Lyrics Good Friend - Kutt Calhoun feat. Krizz Kaliko
Girl:
what
up
baby
Kutt:
what's
up
with
ya
Girl:
he
done
hit
me
again
sweetie
Kutt:
shit,
where
he
at?
Girl:
he
in
the
kitchen.
let's
meet
up
at
the
spot
Kutt:
alright
I'll
be
there
in
15
minutes
baby
don't
you
worry
Girl:
yeah
While
you
in
the
kitchen
pourin
the
liquor
with
no
suspicion
That
women
you
was
just
hittin's
on
a
mission
Who
you
think
she
be
callin
on,
me
When
you
push
her
she
fallin
on
me
I'm
the
cat
that
be
with
her,
you
the
one
she
runnin
from
See
she
told
bout
your
short
fuse
temper,
the
soars
you
give
her
Will
heal
but
she
will
always
remember
How
you
blatantly
use
her
as
a
punchin
bag,
YOU
GOT
INSECURITIES
A
prisoner
in
her
house
but
i
be
givin
her
immunity
You
ain't
knowin
you
got
a
bad
muthafucka
A
nigga
would
love
to
have
type
of
lova
Well
maybe
it's
that
you
do
know
Wonderin
how
the
hell
she
got
what
you've
blown
That's
probably
why
you
keep
her
feelin
too
low
to
go
You
too
rapped
up
in
yourself
homeboy
with
your
lavish
rides
And
jewelery,
narcissism
ain't
got
nothin
to
do
with
the
Way
that
I
put
the
twist
on
her,
EVERYTIME
YOU
PICTURE
HER
She
hit
me
in
the
second
that
you
leave,
i
come
to
pick
her
up
because
I'm
your,
(I'm
your)
Lady's,
(lady's)
Bestest,
(bestest)
Good
friend
Yes
i
be
sleepin
wit
her,
on
the
low
be
creepin
wit
her
While
you
trippin,
beefin
wit
her,
that's
why
i
be
deep
up
in
her,
you
know
I'm
your,
(I'm
your)
Lady's,
(lady's)
Bestest,
(bestest)
Good
friend
Hey,
cuz
when
she
be
wit
you,
baby
think
of
me
Probably
why
your
woman
wanna
be
wit
me
Girl:
what's
up
Kutt
Throat
Kutt:
what's
up
baby
Girl:
i'll
be
there
in
like
5 baby
Kutt:
alright
i'm
already
here.
i'll
be
lookin
out
for
you
Girl:
yeah
look
for
me
She
done
told
me
bout
your
lack
in
the
package
and
how
you
wack
in
the
sac
Can't
keep
a
woody
cuz
off
of
that
yak
She
ain't
tell
ya
how
i
fattened
her
assets
and
how
i
captured
that
classic
Facial
expressions
when
she
bustin
orgasmic
Acrobatics
on
the
top
of
the
mattress
crackin
the
headboard
This
is
what
you'd
hear
if
you
was
next
door,
she
be
screamin
*KUTTY
BABY
GIVE
IT
TO
ME*
all
up
in
her
balls
deep,
Smoke
a
cigarette
and
then
we
fall
asleep
(fall
asleep)
I'll
have
her
home
by
the
top
of
the
mornin
Before
you
get
home
from
wit
your
boys
doin
some
late
night
whorin
You
don't
know
what
she
been
through,
I
cut
her
like
a
ginsu
You
hug
her
and
she
tellin
you
she
missed
you
I
can
only
laugh
at
the
fact
that
you
feelin
you
always
get
away
with
murder
And
you
serious,
nigga,
but
now
i'm
here
to
say
Keep
on
being
oblivious,
not
knowin
your
chick
is
with
a
real
ass
nigga
And
try
and
picture
this
(picture
this)
I'm
your,
(I'm
your)
Lady's,
(lady's)
Bestest,
(bestest)
Good
friend
Yes
i
be
sleepin
wit
her,
on
the
low
be
creepin
wit
her
While
you
trippin,
beefin
wit
her,
that's
why
i
be
deep
up
in
her,
because
I'm
your,
(I'm
your)
Lady's,
(lady's)
Bestest,
(bestest)
Good
friend
Yo,
cuz
when
she
be
wit
you,
baby
think
of
me
Probably
why
your
woman
wanna
be
wit
me
Girl:
what's
up
Kutt
baby,
I
see
you
over
there
in
the
truck
Kutt:
well
hurry
up
and
bring
your
ass
over
here
girl
Girl:
here
I
come
Kutt:
come
on
Now
your
girl
is
lookin
fine
man,
she's
all
in
my
range
And
the
seat
is
bout
to
recline
man
I'm
takin
pictures
wit
my
cellular,
she's
doin
what
I'll
tellin
her
And
i
ain't
gotta
tell
ya
how
it's
wet
enough
Then
again,
you
wouldn't
know
cuz
you
don't
get
that
lucky
And
you
don't
suck
see,
that's
when
i
proceed
To
give
your
woman
donkey
love
and
bucked
naked
monkey
love
And
make
you
grab
your
pistol
playa
partna
i
don't
want
you
woman
I'm
just
the
opposite
of
what
you
lackin
Cuz
you
wear
Lifestyles
and
i
wear
Magnums
It's
clear
that
she
ain't
feelin
you,
it's
been
about
a
year
or
two
You
pull
it
out
and
that
is
when
you
kill
the
mood
But
listen,
i
drop
her
off
when
you
there
and
you
get
to
fussin
That
when
i
tell
you
homie
I'm
her
cousin
man
You
fell
for
the
scandal
unaware
that
just
an
hour
ago
She
was
grabbin
the
oh
shit
handles
(OH
SHIT)
I'm
your,
(I'm
your)
Lady's,
(lady's)
Bestest,
(bestest)
Good
friend
Yes
i
be
sleepin
wit
her,
on
the
low
be
creepin
wit
her
While
you
trippin,
beefin
wit
her,
that's
why
i
be
deep
up
in
her,
ya
see
I'm
your,
(I'm
your)
Lady's,
(lady's)
Bestest,
(bestest)
Good
friend
That's
why,
cuz
when
she
be
wit
you,
baby
think
of
me
Probably
why
your
woman
wanna
be
wit
me
She
do,
yes
she
do,
yes
she
do
She
do,
yes
she
do,
yes
she
do
(that's
right)
Insecure
ass
niggas,
don't
even
know
how
to
keep
a
lady
Next
thang
you
know,
she
phonin
up
these
gangsta
man
(Laughs)
wise
up
nigga,
stupid
ass
man
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