Freddie Gibbs - Best Friend lyrics

Uh yeah
They say "Fred you love these
Hoes" I say "for sure"
Love the way they bring Hennessey
Dank and dollars through my door
They say "Fred you love these
Hoes" I say "for sure"
Love the way they bring Hennessey- uh
Yeah

They say "Fred you love these
Hoes" I say "for sure"
Love the way they bring Hennessey
Dank and dollars through my door
Plus I love that she get up and
Go to work from 8 to 4
While she punchin' the clock I'm clockin'
A knot up out that hoe
And plus my girl got a girlfriend
But I'm literally just some 'ish
She like to bring around
I knew she was feeling me
Started slammin' now she feeling like
She sorta my girl too
She run her mouth now I know
Everything that my girl do serve you
With this dick while I was
Getting my cruise on
I park my Cadillac before I tapped and
Kept my cap and my shoes on
Cause brain and a new pair of
J's- ain't nothing like it
Don't fuck with Filas or Reeboks I
Strictly Chuck it or Nike
When I'm flying into town she pick
Me up from the port
All my best bitches make my breakfast
With no pork on the fork
It's Mr hazy Addict Fred
Straight turkey bacon and eggs
Chicken sausage in my omelet pull
Plenty pussy no problems gangsta Gibbs

I know everything she feel
And what she thinking
Cause I was fucking with her best friend
Every time a nigga leave
She think I'm creeping
Cause I was fucking with her best friend
When she alone she call my number
She say I'm something like her best friend
If she tell you you her one and only lover
She might be fucking with your best friend

And we stay on all Kush and Henny
Slaying other peoples pussy like
I'm KG Trechoveny
I got purp so after work she come
Straight through and twist a blizzy
Cop a 50 of that sticky then she
Smoke half of it with me
Got a good job in the city
But she fuck with me dog
She been trying out for my team
But I keep brushing her off
Not the one that's gon' take you I'd
Be broke as fuck in the mall
Got a resentment for commitment I
Ain't cuffin' at all
She wanna fuck the Gibbs
Fam straight slammin' clit
We take 'em straight up to the suite
If they can handle the dick
And if they don't be talking shit then
We might let them hoes kick it
Keep some shit for y'all to sniff and
A pack of them gold tickets
"Hoe you trippin'" broke your heart she
Running trains at the Ramada
Got you niggas short of breath just like
A fish fresh out the water
Leave you smarter, dickin' daughters
Pimpin' harder than you rookies
We gon' leave the parking lot and
Throw a party in that pussy
That's for sho'

I know everything she feel
And what she thinking
Cause I was fucking with her best friend
Every time a nigga leave
She think I'm creeping
Cause I was fucking with her best friend
When she alone she call my number
She say I'm something like her best friend
If she tell you you her one and only lover
She might be fucking with your best friend

Oh that bitch that called last night?
I don't even know her
Cause I was fucking with her best friend
Seen me what? At the mother fuckin'
Store? With a bitch? Nahhh
Cause I was fucking with her best friend
Nahhhh, nahhh I wasn't with that bitch
I was with your girl
I was with your old girl
She say I'm something like her best friend
That wasn't me that was
Rock fucking them hoes
The bitch got weed smoke