She Got a Friend

[Intro]

Take it, FATBOI

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

She got a friend, she got a friend

He ain't who he say he is, he ain't who he say he is

I can be your friend, I can be your friend

Ride in my Mercedes-Benz, you could be my lady friend

Babygirl, get in, babygirl, get in

He ain't who he say he is, he ain't who he say he is

I can be your friend, I can be your friend

Ride in my Mercedes-Benz, you could be my lady friend

Babygirl, get in

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

911 emergency, drop top Benz is burgundy

Your girl have just been stolen from you, call that shit a burglary

Hard top Lambo' earlier, drop to Beamer later, though

Chevy 'Vette with stupid feet, got your wifey buckin’, see

Stupid crib, it’s stupid big, Gucci Mane, that's how I live

So Icey is what I am, but he is not who he say he is

Think a minute, baby, I get money every single minute

Even when I'm sleepin', money climbin', creepin', makin' entrance

Said she got a boyfriend, but he ain't the kid tho

Neck cold, wrist cold, diamonds in my earlobe

Don P for breakfast, Rozay for lunch

Cristal for dinner, appetizer, thirty blunts

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

She got a friend, she got a friend

He ain't who he say he is, he ain't who he say he is

I can be your friend, I can be your friend

Ride in my Mercedes-Benz, you could be my lady friend

Babygirl, get in, babygirl, get in

He ain't who he say he is, he ain't who he say he is

I can be your friend, I can be your friend

Ride in my Mercedes-Benz, you could be my lady friend

Babygirl, get in

[Verse 2: Juelz Santana]

That's how I'm on it, hatin', I don't condone it

I don't want to keep your girl, I just borrowed her for a moment

Bitch, tell your man I'll blam him with this damn hammer

Fly, Soulja Boy, Gucci bandana Santana

I'm not attached to that, you can have her back

But after this, she probably don't want go back to that

Splashy flashy, I'm ballin' like a athlete

Belly phantom Corvette, that just get them all wet

All white flee of cars, lookin' so classy

Comin' through lookin' like I just got married

Black, white, all races, I just like 'em nasty

She's Indian? Ok, well, I fuck her like an Apache

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

She got a friend, she got a friend

He ain't who he say he is, he ain't who he say he is

I can be your friend, I can be your friend

Ride in my Mercedes-Benz, you could be my lady friend

Babygirl, get in, babygirl, get in

He ain't who he say he is, he ain't who he say he is

I can be your friend, I can be your friend

Ride in my Mercedes-Benz, you could be my lady friend

Babygirl, get in