Got Friends (feat. Miguel)

She said, "All of my bitches got friends, yeah"

All of my bitches got friends

And they bad, they bad, so we're good

Just enough for the clique (Word?)

All of my bitches got friends

You don't need to pick

No, all of my bitches got friends

Look, I don't really gotta talk about it

They just talk about it, 'cause I'm livin' now

So lemme tell you 'bout this PYT that I seen this week

I had to take a bow

Five-two 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 price

Mad as fuck, ass fatter than a Hammer truck

Ass could probably keep my hammer tucked

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

I run amok when I kick it witcha

Get a house and a picket wit' cha

Pop up on ya at your workplace

Not just birthdays, just to let them **** know I'm better wit'cha

Your best friend, always comin' through

With that Maculy Culkin when you're home alone

And I ain't even tryna dog you out

But can you feed a **** just a lil' bone?

One of you, one of me

You and me, we make three or maybe four

And just two more just to even the score

Step to her, had to play chess

Had to hit her with the full press

Then I told her handle twenty things

Just to chat with her for a quick sec

Let it sit, let it process, then she went and says, "Ah yes"

Whispered in her ear, told her "Baby I want less drama and want more sex”

All of my bitches got friends, yeah

All of my bitches got friends

And they bad, they bad, so we're good

Just enough for the clique (Word?)

All of my bitches got friends

You don't need to pick

No, all of my bitches got friends

All of my women got friends

Most of 'em black with a blend

And most of 'em offerin' their 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 a ill grammar who would fight alot

And she a 90's baby

Complain about me, I was on the road

I talked to other women and she wanted babies

Had to shake it like a common cold

Then I had a show, then I saw ya baby

Then I booked ya, 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 **** dreams, fuck like movie scenes

Hit it from the back, boost your self esteem

Heard you left to visit cuz & them

Reconnect

Now you want me to fly to Sweden

After, fly you to the motherland

You was mine and I am yours

And you're still mine when I go on tour

I ain't really tryna play no games

I could win the battle, you could win the war

I'm just tryna fuck and love you on the bed

And we could take it to the floor

Crazy how this all started out

'Cause I saw something that I can't ignore

All of my bitches got friends

All of my bitches got friends

And they bad, they bad, so we're good

Just enough for the clique (Word?)

All of my bitches got friends

You don't need to pick

No, all of my bitches got friends

If you and all your girls is bad as fuck

Put your hands up

If you and all your girls is bad as fuck

Put your hands up

If you and all your girls is bad as fuck

Put your hands up

Yup, put your hands up, what, put your hands up

If you and all your girls is bad as fuck

Put your hands up

If you and all your girls is bad as fuck

Put your hands up

If you and all your girls is bad as fuck

Put your hands up