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Friends

(album: Conflicts Of My Soul: The 416 Story - 2013)


[Verse 1:]
I told her love me, or love me
I'm gone pitching this drink, and I'm on bitches
I'm a need more than just a hook and a song bitches
To get mami off, and let me hit all of her on switches
Fuck it I'm gone, cause ah
Really we ain't got to much in common
So fuck it, and being on is enough to say that we want it
I want a lover, really I want a lover
Sincerely she want to love me
But fear that I'm on another
Niggas that want to fuck with her
Tell her I fucking duck her
But I tell her baby I'm on the road, with 20k for a show, so
Don't get mad if I tell you that I'm gone
We can fuck, be friends and live on
Swavey

[Pre-Hook:]
And if I hit you up in the summertime
Know you down to ride, I ain't got the time
I ain't trynna waste your time baby
I got something on my mind baby

[Hook:]
We can fuck, and be friends
We can fuck, and be friends

[Verse 2:]
Uh... She love me, and getting money with a nigga
And even though we fuckin, she ain't fuckin with a nigga
Cause when I get up in it, it ain't nothing to a nigga
She know the money galore, been fucking honeys on tour
She... Fuck with a boy, I love her like cooked meals
And them heels swollen, She rolling like good wheels
I be that nigga stroking away that is your feeling
I call it man slaughter the way that them looks kill girl
Uh... I'm only fucking if it's worth it
But if it's worth me I'm only fucking if she perfect
A real nigga really know what's up
And yeah, my wrist chilly
Got these chicks in the cellie
Ho, what's up?

[Pre-Hook:]
And if I hit you up in the summertime
Know you down to ride, I ain't got the time
I ain't trynna waste your time baby
I got something on my mind baby

[Hook:]
We can fuck, and be friends
We can fuck, and be friends

[Hook:]
We can fuck, and be friends
We can fuck, and be friends

done

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