Letras

Thank you for being a friend Travelled down the road and back again Your heart is true, you're a pal and confident () Killa season has returned yall Wanna wanna, wanna say thank you To that cocaina That coke I got off the boat That I made float then copped that Beamer Over her I clock the Nina No denyin, no swerve the time and yea I love er Got my mother out the gutter, word to mammy Mammy, where your real friends at? Poverty put a end to that You ain't got it, they don't come around Only come around for your income tax but Shout your homeboy or your homegirl, they know you're game They let you hold they car Playin kids, put yo phone in they name True, they along for the ride with ya Even when you're dead wrong, right by your side with ya In the club bump, yall go for the right pictures Somebody act, they down to fight with ya I held his kicks, he let me hug his chicks Oh pardon me, oh I'm just talkin bout huddy 6 So if you with yo girlfriend, wink of your eye And if you with your homeboy, put a drink in the sky (Pre-) High fall, high fall High fall, high fall High fall, high fall Now tell them niggas () Thank you for being a friend Travelled down the road and back again Your heart is true, you're a pal and confident () We make mothers cry I had to sing their son a lullaby, woa Alibies, alibies, we kept more than one Wet T-shirt, no water gun He a business man, now all are young Grandma raised me, Manic South took it over though Gave me my first deal, bands gave me my first wheel But thanks to Hector Garcia Sr. – gave me my first meal (gracias papi) Wanna thank God, my Lord the savior lookin over me Thanks east, west, north, south, overseas, Peru No thanks to these racks that think you on G's But you with your girlfriend, start swingin yo hair If you were the real friend put a ring in the air (Pre-) High fall, high fall High fall, high fall High fall, high fall Now tell them niggas (+)
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