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No New Friends

Dj Khaled

..Another one

[Hook: Drake]
Stay down with my day one n*ggas, and we in the club screaming
No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new (DJ Khaled)
Still here with my day one n*ggas, so you hear me say
No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new
I still ride with my day one n*ggas, I don't really need
No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new
I stay down from day one so I say
F*ck all y'all n*ggas except my n*ggas
F*ck all y'all n*ggas except my n*ggas
One more time
F*ck all y'all n*ggas except my n*ggas
F*ck all y'all n*ggas
Stay down from day one,
So I say
(F*ck your fake friends where your real friends at?)

[Verse 1: Drake]
Ah, man this sh*t so ill that we had to restart it
H-town my second home like I'm James Harden
Money counter go brrr when you selling out the garden
Four car garage, porn star menage
Birdman go brrr cause he know this sh*t retarded
F*ck her on the floor 'fore we make it to the bed
Switch your ass really call started from the bottom, yes lord
OVO sound man I'm proud of my n*ggas,
Knew that we would make it never doubted my n*ggas
All my b*tches love me
If I had a baby mama she would probably be richer then a lot of you n*ggas
Aye, that's luxury dawg, day one n*ggas you're stuck with me dawg
Ever since YouTube n*ggas been calling me the leader of the new school
F*ck with me dawg, yeah

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Your b*tch all in my photographs, hoe n*ggas got hate for me
Big homies all certified, nothing n*ggas gon' take from me
Follow codes, study game, feed fam n*gga f*ck fame
All black my whip foreign, these bad hoes keep tiptoeing
Down in turks and caicos, dope boy that's my dress code
All I hug is blood n*gga, Khaled that's my flesh though
All I want is love n*gga, money bring that stress though
Smoke good I love life, strip club like every night
Every night my same n*ggas day one straight menace
Rose

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Ah, I'm here with my n*ggas, I'm too high to be friendly
They throw dirt on my name, well that's why they still dig me
And I'm tired of all this hating, I thank God for my patience
I thank God for my homies I wish we could trade places
B*tch we good fellas, boy all them n*ggas with you they just
Pole bearers and if we ball catch us
Remember sip slow, live fast Young Money stay young
I been Cash Money since day one
Tunechi

[Hook]

[Outro]

F*ck all ya n*ggas except my n*ggas [x3]
F*ck all ya n*ggas
F*ck them other n*ggas 'cause I'm down with my n*ggas [x3]
F*ck them other b*tches 'cause I'm down with my n*ggas					
					
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