Friend of Mine

Whoa, ha
Yeah, she's a friend of mine
Why you trippin', yo?
Go ahead, just go ahead, go...

Bitches in the party, they touchin' my body
They're talking at me like I'm a kindergartener
Today, she's all mine, tomorrow, she's all his
What you think I'm here playing? I'm out handlin' biz
You think I'm pluggin' it because she's a dime
It's nothin' like that, she's just a friend of mine

Wanna throw a fit 'cause she is my kind
Tell the truth, baby, I ain't got the time
You think I'm tryna scheme, do you honestly believe
That I would bring you out for you to be with me?
What type of cat would I really be?
So why you grab your coat, hit the door, and leave?

Your reality is different, and it's all in your mind
I ain't hittin' it, she just a friend of mine
(Yeah, she just a friend of mine)
Your reality is different (ooh, yeah), and it's all in your mind
I ain't hittin' it, she just a friend of mine (oh no, ooh)

That engagement ring cost about a hundred G's
Copped to let you know I took it seriously
I wanna tie the knot and raise a family
I want you to be there 'til the end of me
I'm not frivolous, I don't waste my dough
So, why would I blow it over friendly hoes?
Because they got my tatty, everybody knows
Cruisin' in the Caddy giving body blows

Need to listen to your heart, 'cause your eyes deceive
You only took a glance and made a mess of things
If I told you once, I told you a hundred times
She ain't gettin' dick, she just a friend of mine

Your reality is different, and it's all in your mind
I ain't hittin' it, she just a friend of mine
(Girl, it's all in your mind, she just a friend of mine)
Your reality is different (ooh, yeah), and it's all in your mind
I ain't hittin' it, she just a friend of mine
(Oh, mm, no, no-ooh)

Your reality is different, and it's all in your mind
I ain't hittin' it, she just a friend of mine
(Stop listenin' to your friends, she'd be the first to gimme some, mm)
Your reality is different, and it's all in your mind (oh-ooh)
I ain't hittin' it, she just a friend of mine
(It's not what it seems, she just a friend of mine) (what? Huh, yeah, uh, do a research)

You ain't hittin' this, she just a friend of yours
Lambo doors fly up, then offend these whores
Niggas wonder what's inside these Fendi draws
Wanna drive by, wishin' this can be yours
In my hair like Nexxus, too much niggas wanna sex this
You caught red, bumpin' your head, eatin' pussy for breakfast
I flow so precious in the chromed out Lexus

None of these bitches can catch it, 'cause I stay on some next shit
How you gonna come and complex it?
Since we in the same house, I'ma have to come and address shit
'Bout shawty with the tatty, I ain't gon' sweat it
Don't think I'ma forget it, you gon' regret it

It's bigger, things we go through
I got ya social, I will rope you
Invite friends over to smoke on you
Daddy, is so brainy, but the joke's on you (oh, ooh)

Your reality is different, and it's all in your mind
I ain't hittin' it, she just a friend of mine
(Think I'm pluggin' it 'cause she's a dime)
(It's nothing like that, she just a friend of mine)
Your reality is different, and it's all in your mind (yeah)
I ain't hittin' it, she just a friend of mine
(You wanna throw a fit 'cause she's my kind)
(To tell the truth, baby, I ain't got the time)

Your reality is different, and it's all in your mind (yeah)
I ain't hittin' it, she just a friend of mine
(If you think I'm tryna scheme, do you honestly believe)
(That I would bring you out for you to be with me?)
Your reality is different (ooh), and it's all in your mind
I ain't hittin' it, she just a friend of mine
(I ain't hittin' it, she just a friend of mine)
(I ain't hittin' it, she just a friend of mine, no, whoa)



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Writer(s): Edward Riley, Richard Stanard, Jerome Clawson
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