GoldLink - Got Friends lyrics

[Chorus: Miguel] She said... All of my b**hes got friends, yeah All of my b**hes got friends And they bad, they bad, so we good It's enough for the clique, word All of my b**hes got friends You don't need to pick, nah All of my b**hes got friends [Verse 1: 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**, 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***as 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***a 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 s**," but [Chorus: Miguel] She said... All of my b**hes got friends, yeah All of my b**hes got friends And they bad, they bad, so we good It's enough for the clique, word All of my b**hes got friends You don't need to pick, nah All of my b**hes got friends [Verse 2: 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***a dreams, f** 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** 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 [Chorus: Miguel] She said... All of my b**hes got friends, yeah All of my b**hes got friends And they bad, they bad, so we good It's enough for the clique, word All of my b**hes got friends You don't need to pick, nah All of my b**hes got friends [Outro: Miguel] If you and all your girls bad as f**, put your hands up If you and all your girls bad as f**, put your hands up If you and all your girls bad as f**, put your hands up Yup, put your hands up, what? Put your hands up If you and all your girls bad as f**, put your hands up If you and all your girls bad as f**, put your hands up If you and all your girls bad as f**, put your hands up Yup, put your hands up, what? Put your hands up