Letras
Took him to my house, gave him some tea
Sitting him at my table, gave him food to eat
He ate my chicken, drinking my tea
Now he tryna take my woman from me
Do you call that a friend (oh, no, no)
Could he be your friend (oh, no, no)
Should I cut my friend
'Cause my friend tryna do me ill (oh, yeah, yeah)
Smile in my face but he not my friend
He just trying to drink up my gin
When he get drunk off of my gin
He tell my woman to meet him at the Holiday Inn
Do you call that a friend (oh, no, no)
Could that be your friend (oh, no, no)
Should I shot my friend
'Cause my friend tryna do me ill (oh, yeah, yeah)
If I had a bag of dollars, I would give him every dime
'Cause I thought he was a friend of mine
If I had a bag of doughnuts or bag of gold
I won't give him a dime, I do not hold
Do you call that a friend (oh, no, no)
Could that be your friend (oh, no, no)
Should I poison my friend
'Cause my friend is tryna do me I'll (oh, yeah, yeah)
He spank some good, but that's alright, my bad
And a note with "I wish you was died"
In his pocket, root of a tree
I believe his tryna voodoo me
Do you call that a friend (oh, no, no)
Could it be your friend (oh, no, no)
Should I poison my friend
'Cause my friend tryna do me ill (oh, yeah, yeah)
Do you call that a friend (oh, no, no)
Could that be your friend (oh, no, no)
Should I stab my friend
'Cause my friend tryna do me I'll (oh yeah, yeah)
Could that be your friend (no, no)
Should you trust your friend (no, no)
Could that be your own friend (no, no)
Should you trust your friend (no, no)
Uh-huh, friend
You better watch your friend (oh, yeah, yeah-yeah)