from trippin' on my best friend (my best friend) [chorus] I'm gon' get there (my best friend) Only wanna see you happy You gon' be there too (my best friend
on my best friend 1 - I'm gon' get them You gon' be there too Only wanna see you happy In case you didn't know, you're my best friend You got me and
Listen, I'm known for speakin' my mind Known for fleein' from the scene of a crime Eyes redder than the beam of my nine Eyes redder than the scene of that crime All
fuckin' me Suckin', fuckin' you Suck and fucked my whole crew So whatsa a nigga 'posed to do? See all my bitches got anotha nigga And all my niggaz
Laugh and cry, laugh and cry Bloody sunset drowns the sky For earth the heal then we must die No-one deserves it more I tell you we are doomed my friends
' all her life I want a bitch that I can call wife Fuck all night, lie wit and cry wit, on them hot fall nights The type of bitch that keep my game tight
friends And they all think he's swell That guy - He's a boob And I'm sick and tired Of trying to figure it out Of holding back but I have my doubts
m your man stop it Checkin my 2-way, and goin through my pants pockets It's no need, you my girl, my wiz, my life Look ma you - my heart, my all, my wife
really mind at all my point of view is far from you you're my audience, I'm the show please don't turn away back home, I've got another lie: for a year
Have them in if they?re shy don?t be nice drag them in Not enough room in the place don?t lie pack them in I?m just kiddin my man don?t hassle them
, Fendi purse dealin wit pleanty work shippin birds to any jerk get served on any turf she all about her Benji's dirt up then she skirt even though her friends
dirt, jerk Nobody move, nobody get hurt [Yo-Yo] I'm the type of girl that's down for my nigga I'll lie for my nigga, peel a cap for my nigga See he don
is a lie Suckas try to play they games of Dis-and-Die And don't you try to shake my hand or be my friend Unlike a hook made out of rubber I will not bend
Cobain Listen I'm known for speaking my mind Known for fleeing from the scene of a crime Eyes redder than the beam of my nine Eyes redder than the scene of that crime All
fo my protection Gotta gaurd my riches I want the latest trends The newest Benz To rule his friends To fly a plane wont be no thang then Mosquino fo all my
bitches with all Up to no good in da hood but to play with my dawg Been had six figures and that ain't no lie I was fly class of 2000 at Trezvant High
lie Suckas try to play they games of Dis-and-Die And don't you try to shake my hand or be my friend Unlike a hook made out of rubber I will not bend! {