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friends - fetty wap lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, god d-mn, yeah

[hook: fetty wap]
2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, hah
if he been riding with you put your mans on, hah
if them n-gg-s down witcha put your camp on, hah
still never trust a soul what i stand for, yeah
why them n-gg-s moving from you with the bands for? ay
that ain’t your homie, why the f-ck they shaking hands for?
yeah, playing funny with my money get your -ss hurt
yeah, before i get you right, get the gas first

[hook: fetty wap]
2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, yeah
if he been riding with you put your mans on, yeah
if them n-gg-s down witcha put your camp on, yeah
still never trust a soul what i stand for, ay
why them n-gg-s moving from you with the bands for? ay
that ain’t your homie, why the f-ck they shaking hands for?
ay, playing funny with my money get your -ss hurt, ay
yeah, before i get you right, get the gas first

[verse 1: juugman]
boss n-gg-, love to see my girl in chanel stunting
me, louis polo collared shirt, checkerboard b-ttons
still in the hood everyday like i ain’t seen nothing
still in the trap everyday, might serve a fiend something
juuging round the zoo, me and zoovie making movies
leaving haters coolie, make ’em wonder how i do it
boss status, foreign automatics, and my body tatted
vvs’s, dollars in my mouth, i’m a money addict
n-gg-s always talking, what they doing? i’m like yeah-yeah
n-gg-s say he got it, still ain’t paid his partner bail yet
me, i eyeball work, i need no scale, i do it well, yeah
play with me, i have your -ss whacked quick, yeah-yeah

[hook: fetty wap]
2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, hah
if he been riding with you put your mans on, hah
if them n-gg-s down witcha put your camp on, hah
still never trust a soul what i stand for, yeah
why them n-gg-s moving from you with the bands for? ay
that ain’t your homie, why the f-ck they shaking hands for?
yeah, playing funny with my money get your -ss hurt
yeah, before i get you right, get the gas first

[verse 2: 4k tayy]
my lifestyle crazy, b-tches wanna have my baby
chasing paper, even when i’m on the lean i’m never lazy
a p-ssy n-gg- play, i’ll send his -ss straight to (?)
keep the glock beside me like (?) these n-gg-s out here shady
mob got me flexing, wap turned me up a notch
everyday different out, different city, different thots
s-x filled shawty, glock 40 in the party
everyday i pop a tab, drink a (?), serving bad
pull up fast, they go fast, in and out, one stop shop
take my b-tch to shop, got it off the block, play with wap
get your top popped
living lavish in expensive fabrics
i ain’t always had
flexing on the old me back in counting on fleek

[hook: fetty wap]
2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on, hah
if he been riding with you put your mans on, hah
if them n-gg-s down witcha put your camp on, hah
still never trust a soul what i stand for, yeah
why them n-gg-s moving from you with the bands for? ay
that ain’t your homie, why the f-ck they shaking hands for?
yeah, playing funny with my money get your -ss hurt
yeah, before i get you right, get the gas first

[verse 3: fetty wap]
zoo gang, we a bunch of young n-gg-s turned millionaires
get it right, young n-gg-s money
finally a street n-gg- flooded out my cuban sh-t be blinding me
four rollies and they iced out, got a shine on me
zoo god, got my 30 cars, it ain’t no (?)
i turn the crib into the gun range if they robbing me
extended clips get extended, his is like a lottery
shorty says she tryna to learn the way i whip that pottery
i love it when she get nasty and make it slobbery
i’m zoovie, i’m from the zoo gang, who is stopping me?
make sure you n-gg-s come correct, you tryna rock with me
a lot of n-gg-s screaming zoo gang and they gon’ rob for free

- fetty wap lyrics

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