Friend of Mine (2005 Remaster|Explicit) - The Notorious B.I.G.

Written by：Kool & The Gang/The Notorious B.I.G./Ronald Nathan Bell/Dan Boyle

No

F**k the b**ches,

F**k all the stank-a** hoes,

All my niggas know

Junior M.A.F.I.A. click,

Gucci Don, you know how we play

F**kin skanless-a** b**ches;

You know how it go Boots

I meet a b**ch, f**k a b**ch

Next thing you know you f**kin the b**ch

You just pass it around and sh*t,

Pass the sh*t like a cold and sh*t F**k 'em

Now when I'm f**king off gin I'm invincible

Don't love no hoe, that's my priciple

Cause uh, b**ches come b**ches go

That's why I get my nut

And I be out the f**kin do'

They might be the one to set me up

Wanna get they little brother to wet me up

That's why I tote Tecs

And stuff to get 'em off my case

Just in case the little f**ker ends up misplaced

I don't give a b**ch enough,

To catch the bus

And when I see the semen I'm leavin

B**ches be schemin, I kid ya not

That's why I keep my windows locked

And my Glock cocked

One hoe said, "Big, why you so hard on us?

Why you swear all b**ches are so scandalous?"

Thug ni**a 'til the end, tell a friend b**ch

Cause when I like ya,

Then ya go and f**k my friend b**ch

You know that ain't right

With a friend of mine

You know that ain't right

With a friend of mine

You know that ain't right

With a friend of mine

You know that ain't right

With a friend of mine

You see, I don't sweat these hoes

I keep 'em in flavors like Timbos and Girbauds

B**ches just like to play the merry-go

It was me, Dee, the MPV

The blunts and brew thang,

Knockin' some Wu-tang

M-E-T-H-Oh sh*t,

Look at them lips and them hips on that b**ch

Dee hit the dip,

So I can drop my mackadocious sh*t

Light the blunt clip, and recognize a pimp

Needless to speak, the Gee's obsolete

Don't sleep! Banged the skins in a week

On the creep up the avenue

I seen her on the block, who she rappin' to?

That's my ni**a Dee, damn he got Gee

Now she f**kin him and f**kin me, see

You know that ain't right

You know that ain't right

With a friend of mine

You know that ain't right

With a friend of mine

You know that ain't right

With a friend of mine

You know that ain't right

With a friend of mine

Uh now I play her far like a moon play a star

She still sweat me hard 'cause I'm a rap star

I be cruisin up the block, I be passin her

Pimpin hard with the female passenger

And the only time I call her to hang

Is when me and Dee blunted up, pissy,

Schemin on a gang-bang

She should've used her intuition

Then she wouldn't be classified

In that position, listen

She's sayin I dissed her 'cause

I'm f**kin her sister

A message to the fellas,

That really gets 'em pissed, uh

But she started that f**kin family

She f**ked my man Dee,

So why she mad at me?

Plus your sister look better than you

Give head better than you,

P**sy get wetter than you

So break the f**k out like a rash

I'm glad I ain't spend

No cash to hit yo' nasty a**

You know that ain't right

With a friend of mine

You know that ain't right

With a friend of mine

You know that ain't right

With a friend of mine

You know that ain't right

With a friend of mine