Notorious B. I. G. - Friend Of Mine lyrics

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Intro<br>~~~~~<br><br>No...fuck the bitches, fuck all the stank-ass hoes, all my<br>Niggas know...junior mafia click, gucci don, you know how we play.<br>Fuckin' skanless-ass bitches. you know how it go boots...i<br>Meet a bitch, fuck a bitch, next thing you know you fuckin'<br>The bitch. you just pass it around and shit, pass the shit like<br>A cold and shit. fuck'em.<br><br>Verse 1<br>~~~~~~~<br><br>Now when I'm fuckin' those jen I'm invincible<br>Don't love no hoe, that's my priciple<br>'cause uh, bitches come [and uh] bitches go<br>That's why I get my nut and I be out the fuckin' door<br>[you know] they might be the one to set me up<br>Wanna get their little brother to wet me up<br>That's why I tote tecs and stuff to get'em off my case<br>Just in case the little fucker ends up misplaced<br>I don't give a bitch enough to catch the bus<br>And when I see the semen I'm leavin'<br>Bitches be schemin', I kid ya not<br>That's why I keep my windows locked and my glock cocked<br>One hoe said, big, why you so hard on us? <br>Why you swear all bitches are so scandalous? <br>Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch<br>'cause when I like ya, then ya go and fuck my friend bitch<br>[and you know that ain't right]<br><br>Chorus<br>~~~~~~<br><br>You know that ain't right<br><br>With a friend of mine x4<br><br>Verse 2<br>~~~~~~~<br><br>You see, I don't sweat these hoes<br>I keep'em in flavours like timbo's and jibbo's<br>Bitches just like to play the mary though<br>[yeah we know, drop the scenario]<br>It was me, dee, the mpv<br>The blunts and brew thang, knockin' some wu-tang<br>M-e-t-h-oh shit, look at them lips and them hips on that bitch<br>Dee hit the dip, so I can drop my mackadocious shit<br>Light the blunt clip, and recognize a pimp<br>Needless to speak, the gee's obsolete<br>Don't sleep! banged the skins in a week<br>On the creep up the avenue<br>I seen her on the block, who she rappin' to? <br>That's my nigga dee, damn he got gee<br>Now she fuckin' him and fuckin' me, see<br>You know that ain't right<br><br>Repeat chorus<br><br>Verse 3<br>~~~~~~~<br><br>Uh...now I play her far like a moon play a star<br>She still sweat me hard 'cause I'm a rap star<br>I be cruisin' up the block, I be passin' her<br>Pimpin' hard with the female passenger<br>And the only time I call her to hang<br>Is when me and dee blunted up, pissy, schemin' on a gang-bang<br>She should've used her intuition<br>Then she wouldn't be classified in that position, listen<br>She's sayin' I dissed her 'cause I'm fuckin' her sister<br>A message to the fellas, that really gets'em pissed, uh<br>But she started that fuckin' family<br>She fucked my man dee, so why she mad at me? <br>Plus your sister look better than you<br>Give head better than you, pussy get wetter than you<br>So break the fuck out like a rash<br>I'm glad I ain't spend no cash to hit your nasty ass