Hunxho - Your Friends

Your Friends - Hunxho Lyrics / / / Intro / (Avedon) / (Diego) / / / Chorus / Huh, what you doing? Where you been? / Where you going? You with your friends? / I don’t like ‘em, I’m just saying / They ain’t right and I can see it / Nan’ one of ‘em got a man, nan’ one of ‘em got a plan

Hunxho - Your Friends
Your Friends - Hunxho Lyrics

/ Intro

(Avedon)

(Diego)

/ Chorus

Huh, what you doing? Where you been?

Where you going? You with your friends?

I don’t like ‘em, I’m just saying

They ain’t right and I can see it

Nan’ one of ‘em got a man, nan’ one of ‘em got a plan

Nan’ one of ‘em fuckin’ with you, nan’ one of ‘em drive a Benz

Every one of them tried to fuck me, but I can’t let you be embarrassed

Why the hell you at the club with them when we could be in Paris?

Why the hell you go outside? I’m tryna fuck, girl, start a family

You can be with me while I’m locked in here tryna make this Grammy

/ Verse

Oh yeah, baby, I’m the man, you know that

Them bitches with you nan’, you know that

Come be with your man, don’t go back

They fucking up our plans and shit

We could be in Paris and shit

Hoes, they come in pairs and shit

Them hoes some embarrassments

It’s supercharged Grand Cherokee

That nigga drive a Nissan, come and get you, I embarrassed him

I’ve been in the lab tryna get us in, don’t ask me where I’ve been

They ain’t ready for this life we live, girl, I can’t let ‘em in

Girl, you match my fly, the same designer you got letterman

I let you go with them every time, but baby, never ‘gain

I can open you up restaurants, Jamaican, Mexican

I don’t need you hangin’ out with bitches that you better than

And I don’t need you hangin’ out at all, that’s somethin’ you better than

I’m serious, I ain’t hatin’ on no bitch, that’s somethin’ I never did

I’m curious, why they got you outside hangin’ with them water men?

I’m furious, if I ask you, girl, don’t tell me that’s your brother them

Like, period, if I ask you, girl, don’t tell me you got—

/ Chorus

Huh, what you doing? Where you been?

Where you going? You with your friends?

I don’t like ‘em, I’m just saying

They ain’t right and I can see it

Nan’ one of ‘em got a man, nan’ one of ‘em got a plan

Nan’ one of ‘em fuckin’ with you, nan’ one of ‘em drive a Benz

Every one of them tried to fuck me, but I can’t let you be embarrassed

Why the hell you at the club with them when we could be in Paris?

Why the hell you go outside? I’m tryna fuck, girl, start a family

You can be with me while I’m locked in here tryna make this Grammy