Best Friend Lyrics – Butcher Babies
Singer: Butcher Babies
Title: Best Friend
That my best friend, she a real bad b#tch
Got her own money, she ‘on’t need no dick
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin’, she throw it out and come back in
That’s my best friend, she a real bad b#tch
Drive her own car, she ‘on’t need no Lyft
In the strip club, know my girl gon’ tip
Now she twerkin’, she throw it out and come back in
Is that my bestie in a Vettie?
Fresh blow out, skin on ten, ooh, she ready
b#tch, you look goodt, with a “T” at the end
I’ma hype her every time, that’s my motherf#ckin’ friend
Been down since the jellies and the BoBo’s
Got me steppin’ out that G in Manolo’s
When we pull up to the scene, they be filled with jealousy
If a b#tch get finicky, she gon’ bring that energy
I hit her phone with the tea like, “b#tch, guess what”
All the rich #ss boys wanna f#ck on us
All this #ss sittin’ up, you can look, don’t touch
And I’m bad bussin bands every time we link up
That’s my best friend, she a real bad b#tch
Got her own money, she ‘on’t need no dick
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin’, she throw it out and come back in
That’s my best friend, she a real bad b#tch
Drive her own car, she ‘on’t need no Lyft
In the strip club, know my girl gon’ tip
Now she twerkin’, she throw it out and come back in
That’s my best friend, if you need a freak
I ain’t dumb, but mothaf#cka, she my Tweedledee
If she ride for me she don’t need a key
If you sideways she’ll straighten you if needed be
Well, she so bad that I just can’t take that b#tch nowhere
She off her fifth shot said, “Uh, uh, don’t go there”
b#tch break her back she protect and attack
Get that strap, let them buckle, foot on neck, give no air
Whole world wanna be us
And my main b#tch, she my day one
On my way, b#tch, let you get drunk
Celebrate ’cause we the baddest in the club
That’s my best friend, she a real bad b#tch
Got her own money, she ‘on’t need no dick
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin’, she throw it out and come back in
That’s my best friend, she a real bad b#tch
Drive her own car, she ‘on’t need no Lyft
In the strip club, know my girl gon tip
Now she twerkin’, she throw it out and come back in
Ha, best friend, you the baddest and you know it (You know)
Uh-oh, girl, I think our booty growin’ (Ayy-yeah)
f#ck it up in the mirror, hit them poses (Pose)
Best friend, damn, you muf#ckin’ glowin’ (Woo-woo)
Best friend, damn, your wrist look like it’s frozen (It’s froze)
Uh-oh, girl, I think our booty growin’ (Woah-oh)
f#ck it up in the mirror, hit them poses (Hit that pose)
Best friend, you my motherf#ckin’ soulmate
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