That's what your friends will do
That's what they will do
They will come with great pretense
To gain your confidence
They'll take you round the bend
And fry you in the end
They will look right inna you eyes
And tell you the wickedest lies
Make you promises
But never accomplishes
They will dress up inna you clothes
And punch you inna you nose
Dress up inna you shoes
And still carry false news
They will know that you in jail
And never try to get you bail
And know that you in trouble
And try to make it double
They will steal you only goat
And then them cutting throat
If you ever robbed
Woulda come back for you car
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