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  1. Friend of MineFriend of Mine

    Album: Ready to Die
    Release Date: 9/13/94
    Label: Bad Boy Entertainment

Lyrics for "Friend of Mine"

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No, f*** the b******
F*** all the stank-ass hoes
All my niggas know
Junior Mafia click, Gucci Don

You know how we play? F*****' skanless-ass b******
You know how it go Boots? I meet a b****, f*** a b****
Next thing you know, you f*****' the b****
You just pass it around and s***
Pass the s*** like a cold and s***, f*** 'em

Now when I'm f*****' off gin I'm invincible
Don't love no hoe that's my principle
'Cause uh, b****** come and uh, b****** go
That's why I get my nut and I be out the f*****' door

You know they might be the one to set me up
Wanna get their 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***** ends up misplaced

I don't give a b**** enough to catch the bus
And when I see the semen I'm leavin'
B****** 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****** are so scandalous?"
Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend b****
'Cause when I like ya, then ya go and f*** my friend b****
And 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

You see, I don't sweat these hoes
I keep 'em in flavours like Timbo's and Jibbo's
B****** just like to play the Mary though
Yeah, we know, drop the scenario

It was me, Dee, the MPV
The blunts and brew thang, knockin' some Wu-tang
M E T H, oh s***, look at them lips and them hips on that b****
Dee hit the dip, so I can drop my mackadocious s***

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 nigga Dee, damn he got Gee
Now she f*****' him and f*****' 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*****' her sister
A message to the fellas that really gets 'em pissed, uh
But she started that f*****' family
She f***** my man Dee, so why she mad at me?

Plus your sister look better than you
Give head better than you, pussy get wetter than you
So break the f*** out like a rash
I'm glad, I ain't spend no cash to hit your nasty ass

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

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