oh, who hoo hoo

live from the crazy house

you heard that shit nigga

live from the crazy house

yo that nigga be crazy as hell



(hey yo, what you doing with that big ass nigga anyway ?)

my ghetto love song

(set it off, set it off)

lets be friends



mixed together:

(where my niggaz at, where my niggaz, where my niggaz, where my niggaz, where my niggaz at)

(where my real niggaz at, all my real niggaz, throw you mother fucking hands up)

(c'mon, lets go, lets go, lets go, lets see you throw you hands in the air, throw em, throw em, throw em)

(west side in this mother fucker right here, west side)

(throw you hands in the air, let me see you just throw you hands in the air)



[Verse 1]

approach you and posed a minute

all on my double R tinted

as you pass bye

winkin' my eye

freshly scented

what's the haps baby, look

get with me and perhaps lady

you can help me multiply my stacks baby

currency seems small I need companionship

do with that scandalous shit

I bet your man ain't shit

so why you hesitating, actin' like your shit don't stink

check out my diamonds

bitch everyone gon' blink

this be a thug thing, outlaw

nigga with riches cream dreamin' mutha fucka

on a mash for bitches

check my resume, sippin' on crystal and alize

smoking on big weed, key'd the Cali way

don't like trickin' but I'll buy you a fit

I can't stand no sneaker wearing, nappy haired bitch

let my pedigree read briefly

their so cheap

puttin bitch made bustas to sleep with no grief

mash on my so called car

who the man while I'm tuggin' on your main bitch hand

(west side)

understand this, ain't no nigga like me

fuck Jay-Z

he broke and I smoke dearly

(C'mon y'all)

baby lets be friends



[Chorus]

lets be friends

(where my niggaz at c'mon)

you ain't gotta by my man at all

as long as you just give me your

friends

(all my niggaz c'mon)

while you trickin' on them other hoes

lets be friends

(where the bitches that want a nigga with money, where you at baby?)

(hu, huh)

Lets be friends

you ain't gotta by my man at all

as long as you just give me your

friends

(cash making hoe's)

while you trickin' on them other hoes

lets be ...



[Verse 2]

I met you and I stuttered in passion

though slightly blinded

but at last, it was hard to keep my dick in my pants

every time you pass, got me checking for you hardcore

staring and watching

me and you

one on one, picture countless options

was it prophecy, clear as day ?

visions on top of me

erotic, psychotic, would possess my body

far from a crush

I wanna bust your guts

and touch everything inside you, from my head to my nuts

you got my sweatin' like a fat girl going for mine

just a skinny nigga fuckin like she stole my mind

back in time, I recall how she used to be

I guess

money and fame made ya used to me

what's up in 96 ?

lying tricks in drag

fuck Dre

tell that bitch he can kiss my ass

back to you

my pretty ass, caramal queen

got my hands on your thighs

now let me in between

as friends



[Chorus]

lets be friends

(west side in this mother fucker right here)

You ain't gotta by my man at all

as long as you just give me your

friends

(west side in this mother fucker)

while you trickin' on them other hoes

lets be friends

(west side in this mother fucker right here)

Lets be friends

You ain't gotta by my man at all

as long as you just give me your

friends

(in this mother fucker right here)

while you trickin' on them other hoes



[Verse 3]

can you image in me in player mode ?

rush the tricks

I got em, ready for a booty call

I fucked your bitch

was it me or the fame ?

my dick or the game ?

bet I screamed west side when I came

(WESTSIIIIDE!)

scream my name

cause baby it's delicious

got a weak spot for pretty bitches

up and down, similar to switches

my movement, baby let your back dip into it

make it fluent

in and out, all around when a nigga do it

you got me high, let me come inside

love it when you get on top, baby let me ride

who wanna stop me ?

in my top notch

fucking player hating niggaz cause they cock block

you probably hate to see a real thug envisioned with the game

rather see a nigga up in prison, why you change ?

made a living out of cuss words, liquor and weed

a bad seed turned good, in this world of g's

baby got me fantasizing of seeing you naked

it's a fuck song, so check my record

and let me friends



where my niggaz at?

(ahahahaha)

show me where my niggaz at

where my bitches at?

thugstyle



lets be friends

where my niggaz at ?

(huh,huh)

where my bitches at ?

throw your guns in the air

friends

my ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on and on

lets be friends

where my niggaz at ?

(huh,huh)

where my bitches at ?

where my niggaz at ?

friends

where my niggaz at ?

where my bitches at ?

where my people at ? Lets be

where my people at?, Show me where my people at.

where my people at?, Show me where my people at.

where my people at?, Show me where my people at.

all my niggaz now, just my niggaz come.

where my niggaz at ?

just my niggaz now.

be friends, tell me where my niggaz at ?

be friends, tell me where my bitches at ?

be friends, tell me where my people at ?

make money, take money

be friends



[Chorus]

Friends

(get your cash on)

(lets get money)

You ain't gotta by my man at all

as long as you just give me your

friends

(c'mon, get your cash on)

while you trickin' on them other hoes

(lets get paid)

lets be friends

(c'mon, get your cash on)

You ain't gotta by my man at all

(lets get paid)

as long as you just give me your

friends

(c'mon, get your cash on)

while you trickin' on them other hoes

(lets get paid)

make money, take money

make money, take money

make money, take money

make money, take money