friends like you. And I know that I can ALWAYS COUNT ON YOU! Even when it's ten on two. Even when it's ten on two! Friends Like You
I'll take a ride on the wild side You were so full of yourself But damn, were you cute as well You liked my legs, I liked your moves Anyone could tell
at your side If you feel like you're alone And you've nowhere to turn I'll be at your side I'll be at your side I'll be at your side There's no need
You better be careful where you go You better be careful what you do You better be careful who you choose You better be careful who you use What
to the reservation De funk the pistol that you pay for This punk the feeling that you stay for In time I want to be your best friend East side love
bitch like that on a pimp team It's after midnight, can't find the right women Can't be slippin' while you're late night pimpin' Way too many niggas got stuck like
'll leave you standing there mad as that You can rap your best that's what you do You just can't hang and you know its true Like a homeboy said its one
jelly I'll chase you like Chevy If you ain't afraid to get messy If you know the game Then I'll let you call the shots like a referee, yeah Now I'm
sharpened, like city lights stay throbbin You either make a way or stay sobbin, the Shiny Apple is bruised but sweet and if you choose to eat You could lose your
got jaguars My garage look like a zoo Middle finger up for the haters Hope the hater here isn't you Super cool, that's real cool You can feel like you gotta friend
the side on the barrel The unseen What I mean Remember (? ? ) Leavin' niggas on the scene like vegetables And next you know Fuckin' with the thug (? ? ) of blood Put you like
jaguars my garage look like a zoo middle finger up for the haters hope the hater here isn't you super cool, thats real cool you can feel like you gotta friend
fire two, then burst shit that's what happen when you thrust You think you comin' home, but you meetin' chrome You really thought you had the throne, 'cuz you
one Sure, what we do is fun And I love how you use your tounge But baby this what I do for fun One night, you can choose you one I hate to bruse
coopin', you can call me Uncle Snoopy Don't worry about your circumstances Take your chances, still from the B, L, B, C For you are the C Haler at you
you to the year two thou' How you like me now? Keep servin' you with the pow No time to think, my instinct's do or die When I ride for the West Side
