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toosii - friend zone lyrics

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[intro]
(youngtn productions)
(let that sh+t ride, eighty8)
(ayo, pluto, you going brazy)
yeah, uh

[chorus]
we in the endzone, she put me in the friendzone
told her i’m sorry, i got no patience, so i gotta get gone
she hate the fact i hang with dope boys and they all got flip phones
she don’t know the place that i come from and all the sh+t i been on
told her i’m sorry, but i gotta run up a check
hoes try to greet me with s+x
you know you my biggest flex
give a f+ck about your ex
all if that n+gga got a problem, tell him he could get on
’cause i been tryna gеt up out the friendzone, oh

[verse 1]
no whitе collar job, but you know i got racks, oh
wanna be your friend forever, i’m tryna hit from the back
and if i ever get in that p+ssy, i’ma dunk it like i’m shaq
i’m no penny hardaway, but i got it the harder way
she know me off all of the g code, i’m on whatever she on
and she always feel like she right so she can never be wrong
told her i’m on top of the world, and i feel like king kong
she know i’m always coming back like we playing ping pong
i give a f+ck about a hater, i erase him
when she drink, don’t do no chasin’
f+ck them hoes ’cause they be hating
you can see the hate be blatant
my heart down in the bas+m+nt, when she touch me, my sh+t drop
we can be for real, we ain’t gotta be love & hip hop
we ain’t gotta be that fake sh+t, you know that i been waiting
so, tell me is you ready, ’cause my loving ain’t basic
girl, you say that you stressing but your life what you make it
and that n+gga the reason why you know what a lame is
[chorus]
we in the endzone, she put me in the friendzone
told her i’m sorry, i got no patience, so i gotta get gone
she hate the fact i hang with dope boys and they all got flip phones
she don’t know the place that i come from and all the sh+t i been on
told her i’m sorry, but i gotta run up a check
hoes try to greet me with s+x
you know you my biggest flex
give a f+ck about your ex
all if that n+gga got a problem, tell him he could get on
’cause i been tryna get up out the friendzone, oh

[verse 2]
no, i ain’t your side n+gga, don’t [?] with him
i’m just a friend, you know how i keep it with my hitters
won’t talk about your man ’cause i know you gon’ side with him
even though that n+gga ain’t sh+t, you probably gon’ die with him
you know it’s a cold game, i’ma blow like propane
and i don’t need for you to be around and be no no+name
you telling me go with my hoes, but i know these hoes change
and i ain’t ’bout to be ’round no b+tch and give her no fame
me and you like martin, gina
i really get racks, serena
f+ck that b+tch, i ain’t never seen her
you know that i ain’t a cheater
young n+gga the don of my section, i been a leader
when we in the bed the only time i’ma beat you
you done seen enough, i done did enough
so, baby, tell me what’s up, is we f+cking around or what?
you could say the word, you f+ck with that clown or what?
tell me, is you gon’ let me put it down or what?
[chorus]
we in the endzone, she put me in the friendzone
told her i’m sorry, i got no patience, so i gotta get gone
she hate the fact i hang with dope boys and they all got flip phones
she don’t know the place that i come from and all the sh+t i been on
told her i’m sorry, but i gotta run up a check
hoes try to greet me with s+x
you know you my biggest flex
give a f+ck about your ex
all if that n+gga got a problem, tell him he could get on
’cause i been tryna get up out the friendzone, oh



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