(My best friend's girl friend) (My best friend's girl friend) She used to be mine (My best friend's girl friend) Yeah, yeah (My best friend's girl friend
Übersetzung: The Cars. My Best Friend Mädchen.
to it come on I get diamonds, big old pearls Brand new cars, cause I got my girl She my best friend, she keeps it real I love my pussy, pussy pay my
classic shit in all my sessions, Other nigga's situations they are all depressin, That's why I never follow y'all suggestions, I just always did my own
Paul Wall, you'd probably crap in your Pants, cause I'm white, and he's white, so he's like My competition I mean, right? Nope, Paul Wall is dope And so's
the alarm, look for a man with green hair Check at your girl's house, he was last seen there He's has a mean stare but usually crack's jokes Good luck
's low but I got long dough, Raised like a pit bull, my heart pumps nitro. Sleep on silk, lie like a politician, My Uzi's my best friend, cold as a mortician
and wet The way you move I can't forget I came,I came,I came again it felt so good I told my friends You can have my cars,my jewels,my wealth I love you
: (feat. Nas) [Jennifer Lopez & (Nas)] Oh yes (Uh, this for you girl) [Nas] Yo, I took you from the projects, put the best clothes in ya closet Like
hoes homey Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey [Kanye:] My cars like the movies my cars like the crib I got more TV's in here then where
again When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky You kinda like the way she dips She's my best friend's girl She's my best friend's girl And she used
timeless Yeah you could be my best friend Boy you're my diamond Don't tell me that I'm Superficial That girl is That girl is That girl is Superficial
world to see your coin slot In in the back seat of the car Getting kicked out of the bar Throwing up all on your best friend?s new purse Girl girl
: [Jennifer Lopez & (Nas)] Oh yes (Uh, this for you girl) [Nas] Yo, I took you from the projects, put the best clothes in ya closet Like Ginger from
say the pain in your life is because of me There you go fucking up my clothes, my cars Did all I have to do for you, baby So check your best friend walking
the science (Fire that's richer than ??) Well speak up And through your minutes of fame I kept my FEET up [Chorus: Pras Michel + female] C'mon and light my
crown but can't handle it This rap game's getting scandalous I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles My other nigga turned Evangelist But I can't quit
ho's Drive my own cars, and wear my own clothes I hang out tough, I'm a real Bo$$ Big Snoop Dogg, yeah he's so sharp On the TV screen and in the magazines
