Bun B - Little Friend lyrics

[Intro] Okay f** it, I don't care The appeal When I f**in' came to this f**in' country All I had was a dollar and a dream [Verse 1] We need more Rosé My b**hes gettin' thirsty My words like New Years Christmas came early Got these b**hes urling, my earring's perfect My left pinky finger rollin' like George Gervin My name ain't Ervin but call me Magic Abra cadabra, top off the Phathom 458 Italia, first in the states Out of town plates, just to make it look great I need a haircut plus a carwash I get out the car and they take their bra's off See I fought the law and the f**in' law won Came back on appeal wanna new outcome Overload your eardrums, hear it hear it come Income income, go and get you sum Say bye to the Bad guy Wave bye to the Bad guy Gucci Mane the bad guy Yes, I am the Bad guy Wave bye to the Bad guy [Refrain] I came to this country with a dollar and a dream And a choppa and a team full of k**as, what you mean I'm a bad guy, bad guy from start til the end Say hello to my little friend I could've been a doctor, should've been a lawyer I go to court so much I could've been my own employer I'mma die a dope boy, always been a hustler Started off custom now I say hello to my little friend I got sixty racks layin' on the floor in Magic City Like Samuel L Jackson I think it's time for k**in' I touched his wife titty and the n***a start trippin' That ain't proper etiquette you see the b**h strippin' AR-15 ripped his a** into pieces Don't get it twisted think it's all about the pieces And all about the bracelets I'm still fighting cases Ten thousand for the gla**es Diamonds in they faces Your own blood taste it We stomp you till you tasteless My t-shirt ain't tailored You read what is said, b**h Brick squad bossman off with you head, b**h Run for the exit They shootin' inside here Parking lot gun fight bodies outside here Police best bet come with the riot gear Soldiers down to die here Move to America Dollar and a dream and a donor picture, tear it up