Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Good Friend, artist - Kutt Calhoun. Album song Feature Presentation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.10.2008
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Good Friend |
| girl: what up baby |
| Kutt: what’s up with ya |
| girl: he done hit me again sweetie |
| Kutt: shit, where he at? |
| Girl: he in the kitchen. |
| let’s meet up at the spot |
| Kutt: alright I’ll be there in 15 minutes baby don’t you worry |
| Girl: yeah |
| while you in the kitchen pourin the liquor with no suspicion |
| that women you was just hittin’s on a mission |
| who you think she be callin on, me |
| when you push her she fallin on me |
| i’m the cat that be with her, you the one she runnin from |
| see she told bout your short fuse temper, the soars you give her |
| will heal but she will always remember |
| how you blatantly use her as a punchin bag, YOU GOT INSECURITIES |
| a prisoner in her house but i be givin her immunity |
| you ain’t knowin you got a bad muthafucka |
| a nigga would love to have type of lova |
| well maybe it’s that you do know |
| wonderin how the hell she got what you’ve blown |
| that’s probably why you keep her feelin too low to go |
| you too rapped up in yourself homeboy with your lavish rides |
| and jewelery, narcissism ain’t got nothin to do with the |
| way that I put the twist on her, EVERYTIME YOU PICTURE HER |
| she hit me in the second that you leave, i come to pick her up because |
| I’m your, (I'm your) |
| lady’s, (lady's) |
| bestest, (bestest) |
| good friend |
| yes i be sleepin wit her, on the low be creepin wit her |
| while you trippin, beefin wit her, that’s why i be deep up in her, you know |
| I’m your, (I'm your) |
| lady’s, (lady's) |
| bestest, (bestest) |
| good friend |
| hey, cuz when she be wit you, baby think of me |
| probably why your woman wanna be wit me |
| girl: what’s up Kutt Throat |
| Kutt: what’s up baby |
| girl: i’ll be there in like 5 baby |
| Kutt: alright i’m already here. |
| i’ll be lookin out for you |
| Girl: yeah look for me |
| she done told me bout your lack in the package and how you wack in the sac |
| can’t keep a woody cuz off of that yak |
| she ain’t tell ya how i fattened her assets and how i captured that classic |
| facial expressions when she bustin orgasmic |
| acrobatics on the top of the mattress crackin the headboard |
| this is what you’d hear if you was next door, she be screamin |
| smoke a cigarette and then we fall asleep (fall asleep) |
| i’ll have her home by the top of the mornin |
| before you get home from wit your boys doin some late night whorin |
| you don’t know what she been through, I cut her like a ginsu |
| you hug her and she tellin you she missed you |
| i can only laugh at the fact that you feelin you always get away with murder |
| and you serious, nigga, but now i’m here to say |
| keep on being oblivious, not knowin your chick is with a real ass nigga |
| and try and picture this (picture this) |
| I’m your, (I'm your) |
| lady’s, (lady's) |
| bestest, (bestest) |
| good friend |
| yes i be sleepin wit her, on the low be creepin wit her |
| while you trippin, beefin wit her, that’s why i be deep up in her, because |
| I’m your, (I'm your) |
| lady’s, (lady's) |
| bestest, (bestest) |
| good friend |
| yo, cuz when she be wit you, baby think of me |
| probably why your woman wanna be wit me |
| girl: what’s up Kutt baby, I see you over there in the truck |
| Kutt: well hurry up and bring your ass over here girl |
| girl: here I come |
| Kutt: come on |
| now your girl is lookin fine man, she’s all in my range |
| and the seat is bout to recline man |
| i’m takin pictures wit my cellular, she’s doin what I’ll tellin her |
| and i ain’t gotta tell ya how it’s wet enough |
| then again, you wouldn’t know cuz you don’t get that lucky |
| and you don’t suck see, that’s when i proceed |
| to give your woman donkey love and bucked naked monkey love |
| and make you grab your pistol playa partna i don’t want you woman |
| i’m just the opposite of what you lackin |
| cuz you wear Lifestyles and i wear Magnums |
| it’s clear that she ain’t feelin you, it’s been about a year or two |
| you pull it out and that is when you kill the mood |
| but listen, i drop her off when you there and you get to fussin |
| that when i tell you homie I’m her cousin man |
| you fell for the scandal unaware that just an hour ago |
| she was grabbin the oh shit handles (OH SHIT) |
| I’m your, (I'm your) |
| lady’s, (lady's) |
| bestest, (bestest) |
| good friend |
| yes i be sleepin wit her, on the low be creepin wit her |
| while you trippin, beefin wit her, that’s why i be deep up in her, ya see |
| I’m your, (I'm your) |
| lady’s, (lady's) |
| bestest, (bestest) |
| good friend |
| that’s why, cuz when she be wit you, baby think of me |
| probably why your woman wanna be wit me |
| she do, yes she do, yes she do |
| she do, yes she do, yes she do (that's right) |
| insecure ass niggas, don’t even know how to keep a lady |
| next thang you know, she phonin up these gangsta man |
| (laughs) wise up nigga, stupid ass man |