time Than conversation with somebody Where the sun don't shine There's lots of people I can be around And not pretend That I've been everywhere before And I call 'em my friends, friends
Traduction: Love Spit Love. Les amis.
[Hook] That?s not love That?s not love That?s not love [Lil Wayne - Verse 1] Snakes in the grass, so I stay on the pavement Survived the battle with
with love Might clap that gat cause he got hate in his blood Keep your friends at a distance and your enemies close Cause the folks you call friends can
I go for broke on these streets My flow is a young Mike Tyson I put the hit on niggas And even when I'm countin off I still spit on niggaz No super friends
Exaturated resolvable situations, and left some homes ruined Even niggaz, that call themselves friends They'll be first to try to rob me, and then do me in So if you love
until I die, so your help I refuse it I'm alright, just as long as I'm still living [H.A.W.K.:] See a friend in need, is a friend indeed Not just being
with Brother Marquis All hoes let my record show All my bitches come back for more It must be the way I throw my thang It must be the way I spit my game
to the fullest Down for his homies, always the first to spit bullets (All he wanted was to be a thug) Never pictured his truest homeboy would fall in love
friends bitch ass nigga eater And Miss Mossburg love it in the back trunk You know that old school bitch she like to get it funked And spitting motherfuckers
My mom and them don't like you My friends all think you're triflin But I don't feel quite like them In fact i'm out to spite them The love we share is
You Through Hard Times And You Cheated Hell No I Hate To Say It But I Need It Hell No God Please Talk To Me Hell No Your So Called Love Was So Deep When
her I suppose And we can go from fully dressed to just having no clothes She can run and tell her best friend bout my sex game Her best friend could potentially
lyrically inclined Shit I ain't even got to try to shine God's the seamstress that tailor fitted my pain I got scriptures in my brain I could spit at
dick? nah for real, am I the type that you wanna roll wit'? platinum iced out, got rid of that gold shit I love my lifestyle, you too, you love it that
men die Many men get drunk puff lah and stay high Here's a jewel love you enemies and hate your friends Your enemies remain the same friends always change
for real, am I the type that you wanna roll wit'? platinum iced out, got rid of that gold shit I love my lifestyle, you too, you love it that I could
friends At first you fail, try, try, try, try again I'm the best don't you get it, forget it, when I spit it its crazy You love it, admit it, you like
