Lyrics Friend Zone - Blaq Tuxedo

Friend Zone - Blaq Tuxedo
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Song from the album: ABA (Art By Accident)
In the genre:Рэп и хип-хоп
Release date:25.05.2017
Song language:English
Record label:EMPIRE, Future Heroes
Age restrictions: 18+

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Friend Zone
You in the friend zone
You in the friend zone
I’m in the end zone
She ain’t got no pants on
She FaceTimin', callin' me papi
FaceTime, she givin' me sloppy
She FaceTimin', callin' me papi
FaceTime, she givin' me sloppy
You in the friend zone
You in the friend zone
I’m in the end zone
She ain’t got no pants on
She FaceTimin', callin' me papi
FaceTime, she givin' me sloppy
She FaceTimin', callin' me papi
FaceTime, she givin' me sloppy
Always had the craze, always, always had to stay, stay
Always with my game, know them niggas die for me
I’m bossy, I’m saucey, I’m flossy
I know these niggas gon' copy
Ain’t no way that we the same
We keep it lit, we the flame
I keep dime, nigga, that’s loose change
We on top of the food chain
Everyday game day
Everyday game day
Everyday pay day
You niggas afraid
You niggas too late
You in the friend zone
You in the friend zone
I’m in the end zone
She ain’t got no pants on
She FaceTimin', callin' me papi
FaceTime, she givin' me sloppy
She FaceTimin', callin' me papi
FaceTime, she givin' me sloppy
You in the friend zone
You in the friend zone
I’m in the end zone
She ain’t got no pants on
She FaceTimin', callin' me papi
FaceTime, she givin' me sloppy
She FaceTimin', callin' me papi
FaceTime, she givin' me sloppy
You niggas did not go
You niggas sellin' your souls
Boy, I can never go cold
She keep it 100, you don’t
It’s time, I get paid what I owed
'Cause we all carry the load
'Bout to go Super Sam Four
'Bout to power up on you hoes
Fuck it, you know that we independent nigga
Master P, ain’t no fuckin' limit
All you niggas gimmicks, all you niggas finished
I’m the fuckin' realest
I am the fire man
Y’all need to retire, man
Girl, you should eat ratchet plans
It’s your only change
Got 100 bands in a rubber band and you know it
You in the friend zone
You in the friend zone
I’m in the end zone
She ain’t got no pants on
She FaceTimin', callin' me papi
FaceTime, she givin' me sloppy
She FaceTimin', callin' me papi
FaceTime, she givin' me sloppy
You in the friend zone
You in the friend zone
I’m in the end zone
She ain’t got no pants on
She FaceTimin', callin' me papi
FaceTime, she givin' me sloppy
She FaceTimin', callin' me papi
FaceTime, she givin' me sloppy

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