With My Friends
I like the way you do your dance
Lookin' at me in your stance
Gave me a second chance
I probably fuck it up again
Drippin' juice with my friends to the very, very end
Niggas, I ain't here to pretend
Nigga just stay in the wind
Ion never tell my bitch, smoking woods out the zip
Fuck money I'ma spend, that's why ion never trip
I'ma tell it how it is y'all like nigga trip
I done fuck shorty again
I woke and she had dipped, pulling on me trying to fuck
She horny, she can't get enough
She on me smoking up 'til I can't smoke a dough
Man, that bitch be stalling
I'ma kick her out like I told her, cut that pussy for me
She gon' run it out, in her mouth
I be in the house smoking ounce I can't fuck with y'all
I'ma count this cash fuck a couch I can't fuck with y'all
I'ma take it out break it down
I can't talk to y'all why the fuck you in me ear run off in the parking lot
Scratching on my back when we fuck that bitch like a cat
Smoking back woods in the back in that bitch back
Scratching on my back when we fuck that bitch like a cat
Smoking back woods in the back in that bitch back
I like the way you do your dance
Lookin' at me in your stance
Gave me a second chance I probably fuck it up again
Drippin' juice with my friends to the very, very end
Niggas I ain't here to pretend, nigga just stay in the wind
Lookin' at me in your stance
Gave me a second chance
I probably fuck it up again
Drippin' juice with my friends to the very, very end
Niggas, I ain't here to pretend
Nigga just stay in the wind
Ion never tell my bitch, smoking woods out the zip
Fuck money I'ma spend, that's why ion never trip
I'ma tell it how it is y'all like nigga trip
I done fuck shorty again
I woke and she had dipped, pulling on me trying to fuck
She horny, she can't get enough
She on me smoking up 'til I can't smoke a dough
Man, that bitch be stalling
I'ma kick her out like I told her, cut that pussy for me
She gon' run it out, in her mouth
I be in the house smoking ounce I can't fuck with y'all
I'ma count this cash fuck a couch I can't fuck with y'all
I'ma take it out break it down
I can't talk to y'all why the fuck you in me ear run off in the parking lot
Scratching on my back when we fuck that bitch like a cat
Smoking back woods in the back in that bitch back
Scratching on my back when we fuck that bitch like a cat
Smoking back woods in the back in that bitch back
I like the way you do your dance
Lookin' at me in your stance
Gave me a second chance I probably fuck it up again
Drippin' juice with my friends to the very, very end
Niggas I ain't here to pretend, nigga just stay in the wind
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Writer(s): Christopher Travis, Willie Gardner
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