Rick Ross
Lil Wayne & Rick Ross & Drake & DJ Khaled - No New Friends songtekst
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Stay down with my day one niggas, and we in the club screaming No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new Still here with my day one niggas, so you hear me say No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new I still ride with my day one niggas, I don't really need No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new I stay down from day one so I say fuck all y'all niggas except my niggas fuck all y'all niggas except my niggas one more time Fuck all y'all niggas except my niggas fuck all y'all niggas Stay down from day one, so I say (Fuck your fake friends where your real friends at?) ah, man this shit so ill that we had to restart it H-town my second home like I'm James Harden Money counter go brrr when you selling out the garden Four car garage, porn star minaj Birdman go brrr cause he know this shit retarded Fuck her on the floor before we make it to the bed Switch your ass really comes started from the bottom, yes lord OVO sound man I'm proud of my niggas, Knew we would make it never doubted my niggas All my bitches love me If I had a baby mama she would probably be richer then a lot of you niggas That's luxury dawg, day one niggas you're stuck with me dawg Ever since YouTube niggas been calling me the leader of the new school Fuck with me dawg, yeah Your bitch all in my photographs, ho niggas got hate for me Big homies all certified, nothing niggas gon' take from me Follow codes, study game, feed fam nigga fuck fame All black my whip foreign, these bad hoes keep tiptoeing Down in turks and caicos, dope boy that's my dress code All I hug is blood nigga, Khaled that's my flesh though All I want is love nigga, money bring that stress though Smoke good I love life, strip club like every night Every night my same niggas day one straight menace Rosé I'm here with my niggas, I'm too hot to be friendly They throw dirt on my name, well that's why they still dig me And I'm tired of all this hating, I thank God for my patience I thank God for my homies I wish we could trade places Bitch we good fellas, boy all them niggas with you they just Paul bearers and if we ball catch us Remember sip slow, live fast Young Money stay young I been Cash Money since day one Tunechi