2pac - Friends

[2Pac]

Approach you and post a minute,
armin' my Double-R tentent,
as you pass by, wake my eye,
freshly sented... what's the hap
baby (what's up?), come get with me,
and perhaps lady, you can help me multiply my stacks baby...
come and see me ball, I need companionship,
thru with that scandalouz shit, I bet yo man ain't shit...
so why you hesitating, actin' like yo shit don't stink,
check out my dime and bitch let me walk on blink...
it be a Thug thang, Outlaw nigga with riches,
scream dreamin' muthafucka on the mash for bitches...
and my resume, sippin' on Crisp Style and Alize,
smokin' on big weed and keys the Cali way...
don't like trickin' but I'll uby you a pic,
I can't no sneaker waerin' nappy head bitch...
let my pedigree, read free, this O.G puttin' bitch
made bustas to sleep, with no grief...
mash on my so called car,
who the man while I'm thuggin' on yo man bitch hand (westside)...
understand this, ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z,
he broke and I smoke daily, baby let's be friends...

[Chours ]

[2Pac}

I met you when I studdered and passed you,
but now you blinded, it's hard to keep my dick in my pants...
every time you pass got me checkin' for you hardcore,
staring and watching, me and you one on one, picture countless option...
what's the prophecy, clear as day, visions on top of me, erotic, physcotic,
with possed by body, far from a crutch, I wanna bust yo guts,
and touch everything inside of you from my head to my nuts...
you got sweatin' like a fat girl, going for mine, just a skinny nigga
fuckin' like she stole my mind...
back in time, I'll be call, how she used to be,
I guess money and fame major use to me...
what's up in 9-6, Mobb Tricks in drag, fuck Dre tell that bitch he can kiss my ass...
back to you, my pretty ass caramel queen got my hand on yo thigh,
now let me in between...
and friends...

[Chours ]

[2Pac]

Can you imagine me in playa mode, rush the tricks,
I gotta get ready for a booty call, I fucked yo bitch...
was it me or the fame, my dick or the game,
bet I screamed Westside when I came...
scream my name, cause baby it's the little ghetto weak spot,
for freein' bitches up and down, similar to switches...
my movement, baby let yo back dip into it,
make it flent, in and out all around when a nigga do it...
you got me high, let me come inside,
I love it when you get on top, baby let me ride...
who wanna stop me, am I totch notch,
fuck playa hatin' niggas cause they cock block...