Lyrics:
want to be my friend
(Rollin')
And now I'm rollin'
All you bitches want to hop in
Rollin'
(Hey)
I be rollin'
(Hey)
I be rollin'
(Hey)
I be rollin'
(Hey)
my friends keep saying that I need some help (Need some help)
I think I love you because I hate myself (Hate myself)
Hate myself (Hate myself)
Hate
broad
But you called her on the phone and said I'm just a frog,
I beat up hoes and I'm a rapist
Then you told all your homies how I hated
Damn nigga!
Yeah
I really hate to love you
But I love you yeah
Yeah
Girl I really hate to love you
Love it when it's us two
But I cannot trust you ey
I get in
or two and tried the other way
But I don't know what to do with myself all day
The sun goes down, you give your love one last long goodnight kiss
Then you
never had faith in me
I know that look that's in your eyes
Did I mess up?
Did you mess up?
This all just caught me by surprise
I love you
But you hate me
and replied, "Why yes
But I prefer the term African American Express"
Brains, power, and muscle, like Dame, Puffy, and Russell
Your boy back on his hustle,
prraatI ain't saying too much and that's that
Cause that cat you embracing with love
Might clap that gat cause he got hate in his blood
Keep your friends
The woods are just trees
The trees are just wood
I sort of hate to ask it
But do you have a basket?
Don't stray and be late
And save some of those sweets
But a bitch can't even trip like she don't have a friend
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta (damn)
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta (you know)
Mama,
like
"You love to take the hardest way you don't
Always have to" But I don't know about
That it's like Billy Joel says in that
Song "Vienna" When
friends like
I never even knew 'em
Like we never used to play in the park
You'll get blazed when I bark
But your memory will stay in my heart
That's how
hurts
So good
I love the way it hurts
So good
There's a pounding in my chest
A rush of blood goes to my head
Thought I saw your silhoutte pass by
to the chiefs
Chilling under palm trees
While I'm Rolling palm leaves
I'm vibeing, part Filipino
And I'm part Hawaiian
You may be an Island boy
But not from my
of Kaopectate
And then you call your friend two weeks later
To see how he has been
And he says, "I understand about the food,
Baby Bubba, but we're still
grave!
Now I shall be the sixth man
Who offers you a ring
But this time it's not for love
Just for the bling i know your hand is full
So I guess you gotta
Real, real niggas, that's all I gotta say
You fuckin' with the real, you ball to get gusted
Really, the real ain't shit to be fucked wit'
Protected by
trees (hey)
But you can't hustle me
Yeah, your ass look good in them jeans
That don't mean too much to me (buck, buck, buck)
I need lil' somethin'
the truth
I'll be fine without you
I never noticed how hot it is under these lights
This neon love is burning too bright
Baby, sometimes it's hard enough
spent
And the money we saved
So we ain't late on the rent
I call you phone in times where we ain't talking
Walking and blowing trees
With my friends out
And he takes time to listen, uh
God love us hood niggas (I know)
'Cause next to Jesus on the cross was the crook niggas, uh
But he forgive us
Day by
firin
Cover your eyes as I describe a scene so violent
Seemed like a bad dream, she laid in a blood puddle
Blood bubbled in her chest, cold air brushed
become
Ion really feel much love goes I'm the broken one
Shit I hate most my friends on drugs but still I smoke me one
Comfortable in my own world
Tryna
be with you
Moon shine bright in the late night summer sky
Through the night and I'll be right by your side
Neon Miami night
Drive through the city
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