*** Friends - Lyrics - Camoflauge

Saay there look here lil momma come here, what yo name is I got a man! you got a man oh yo name you got a man well look here I'm Camoflauge (oh yeah) *** I - I ain't tryin to be your man I just wanna be your friend oh really Saay there lil momma what your name n *** I'ma get strait to the point I ain't with no gangs n *** I wanna be your friend, you gots a baby in the pen Hit a *** up, I'll come through on ya and slide in Oh you gotta man, well thats cool I ain't tryin to be that F**k friends you never been wit me and you can be that I ain't kissin and tellin like kelly baby we can keep it on the down low You down for what I'm down fo, late night creepin Yo *** won't even suspect you cheatin And if I see you on the streets I ain't lookin or speakin But when we meetin we freakin and thats fo sho oh And we can keep it on the low, ain't nobody gots to know Tell yo *** that your going out with ya homegirls Cause tonight me and you gon get off in our own world Get a suite, blow on a sweet, tear up the sheets And if you want to we can do this *** again next week (Chorus:) (4X) Lets be f**k friends you and I la da da on the low creepin cheatin (la ra ra ra ra da) can we play tonight (i wanna know) Miss hot lil momma whats happenin Ain't you camo- yeah I be rappin How bout you forget all that yappin and put your number on the napkin and let me call you Ecstasy swisher sweet alcohol ya and if the head right, the *** tight baby I'll sprawl you oh I gotta man thats cool I see his name tattooed on your *** here go my beeper number just hit me and we can roll out, get drove out, get a mo-out 204 real low, nobody gotta know Park your Honda in WalMart parking lot in front of the store Jump in wit me hit the highway to the room we go Oh no I need to get a box of rubbers so I can get the throat then jump in the covers Shower up and drop you off so you can get wit yo lover Call me up later baby girl when your ready to f**k a-gain Hit the weed smash off in the wind Hey lil momma lets play (Chorus) Baby girl can we kick it, I'm sorry if I'm too explicit Visions of you with out no clothes on got me dizzy I like yo size, the look in yo eyes that thing between yo thighs, can I push inside? Do you wanna roll wit me, hit a optimo wit me Freak from the bed to the floor wit me but no hickies, f**k yo man you wit a player tonight we gon pop a couple of bottles just to make *** right and after that I'ma try to break ya back, hit ya from the back Make you feel it in your stomach ask you how you love that Me and you ducked off, gettin our nuts off Cut off your cellular phone girl lets get lost (Chorus) (8X) la ra ra la ra ra ra ra da la ra ra la ra ra ra ra da la ra ra la ra ra ra ra da la ra ra la ra ra ra ra da da ra la ra ra ra ra da da ra la ra ra ra ra da la ra ra la ra ra la ra ra la ra ra ra ra ra ra da f**k friend (uh uh yeah) f**k friends f**k friends f**k friends