got a new friend. You got a new friend. And the two of you don't ever seem to parta?¦ You got a new friend ooh. You got a new friend, now I'm the
to find You got a new friend You got a new friend And the two of you don't ever seem to fight You got a new friend, ohhh You got a new friend Now i
hard to find You got a new friend You got a new friend And the two of you don't ever seem to fight You got a new friend, ohhh You got a new friend Now
so hard to find You've got a new friend And the two of you don't ever seem to part Now I'm the odd man gone You've got a new friend And your mom's got
a good life A good, good life! Oh, Oh, yeah, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, good, good, life. Good, good, life, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh. [One Republic:] Listen, to my friends
for a hair cut)] [Bootleger] "Yo wat up I got the new Fab, P.Diddy, Jagged Edge joint Trade It All" [Ice Cube] "Take Ya dusty a$$ next door wit them
never believe them rumors that been the truth like I had numerous friends its true but you was wifey can chase me to a room in a minute boo maybe,
. Find me on a Friday night. Find me on a Friday night, Friday night. Find me on a Friday night, Friday night. Find me on a Friday night, Friday night. Find me on a
A Damn Albino Drunk Like A Whino Hard Like A Rhino Flyin' Through Ya Time Zone Lookin' For A Fine Hoe Rihanna, Alicia, Mya, Big Pimpin' I'll Even Take A
I flip in a cream Caddy, sometime I flip in a Fleetwood You know the one with the platinum skin and the chrome spinning shoes, that fill the feet good
you here in my life, baby (everyday) Baby, please, I'll take good care I'll take care of your needs I need you here with me [Lil' Kim] Pretend like we friends
kept in the movies and your head in a jar or a vase in a van on tour your guts clumped like dung in a sturdy hatbox heart slung safely in the stomach
Police Dispatcher .. He's headed out a window The man with the bag is running like a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running
a baby by my own girl But I ain't trippin I'm a player I ain't sweating him I sexed his sister, had her mo' good like a Mexican His next of kin, No remorse
I'm getting high off buddha 'Cause the times be slow I keep my mind on dough you never find me broke and who meee a nigga livin' life like a G in that
heart What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend, tryin to floss on him Blind to a broken man's dream
my own girl But I ain't trippin I'm a player I ain't sweating him I sex his sister, had her mo' good like a Mexican His next of kin, No remorse it was
you feel stressed falls through my hands live a sieve I'm on a new high with a pen and a pad and for fun I attend a jam that's super bad at the same