Lyrics:
don't ever talk to a gurl who says she just has a friend
Chorus
Verse 3 ( Joe Flizzow )
a lil' casanova pimp, man I had my flings
hoodrats
don't ever talk to a gurl who says she just has a friend
Chorus
Verse 3 ( Joe Flizzow )
a lil' casanova pimp, man I had my flings
hoodrats
me
That shit come with fake friends
Let me talk
Run yo shit Top5
It took me 28 years
Just to learn this Mothafuckin balance
I don't even trip no more
Don't let him in, don't let him in
Don't be his friend, don't be his friend
Don't let him in, don't let him in
Don't be his friend, don't be his friend
My friend Fats, he's a hell of a guy
Let me tell you why
He's the epitome of neighborly
My friend Fats, he's a hell of a guy
Let me tell y'all
(Never forget your dreams)
Let's take it day by day by day by day by day
Day by day by day by day by day by day by
Day by day by day by day by day by
to top
your love
this situation's out of hand
my friends don't really understand
what have i let myself into
how did i ever fall for you
your love,
God damn she don't Mess with men
I don't care if you gay, cuz we both like the same thing
So we can be best of friends
(We can be best friends)
It was
isn't mastered
CD is in plastic, these niggas is has-beens
We ain't makin friends while these niggas is Anistons
Dig, these niggas is fake Joe
be the treasurer, get you a bezel
And you can be my trafficker, see you whenever, baby
Like Pun and Joe, I don't wanna be a player no more
Zone 6, I
I stuck by you ‘til the end.
My conscience is clear and I can move on from here.
But I wish I can say the same for you, baby.
I don't ever wanna see
They're always trying to fill your shoes
(I don't understand this kind of friend)
[chorus]
Uh oh there goes that word again
How do we let it end
I
They're always trying to fill your shoes
(I don't understand this kind of friend)
[chorus]
Uh oh there goes that word again
How do we let it end
I
I don't know what to do with you, Joe
I've been loving you all of these years
And the moments all go by so slow
When I think of the joy and the love
don't stop
(To the beat, a-to the beat, the beat
The beat, Do or die, Bed Stuy, rock on)
The idea is to let you know
That graffiti is rockin' and it's
ahaha, talk to y'all niggas, yessur, hey
My best friend say I'm bottled up, I need a fucking therapist
But I can't think of nobody I wanna share this
Don't let it end
Don't let it end
Don't ever let it end
Well, I got two tickets to the game
It'd be great if I could take you to it this Sunday
Don't let him in, don't let him in
Don't be his friend, don't be his friend
Don't let him in, don't let him in
Don't be his friend, don't be his friend
bigger things
I'll be the one to let you know you're brighter than the sun
More beautiful than any girl I've seen where I'm from
By any girl ever, anywhere
I'm not tryna see your friends right now
I'm just rolling through my ends right now
Honestly I'm just used to being on my own by now
I'm not looking
Baby you know that friend zone don't last long
Baby you know we both don't want to be alone
Baby you know that friend zone don't last long
Baby no I
don't dog me anymore
I was here in the beginning and I'll be here 4ever more
Acknowledge me, I only want to be your friend
I can make you happy
Don't wanna meet your friends
Lets not even begin
To wander down that road
I like to be alone
Until I feel that vibe
And then I hit your line
You
My best friend be my lady
You my only homie, cause niggas gettin shady
My best friend be my lady
You my only homie, cause niggas gettin shady
My
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