[Intro]
My ghetto love song, hahaha, let's be friends…
(Where my n***as at? Where my b**hes at?
Throw your hands in the air!
Everybody just throw your hands in the air!)
Let's be friends…
(Westside in this motherf**er right here, Westside)
[Verse 1]
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pa** bye, wink in my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? Come get with me and perhaps, lady
You can help me multiply my stacks, baby
Currency seems small, I need companionship
Through with that scandalous sh**, I bet your man ain't sh**
So why you hesitatin', actin' like yo' sh** don't stink?
Check out my diamonds, b**h, everyone gonna blink
This be a thug thang, Outlaw n***a with riches
Cream dreamin', motherf**er, on a mash for b**hes
Check my résumé, sippin' on Cristal and Alize
Smokin' on big weed, keyed the Cali way
Don't like trickin', but I'll buy you a fifth
I can't stand no sneaker-wearin' nappy head b**h
Let my pedigree, re-breed me, they're so cheap
Puttin' b**h-made bustas to sleep with no grief
Mash on my so-called comp – who the man?
While I'm tuggin' on your main b**h hand
Understand this: Ain't no n***a like me, f** Jay Z!
He broke and I smoke daily, baby, let's be friends
[Hook: Singer & (2Pac)]
Let's be friends (Where my n***as at? Come on!)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(All my n***as, where my hoes at?)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends! (Where the b**hes at?
Where the n***as with money? Where you at, baby?)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends (Cash makin' hoes)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes? Let's be friends
[Verse 2]
I met you and I stuttered in pa**ion
Though slightly blinded by that a**
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants
Every time you pa** got me checkin' for you
Hardcore, starin' and watchin'
Me and you, one on one, picture countless options
Was it prophecy? Clear as day, visions on top of me
Erotic, psychotic, we possess bubonics
Far from a crush, I wanna bust your guts and touch
Everything inside you from my head to my nuts
You got me sweatin' like a fat girl goin' for mine
Just a skinny n***a f**in' like she stole my mind
Back in time, I recall how she used to be
I guess money and fame made you used to me
What's up in 9-6? Fine tricks in drag
f** Dre! Tell that b**h he can kiss my a**!
Back to you, my pretty a** caramel queen
Got my hands on your thighs
Now let me in between as friends
[Hook: singer & (2Pac)]
Let's be friends (Westside, motherf**er, right here)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(Westside in this motherf**er)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends (Westside in this motherf**er right here)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(In this motherf**er right here)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes? Let's be friends
[Verse 3]
Can you imagine me in player mode? Rush the tricks
I got 'em ready for a booty call, I f**ed your b**h
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 delicious
Got a weak spot for pretty b**hes up and down
Similar to switches
My movement, baby, let your back get into it
Make it fluid, in and out, all around when a n***a 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 top notch?
f** player hatin' n***as, ‘cause they co*kblock
You probably hate to see a real thug with vision
What's the game? Rather see a n***a up in prison
Why you change?
Made a livin' out of cuss words, liquor and weed
A bad seed turned good, in this world of G's
Baby got me fantasizin' seein' you naked
It's the f** song, so check my record, and let's be friends
Where my n***as at? Show me where my n***as at?
Where my b**hes at? Thug style!
[Hook: singer & (2Pac)]
Let's be friends (Where my n***as at? Where my b**hes at?)
(Throw yo' guns in the air!)
Friends… (My ghetto love song!
It goes on and on and on and on)
Let's be friends (Where my n***as at? Where my b**hes at?)
(Where my n***as at?)
Friends…(Where my n***as at? Where my b**hes at?)
(Where my people at? Let's be…)
[Bridge]
Where my people at? Show me where my people at!
Where my people at? Show me where my people at!
All my n***as now, just my n***as come!
Where my n***as at? Just my n***as now!
Be friends, tell me where my n***as at
Be friends, tell me where my b**hes at
Be friends, tell me where my people at
Be friends, tell me where my b**hes at
Make money, take money, be friends
[Hook: singer & (2Pac)]
Let's be friends (Get your cash on! Let's get dough!)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(C'mon, get your cash on!)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends (C'mon, get your cash on! Let's get paid!)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
Long as you just bring me your friends
(C'mon, get your cash on!)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes? Let's be friends
[Outro]
Make money, take money! (*repeat 5X*)