Fuck On Her Friends by Gloomville Lyrics
[Intro: Lil Cherryblossom & Lil Gloomy]
Your bitch, she hit me for sex
Bust in her face, like a tech
Then I just tell her we friends
I'ma fuck on her friends, fuck on her, fuck on her friends (Aye, aye)
I'm finna fuck on her friends
I need that gwalla, bitch, give me your bands
I need them commas then I need them bands
I need a lot of chips stuffed in my pants
[Interlude: Stewie Griffin & Brian Griffin]
Woah, woah, woah woah woah, is there a problem? Huh? You wanna go? You wanna go?
Go? What are you talkin' about?
I'm talkin' about go (Gloomville) That's what I'm talkin' about. First ones on the house
Is got things to do
Uh, where do you think you're goin'?
I'm going downstair
Oh, there's a toll in the hall now, 10 bucks
[Verse: Lil Cherryblossom & Lil Gloomy]
She in love with my track, she in love with my track, she play that shit back, woah, woah (Aye, aye)
She want me to smash, but lil' bitch is max, I need all the cash
Your bitch, she love how I rap, your bitch, she know that I'm next
I be the man at sex, now she just call you ex
Your bitch, she hit me for sex
Bust in her face, like a tech
Then I just tell her we friends
I'ma fuck on her friends, fuck on her, fuck on her friends (Aye, aye)
I'm finna fuck on her friends
I need that gwalla, bitch, give me your bands
I need them commas then I need them bands
I need a lot of chips stuffed in my pants
All of these niggas is lames, fuck on they dames, they don't know my name, no
Smokin', I'm token ablaze, smokin' on stank, I'm smokin' on dank, smoke
You a loser, she a chooser, I'ma do her, I'ma bone her
I'ma bruise her, I'ma make you fuck a loser
I'ma show her how to do it like I was a fuckin' tutor
She gon' slide on me, lil' shawty finna have to take an Uber, aye
[Interlude: Stewie Griffin]
Ah! I'm just messin' with you, man, you can do whatever you want!
I was just kiddin' you! Why you so serious?
[Refrain: Lil Cherryblossom & Lil Gloomy]
She in love with my track, she in love with my track, she play that shit back, woah, woah (Aye, aye)
She want me to smash, but lil' bitch is max, I need all the cash
She in love with my track, she in love with my track, she play that shit back, woah, woah (Aye, aye)
She want me to smash, but lil' bitch is max, I need all the cash
She in love with my track, she in love with my track, she play that shit back, woah, woah (Aye, aye)
She want me to smash, but lil' bitch is max, I need all the cash
She in love with my track, she in love with my track, she play that shit back, woah, woah (Aye, aye)
She want me to smash, but lil' bitch is max, I need all the cash
[Outro: Stewie Griffin & Brian Griffin]
What's happening?!
I'll tell you what's happening. Your steroids have worn off. You're weak like everyone else. And guess what? There's a toll in the hall now
Stay away from me! Stay away from me!
Stewie, no!
Your bitch, she hit me for sex
Bust in her face, like a tech
Then I just tell her we friends
I'ma fuck on her friends, fuck on her, fuck on her friends (Aye, aye)
I'm finna fuck on her friends
I need that gwalla, bitch, give me your bands
I need them commas then I need them bands
I need a lot of chips stuffed in my pants
[Interlude: Stewie Griffin & Brian Griffin]
Woah, woah, woah woah woah, is there a problem? Huh? You wanna go? You wanna go?
Go? What are you talkin' about?
I'm talkin' about go (Gloomville) That's what I'm talkin' about. First ones on the house
Is got things to do
Uh, where do you think you're goin'?
I'm going downstair
Oh, there's a toll in the hall now, 10 bucks
[Verse: Lil Cherryblossom & Lil Gloomy]
She in love with my track, she in love with my track, she play that shit back, woah, woah (Aye, aye)
She want me to smash, but lil' bitch is max, I need all the cash
Your bitch, she love how I rap, your bitch, she know that I'm next
I be the man at sex, now she just call you ex
Your bitch, she hit me for sex
Bust in her face, like a tech
Then I just tell her we friends
I'ma fuck on her friends, fuck on her, fuck on her friends (Aye, aye)
I'm finna fuck on her friends
I need that gwalla, bitch, give me your bands
I need them commas then I need them bands
I need a lot of chips stuffed in my pants
All of these niggas is lames, fuck on they dames, they don't know my name, no
Smokin', I'm token ablaze, smokin' on stank, I'm smokin' on dank, smoke
You a loser, she a chooser, I'ma do her, I'ma bone her
I'ma bruise her, I'ma make you fuck a loser
I'ma show her how to do it like I was a fuckin' tutor
She gon' slide on me, lil' shawty finna have to take an Uber, aye
[Interlude: Stewie Griffin]
Ah! I'm just messin' with you, man, you can do whatever you want!
I was just kiddin' you! Why you so serious?
[Refrain: Lil Cherryblossom & Lil Gloomy]
She in love with my track, she in love with my track, she play that shit back, woah, woah (Aye, aye)
She want me to smash, but lil' bitch is max, I need all the cash
She in love with my track, she in love with my track, she play that shit back, woah, woah (Aye, aye)
She want me to smash, but lil' bitch is max, I need all the cash
She in love with my track, she in love with my track, she play that shit back, woah, woah (Aye, aye)
She want me to smash, but lil' bitch is max, I need all the cash
She in love with my track, she in love with my track, she play that shit back, woah, woah (Aye, aye)
She want me to smash, but lil' bitch is max, I need all the cash
[Outro: Stewie Griffin & Brian Griffin]
What's happening?!
I'll tell you what's happening. Your steroids have worn off. You're weak like everyone else. And guess what? There's a toll in the hall now
Stay away from me! Stay away from me!
Stewie, no!