneaker-wearing nappy head bitch Let my pedigree breathe reason, this' OG Putting bitch-made busters' to sleep with no grief Mash on my so-called car, who the man While I'm tugging on your made-bitch's hand, Westside Understand this, ain't no nigga like me F*ck Jay Z, he's broke and I smoke daily Baby, let's be friends Friends, where's my niggas' at, come on y'all No need to front, let's be friends Because I know you want to f*ck Let's be friends, no need to front, let's be friends Because I know you want to f*ck I met you and I stuttered in passion Though slightly blinded by that ass It was hard to keep my dick in my pants Every time you pass, got me checking for you hardcore Staring and watching, me and you one on one Picture countless options, was it prophecy Clear as day, visions on top of me Erotic, psychotic, would possess my body Far from a crush, I want to bust your guts And touch everything inside you from my head to my nuts You got me sweating like a fat girl going for mine Just a skinny nigga's fucking like she stole my mind Back in time, I recall how she used to be I guess money and fame made you used to me What's up in nine-six, fine tricks in drag F*ck Dre, tell that bitch, 'He can kiss my ass' Back to you, my pretty ass caramel queen Got my hands on your thighs, now let me in-between as friends Friends, where's my niggas' at, come on y'all No need to front, let's be friends Because I know you want to f*ck Let's be friends, no need to front, let's be friends Because I know you want to f*ck Can you imagine me in player mode, rush the tricks I got her ready for a booty call, I fucked your bitch Was it me or the fame, my dick or the game Bet I scream 'Westside' when I came, Westside Scream my name because, baby, it's delicious Got a weak spot for pretty bitches Up and down, similar to switches My movement, baby, let your back dip into it, make it fluent In and out, all around when a nigga do it You've got me high, let me come inside I love it when you get on top, baby let me ride Who wants to stop me, am I top notch F*ck player-hating niggas' because they cock block You'd probably hate to see a real thug with vision What's the game, rather see a nigga up in prison Why have you changed Made a living out of cuss words, liquor and weed A bad seed turned good in this world of G's Baby's got me fantasizing, seeing you naked It's a f*ck song, check the record, so check my record Friends, where's my niggas' at, come on y'all No need to front, let's be friends Because I know you want to f*ck Let's be friends, no need to front, let's be friends Because I know you want to f*ck Friends, where's my niggas' at, come on y'all No need to front, let's be friends Because I know you want to f*ck Let's be friends, no need to front, let's be friends Because I know you want to f*ck Friends, where's my niggas' at, come on y'all No need to front, let's be friends Because I know you want to f*ck Let's be friends, no need to front, let's be friends Because I know you want to f*ck Friends, where's my niggas' at, come on y'all No need to front, let's be friends Because I know you want to f*ck Let's be friends, no need to front, let's be friends Because I know you want to f*ck Make money, take money, let's get paid Come on, get your cash on, let's get paid Make money, take money, let's get paid Come on, get your cash on, let's get paid Make money, take money, let's get paid Come on, get your cash on, let's get paid Make money, take money, let's get paid Come on, get your cash on, let's get paid
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Written by: QUINCY JONES, TUPAC SHAKUR
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