Got Friends (Explicit)
GoldLink, Miguel"Got Friends (Explicit)" is a song by GoldLink, Miguel, released in 2018 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:45 long and contains 103 lines and 731 words.
Lyrics
0:10She said
0:12All of my b**ches got friends yeah
0:18All of my b**ches got friends
0:23And they bad they bad so we good
0:25It's enough for the clique word
0:32All of my b**ches got friends
0:35You don't need to pick nah
0:38All of my b**ches got friends
0:41GoldLink：
0:41Look I ain't really gotta rap about it
0:41I just talk about it 'cause I live it now
0:43So let me tell you 'bout this PYT
0:44That I seen this week I had to take a bow
0:465'2" with a brown fur
0:48And her hair tied with them light eyes
0:50And she would make me throw it all away
0:51For a fun time and the right prize
0:53Mad as f**k a** fatter than an hammer truck
0:56Ask her prolly keep my hammer tucked
0:57The type to slide 'em down and then the panties stuck
0:59I'll run 'em up wanna kick it with you
1:01Get a house and a picket with you
1:02Pop up on you at your work place not your birthday
1:04Just to let them n**gas know I'm buildin' with you
1:06Your best friend always comin' through
1:08With that Macaulay Culkin when you're home alone
1:10And I ain't even tryna dog you out
1:11But can you feed a n**ga just a little bone
1:14One of you one of me you and me
1:16We make three or maybe four and just two more just to even score
1:20Step to her had to play chess
1:21Had to hit her with the full press
1:23Then I told her I'd do anything
1:24Just to chat with her for a quick sec'
1:26Let it sit let it process
1:28Then she went and said so yes
1:30Whispered in her ear and told her
1:31Baby I want less drama and more sex but
1:33Miguel：
1:33She said
1:33All of my b**ches got friends yeah
1:38All of my b**ches got friends
1:43And they bad they bad so we good
1:45It's enough for the clique word
1:52All of my b**ches got friends
1:56You don't need to pick nah
1:58All of my b**ches got friends
2:01GoldLink：
2:01Look all of my women got friends
2:01Most of 'em like with a blend
2:03And most of 'em off in the ends
2:05And they don't care who they offend
2:06Look I had a girl who was tatted up
2:08From the neck down she was super crazy
2:10Met a shorty with an ill grammar
2:11Who would fight a lot and she a '90s baby
2:13Complain about me always on the road
2:14And talk to other women and she wanted babies
2:16Had to shake it like a common cold
2:18Then I had a show and then I saw you baby
2:20Then I book you
2:20Now we textin' back to back to back to back with no indication
2:23Now I'm flyin' to you
2:24Takin' you across the world to see a couple different faces
2:26Hood n**ga dreams f**k like movie scenes
2:30Hit it from the back boost your self esteem
2:33Heard you left to visit cuz and them
2:35Reconnectin' with your mom and them
2:36Now you want me to fly to Sweden
2:38After fly you to the Motherland
2:40You was mine and I am yours
2:41And you still mine when I go on tour
2:43I ain't really tryna play no games
2:44I can win the battle you can win the war
2:46I'm just tryna f**k and love you either
2:48On the bed and we can take it to the floor
2:50Crazy how this all started out
2:51'Cause I saw somethin' that I can't ignore
2:53Miguel：
2:53She said
2:53All of my b**ches got friends yeah
2:58All of my b**ches got friends
3:03And they bad they bad so we good
3:05It's enough for the clique word
3:12All of my b**ches got friends
3:15You don't need to pick nah
3:18All of my b**ches got friends
3:21If you and all your girls bad as f**k
3:22Put your hands up
3:23If you and all your girls bad as f**k
3:25Put your hands up
3:26If you and all your girls bad as f**k
3:28Put your hands up
3:30Yup put your hands up
3:31What put your hands up
3:33If you and all your girls bad as f**k
3:35Put your hands up
3:36If you and all your girls bad as f**k
3:38Put your hands up
3:40If you and all your girls bad as f**k
3:42Put your hands up
3:43Yup put your hands up
3:45What put your hands up
She said All of my b**ches got friends yeah All of my b**ches got friends And they bad they bad so we good It's enough for the clique word All of my b**ches got friends You don't need to pick nah All of my b**ches got friends GoldLink： Look I ain't really gotta rap about it I just talk about it 'cause I live it now So let me tell you 'bout this PYT That I seen this week I had to take a bow 5'2" 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 prize Mad as f**k a** fatter than an hammer truck Ask her prolly keep my hammer tucked The type to slide 'em down and then the panties stuck I'll run 'em up wanna kick it with you Get a house and a picket with you Pop up on you at your work place not your birthday Just to let them n**gas know I'm buildin' with you Your best friend always comin' through With that Macaulay Culkin when you're home alone And I ain't even tryna dog you out But can you feed a n**ga just a little bone One of you one of me you and me We make three or maybe four and just two more just to even score Step to her had to play chess Had to hit her with the full press Then I told her I'd do anything Just to chat with her for a quick sec' Let it sit let it process Then she went and said so yes Whispered in her ear and told her Baby I want less drama and more sex but Miguel： She said All of my b**ches got friends yeah All of my b**ches got friends And they bad they bad so we good It's enough for the clique word All of my b**ches got friends You don't need to pick nah All of my b**ches got friends GoldLink： Look all of my women got friends Most of 'em like with a blend And most of 'em off in the 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 an ill grammar Who would fight a lot and she a '90s baby Complain about me always on the road And talk to other women and she wanted babies Had to shake it like a common cold Then I had a show and then I saw you baby Then I book you 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 n**ga dreams f**k like movie scenes Hit it from the back boost your self esteem Heard you left to visit cuz and them Reconnectin' with your mom and them Now you want me to fly to Sweden After fly you to the Motherland You was mine and I am yours And you still mine when I go on tour I ain't really tryna play no games I can win the battle you can win the war I'm just tryna f**k and love you either On the bed and we can take it to the floor Crazy how this all started out 'Cause I saw somethin' that I can't ignore Miguel： She said All of my b**ches got friends yeah All of my b**ches got friends And they bad they bad so we good It's enough for the clique word All of my b**ches got friends You don't need to pick nah All of my b**ches got friends If you and all your girls bad as f**k Put your hands up If you and all your girls bad as f**k Put your hands up If you and all your girls bad as f**k Put your hands up Yup put your hands up What put your hands up If you and all your girls bad as f**k Put your hands up If you and all your girls bad as f**k Put your hands up If you and all your girls bad as f**k Put your hands up Yup put your hands up What put your hands up
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