Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Best Friend, artist - Saweetie.
Date of issue: 22.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Best Friend |
That my best friend, she a real bad bitch |
Got her own money, she don’t need no nig' |
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks |
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in |
That’s my best friend, she a real bad bitch |
Drive her own car, she don’t need no Lyft |
In the strip club, know my girl gon' tip |
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in |
Beep beep, is that my bestie in a Tessie? |
Fresh blow out, skin on tan, ooh, she ready |
Bitch, you look goodt, with a T at the end |
I’ma hype her every time, that my motherfuckin' friend |
Sh been down since the jellis and the Bobo’s |
Got me steppin' out the Jeep in Manolo’s |
When we pull up to the scene, they be filled with jealousy |
If a bitch get finicky, she gon' bring that energy (Pop-pop-pop) |
I hit her phone with the tea, like, «Bitch, guess what? |
All the rich ass boys wanna fuck on us!» |
All this ass sittin' up, you could look, don’t touch |
In our bag, bust some bands every time we link up |
That my best friend, she a real bad bitch |
Got her own money, she don’t need no nig' |
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks |
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in |
That’s my best friend, she a real bad bitch |
Drive her own car, she don’t need no Lyft |
In the strip club, know my girl gon' tip |
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in |
That my best friend, if you need a freak |
I ain’t dumb, but motherfucker, she my Tweedledee |
If she ride for me (Ride), she don’t need a key |
If you side ways, she straighten you if need to be |
And she so bad that I just can’t take that bitch nowhere |
She off her fish, I said, «Mm-mm, don’t go there» |
Bitch, break her back, she protect and attack |
Get that strap like them buckle, foot on neck, give no air |
Whole world wanna be us |
And my main bitch, she my day-one |
On my way, bitch, let you get drunk |
Let’s celebrate 'cause we the baddest in the club |
That my best friend, she a real bad bitch |
Got her own money, she don’t need no nig' |
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks |
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in |
That’s my best friend, she a real bad bitch |
Drive her own car, she don’t need no Lyft |
In the strip club, know my girl gon' tip |
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in |
Hah, best friend, you the baddest and you know it (You know) |
Uh-oh, girl I think our booty growin' (Ayy, yeah) |
Fuck it up in the mirror, hit them poses (Pose) |
Best friends, and you motherfuckin' glowin' (Woa-oh) |
Best friends, and your wrist look like it’s frozen |
Uh-oh, girl I think our booty growin' (Uh-oh) |
Fuck it up in the mirror, hit them poses (Hit the pose) |
Best friend, you my motherfuckin' soulmate (Soulmate) |