Golden Friends

[Hook: Cynthia Fee]

Thank you for being a friend

Travelled down the road and back again

Your heart is true, you’re a pal and a confidant

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]

Killa season has returned y'all

Wanna say thank you

To that cocaina

That coke I got off the boat

That I made float, then copped that Beamer

Over her I cock the Nina

Load the 9 or swerve the Tommy, and yes, I love her

Got my mother out the gutter, word to mommy

Where your real friends at?

Poverty, put an end to that

You ain’t got it, they don’t come around

Only come around for your income tax, but...

Shout your homeboy or your homegirl

That know your game

That let you hold they car

Claim the kids, put your phone in they name

True, they're along for the ride with ya

Even when you’re dead wrong

Right by your side with ya

In the club, bump, ya'll pose for the right pictures

Somebody act, they're down to fight with ya

I held his kicks, he let me hug his chicks

Oh, pardon me y'all I’m just talkin 'bout Huddy 6

So if you're with your girlfriend, wake up your eye

And if you're with your homeboy, put a drink in the sky

[Bridge]

High fives (high fives)

High fives (high fives)

High fives (high fives)

Now tell 'em this...

[Hook: Cynthia Fee]

Thank you for being a friend

Travelled down the road and back again

Your heart is true, you’re a pal and a confidant

[Verse 2: Cam'ron]

Thanks to British, he’s some other guy, word

We make mothers cry

Had to sing their sons a lullaby, whoa

Alibis, alibis, we kept more than one

Wet T-shirt, no water gun

He a business man, now all are young (yes, he is)

Grandma raised me, Lennox Ave took it over, though

Thanks to Zekey, he kept my pockets on overflow

Un gave me my first deal, Benz gave me my first wheels

But thanks to Hector Garcia Sr. – gave me my first meal (gracias, papi)

Wanna thank God, my Lord and savior looking over me (looking over me)

Thanks to Tanya, for years I tore up her ovaries (what up, girl?)

Thanks east, west, north, south, overseas (Peru)

No thanks to these rats that think you owe'em cheese

But you're with your girlfriend, start swinging your hair

If you're with your real piece, put a ring in the air

[Bridge]

High fives (high fives)

High fives (high fives)

High fives (high fives)

Now tell 'em this...

[Hook: Cynthia Fee]

Thank you for being a friend

Travelled down the road and back again

Your heart is true, you’re a pal and a confidant