Got Friends (Explicit)-GoldLink/Miguel

歌手 : GoldLink / Miguel

专辑 : Got Friends (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:46

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TXT Got Friends (Explicit)-GoldLink/Miguel 文本歌词

Got Friends (Explicit) - GoldLink/Miguel

Lyricist：D'Anthony Carlos/Jeremy Reeves/Ray Romulus/Jonathan Yip/Ray Charles McCullough II/Clarence Coffee, Jr./Miguel Pimentel

Composer：D'Anthony Carlos/Jeremy Reeves/Ray Romulus/Jonathan Yip/Ray Charles McCullough II/Clarence Coffee, Jr./Miguel Pimentel

Miguel：

She said

All of my b**ches got friends yeah

All of my b**ches got friends

And they bad they bad so we good

It's enough for the clique word

All of my b**ches got friends

You don't need to pick nah

All of my b**ches got friends

GoldLink：

Look I ain't really gotta rap about it

I just talk about it 'cause I live it now

So let me tell you 'bout this PYT

That I seen this week I had to take a bow

5'2" with a brown fur

And her hair tied with them light eyes

And she would make me throw it all away

For a fun time and the right prize

Mad as f**k a** fatter than an hammer truck

Ask her prolly keep my hammer tucked

The type to slide 'em down and then the panties stuck

I'll run 'em up wanna kick it with you

Get a house and a picket with you

Pop up on you at your work place not your birthday

Just to let them n**gas know I'm buildin' with you

Your best friend always comin' through

With that Macaulay Culkin when you're home alone

And I ain't even tryna dog you out

But can you feed a n**ga just a little bone

One of you one of me you and me

We make three or maybe four and just two more just to even score

Step to her had to play chess

Had to hit her with the full press

Then I told her I'd do anything

Just to chat with her for a quick sec'

Let it sit let it process

Then she went and said so yes

Whispered in her ear and told her

Baby I want less drama and more sex but

Miguel：

She said

All of my b**ches got friends yeah

All of my b**ches got friends

And they bad they bad so we good

It's enough for the clique word

All of my b**ches got friends

You don't need to pick nah

All of my b**ches got friends

GoldLink：

Look all of my women got friends

Most of 'em like with a blend

And most of 'em off in the ends

And they don't care who they offend

Look I had a girl who was tatted up

From the neck down she was super crazy

Met a shorty with an ill grammar

Who would fight a lot and she a '90s baby

Complain about me always on the road

And talk to other women and she wanted babies

Had to shake it like a common cold

Then I had a show and then I saw you baby

Then I book you

Now we textin' back to back to back to back with no indication

Now I'm flyin' to you

Takin' you across the world to see a couple different faces

Hood n**ga dreams f**k like movie scenes

Hit it from the back boost your self esteem

Heard you left to visit cuz and them

Reconnectin' with your mom and them

Now you want me to fly to Sweden

After fly you to the Motherland

You was mine and I am yours

And you still mine when I go on tour

I ain't really tryna play no games

I can win the battle you can win the war

I'm just tryna f**k and love you either

On the bed and we can take it to the floor

Crazy how this all started out

'Cause I saw somethin' that I can't ignore

Miguel：

She said

All of my b**ches got friends yeah

All of my b**ches got friends

And they bad they bad so we good

It's enough for the clique word

All of my b**ches got friends

You don't need to pick nah

All of my b**ches got friends