Showtim3 - No Friend Zone (feat. Bo Benny) Lyrics

Lyrics No Friend Zone (feat. Bo Benny) - Showtim3



I don't wanna
Friend Zone is for suckas, hit it like no other, I'm not tryna cuff ya
I don't wanna love you, you can lose my number
Friend Zone is for suckas, don't call me your brother
Hit it like no other, oh girl you in trouble
I'm not tryna cuff ya, I just wanna fuck yeaah
I don't wanna love you, you can lose my number
Friend Zone is for suckas, don't call me your brother
Hit it like no other, oh girl you in trouble
I'm not tryna cuff ya, I just wanna fuck yeaah
When we meet she was scamming with checks
Eyes on a mill, eyes on the hills, she tryna move outta the jets
I wanted a flip for the low, eyes on the bag, eyes on the load, kill its back to the road
All the bullshit to the side left her alone NBA Live
About my bread no sympathize this love thing just know I tried
See I had a girl she was on the side she a quarter pound no super size
Little hood blend always down to ride kept her at bay that's word to wise
Word on the street she fuck for her keep, things done changed I'm rapping on beats
She want TLC but ain't creeping with me, that waterfall just a camp creek
Back in the day yea slim was bad, she say pull up, she play phone tag
If she pull up now overnight bag, If I don't answer then she big mad
I don't wanna love you, you can lose my number
Friend Zone is for suckas, don't call me your brother
Hit it like no other, oh girl you in trouble
I'm not tryna cuff ya, I just wanna fuck yeaah
I don't wanna love you, you can lose my number
Friend Zone is for suckas, don't call me your brother
Hit it like no other, oh girl you in trouble
I'm not tryna cuff ya, I just wanna fuck yeaah
Bitch being nosey she all in my phone, she checking my messages
I told her you tripping
Can't hit my blunt ay what do you mean, you just gave me top and don't try to kiss me
She all out in public she showing affection, rubbing up on me she saying she miss me
Only come over too eat what you cooking, yea maybe drop dick in your kitchen
I'm cooling, I'm chilling, I'm good, ay this what you get when you say you want hood
I get on your nerves but I'm fucking you good
We just having relations get that understood
She want me to choke her when we fuck, smack her ass and pull her hair
Ay I'm in the streets getting to the money, quality time I can't be there
If it's money round you know we there, if it drama round you know she there
I don't condone in that, all in your feelings hold on to that
Pin a ho down like a wrestling match, I need all of mine not attached to that
One of a kind I am, pimping ain't no lacking at it's Benny
I don't wanna love you, you can lose my number
Friend Zone is for suckas, don't call me your brother
Hit it like no other, oh girl you in trouble
I'm not tryna cuff ya, I just wanna fuck yeaah
I don't wanna love you, you can lose my number
Friend Zone is for suckas, don't call me your brother
Hit it like no other, oh girl you in trouble
I'm not tryna cuff ya, I just wanna fuck yeaah



Writer(s): Greg Boyd



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