Queen Latifah, Salt-N-Pepa, Mad Lion - Friends lyrics

Oh someone go on like them ya born
To find if I bought them born for prime star
They are my friend, or they are my enemy
So you call them frienemy, understand me
We don't have no time for
Playin' so you know what yeah, scream out
Come lay down Salt and Pepa is a team
Mad Lion representin' VP, you know how we do
You 'bout to say to yourself, what what
Say one, then some
The paper, can't understand, uh
One degree says, she can't understand
Oh some friend come, wait, you been scammed
The thing that everone thought
Bought the Mr lover some

Queen, honey bee wannabes
They want to be in front of me
But it ain't no run in me
That's word to my son and me
Now you wanna be family cuz
You see the Grammies (yeah)
Playin' me close, ask me where's my man
How's my man
Sandy be damned be, I keeps the cheese handy
Got the trap for you rats
Come strapped with the gammy
Jealousy be swellin' me, word
So I had to charge 'em at will
And leave a bill, like Bellamy
What are you tellin' me
Don't let me catch a felony
People trip out, bring out the hell in me
But I stay paid in full, faithful
And always grateful
Stay on guard, praise God, pity the hateful

Said why you gotta be like that, uh
We make your money, bought you
Watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna play the games we play
Only man, finds his car fade away, hey
Why you gotta be like that, uh
Only one-ninety people stepped back, uh

Friends to the end for the ends did ya favors
Damn, why you wanna stick me for my papers

Would have gave you the world now
You can't catch a crumb
How you bum-bum-bitty come so dumb dumb
Remember when you was all busted, broke down
Beat up even kept you as a friend when
You stole to stay steed-up
Wanna be down with my business, we meet up
Schemin' like a demon on the
Couch with your feet up
Playin' like a summer may stain by far
Got mad I had the juice so
You tried to take the jar
I feel for you, yes, I do
No fame, no crew, now what you gon' do, Boo
He say, she say, we say, why say
The fly-ways my way
The try fray, hit the highway

Say one, then some
The paper, can't understand, uh
One degree says, she can't understand
Oh some friend come, wait, you been scammed
The thing that everone thought
Bought the Mr lover some
Said why you gotta be like that, uh
We make your money, bought you
Watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna play the games we play
Only man, finds his car fade away, hey

You smile in my face but all the
While you wanna take my place
Put it on a paper chase and
You can't keep my pace
You're jealous cuz I'm this
Shit and you ain't far as I'm concerned
I don't know you from a can of paint
(Hey yo, who you)
No time to worry about who likes me
Who didn't invite me
Behind my back callin' me shysty
That don't excite me
Backstabbers keepin' that he said
She said runnin' always in my business
I leave when I see you comin'
(Yo, I'm out) see you got the game twisted
I could care less
My house is bought and paid
For, your rent's due, you're stressed
Nevertheless, you wanna keep some
Drama on blast
But I don't worry cuz I'm quick
To come and check that ass

They're spine behind your face
But meantime, they wanna take your place
Those back-stabbers, hey back-stabbers

Sandra "Pepa" Denton &
Cheryl "Salt" James:

Check it
Everybody sees you as preemy and teeny
You see me in 3-D, and need me like a genie
All your wishes are washed up like lock up
We need to write a book
Called Shit That Botched Up
One thing that Sandi can't understand
The all the world jet but
See a plentiful of hands
So tell me, how can we shake 'em
Firmly you break 'em
Get 'em hot, and bake 'em
Run to miss 'em, i may say
Chase me cuz I don't chase them, chill
In fact like friends we are family
With a bill attatched
Pep's that green-eyed monster
Make them ill and that
Well if envy ever tempt me
Salt steer me back

Said why you gotta be like that, uh
We make your money, bought you
Watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna play the games we play
Only man, finds his car fade away, hey
Never never, never should you get paper
Think you better, better, get up
Get up this place
Some new, shit, on my tounge and lip
Only one time, then, I will be done with it
Go some will get with it
Some will get wrecked with it
Some will host and they claim, that they say
We did you faced it and if you why
Sack and I messed with
His name was ah uh huh uh huh
Forget this shit mad Lion is sick
No bed could get up in this re-lyrical
Full of new time threat, hey
I got my rhymes and the national anthem
Got more rhymes than either Oleen or Tonet
Got more rhymes than they made us sweat
Of a nigga, of a crooked
Waitin' for the damn check, uh
But let's not forget the, back-biters is
The name of this set, uh
All the people, and we know you bite mine
Soldier people shall shine
Yo' come in the next track, up this