Afroman - You Ain't My Friend lyrics

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(When youre born in this world, you get these people that you coincidentally grow up with, and you get this illusion of friendship. You know what Im saying, man? But as you get older, you notice, you notice people trying to take advantage of you. You notice people trying to, like, manipulate you. Then all of a sudden, homeboy, it hits you, and you realize you aint got no friends, cuz.)
(Thats real.)
Gotta get on down. Gotta get on down.
Gotta get on down. Gotta get on down.
Gotta get on down. You know I gotta get on down.
Gotta watch my back, (Gotta watch my back) cause I might get jacked. (Go head on, homeboy.)
Gotta pack a gun. (Why?) Getting beat up aint no fun. (Well alright.)
Yeah, baby, baby. (Sing it to em homeboy.) Aw, yeah. (Take your time, take your time.)
Aw yeah. (Thats alright.) Aw yeah.

We dont kick it no more. You aint my friend.
You need to pay me back my ins, cause you aint my friend.
Stop drinking my gin. You aint my friend. You aint my friend. You aint my friend.
You be pinching my sack, cause you aint my friend.
Talking all behind my back, cause you aint my friend.
Yo, man, its all good, but you aint my friend.
Cuz, we from the same hood, but you aint my friend.
Droppin dope in my yard. You aint my friend.
Tryin to scope out my broad, cause you aint my friend.
Never visit me in jail. You aint my friend.
Never post my bail, cause you aint my friend.
When it comes to friends, I aint got none. (Got none)
All I got is a double barrel shotgun (shotgun).
I cant stand a useless man that has no plan lookin at me with an empty hand.
You always talking, but you never listen. When you ride in my car, CDs come up missing,
And thats strange. Damn, what happened to my loose change?
If I remember correctly, you was flat broke. Now you eatin on chips and drinkin on a soda, loc.
Lookin at me smiling, but yo, I need some gas and my stomach is growlin.
Fools always act like theyre down with me, but they never wanna go outta town with me.
Flip about four or five pounds with me. Forget a motel, sleep on the ground with me.
But when I get back with my money stacked, all the homeys start begging and talkin smack
Tryin to scheme and plot on the cash I got. Hey, cuz, go head and shake the spot.

We dont kick it no more, cause you aint my friend.
You need to pay me back my ins, cause you aint my friend.
Stop drinking my gin. You aint my friend. You aint my friend. You aint my friend.
You be pinching my sack cause you aint my friend.
Talking all behind my back cause you aint my friend.
Hey, man, its all good, but you aint my friend.
Cuz, we from the same hood, but you aint my friend.
Droppin dope in my yard. You aint my friend.
Tryin to scope out my broad, cause you aint my friend.
Dont visit me in jail. You aint my friend.
Never post my bail, cause you aint my friend.
I used to be a gang member, now Im a gangster.
I dont trust he, she, him, nor her.
Theres no honor among thieves.
Everybodys got tricks up their sleeves.
You say you my friend but thats a bunch of noise.
I stopped kickin back with my homeboys.
That same mutha-fucka thats shakin your hand
will be the first one to rat you to the police man.
Just when you think you found a buddy
You get drunk and your buddy starts actin nutty. (Say what?)
Now isnt this an excellent adventure? He turned on you like a Doberman pincher.
Crazy as it seems, Afroman got a million dreams.
I cant hang with yall and drink alcohol. Get into a brawl over nuthin at all.
I got plans, but you dont believe em, and hangin round you, Ill never achieve em.
Bucccooooc!
Aw, yeah. Aw, yeah.

Hey, this is for all the loners out there. Check this out.
I aint got no family. I aint got no friends.
Only thing that I have (Whats that, cuz?) is a big fat bottle of gin.
Make me feel alright. Yeah, make me feel alright. Sooth me til Im satisfied.
Yeah, make me feel alright.
I got the gangster blues. Yeah, got the gangster blues.
Stacey Adams shoes, with the gangster blues.
Do the Crip Walk. (Cmon, cuz.) Do the Crip Walk.
(Hey, everybody.) Do the Crip Walk. (Hey, cuz.) Do the Crip Walk.
(Stacey Adams.) Do the Crip Walk. Do the Crip Walk.
(Hey, just slide over the floor like this, loc.)
Aw, yeah. Yeah.

Nobody loves me but my mamma, and I think shes lyin too.
(Thats cold, brother.) Aw, yeah. (Thats cold, brother.)
I could never be your friend, homeboy, (Keep it real.) and I aint tryin to.
(Thats alright.) Aw, yeah. (Hell yeah.)
You know why?
Women cant stand (Cant stand who?) Afroman. (Thats the homeboy, cuz.)
Cops cant stand (Cant stand who?) Afroman. (Fuck the police.)
My wife cant stand Afroman. (Baby, baby, baby.)
And my kids cant stand (Get on down.) Afroman. (Go head on, brother. Let it flow, let it flow.)
My mamma cant stand (Lord, have mercy.) Afroman. (Baby, baby, baby.)
My daddy cant stand (Get on down.) Afroman.

Cause Im a gangster, baby. (Gangster, babe Im a gangster, baby. (Fuckin gangster, cuz.)
Im a hustler, sugar. (Hungry Hustler.) Yeah, Im a hustler, sugar. (Crip gang, bucoooc!)
Aint got no job. (Hell, naw.) Aint got no credit.
But whatever you need (Whats that, cuz?) baby, Ill go get it.
Cause Im a hustler, baby. (Hustler, babe.) Im a hustler, baby. (Hungry Hustler.)
I made my point, so pass the joint.
(We up outta this, loco.)
Can I get a light? (Here you go, cuz.) Well thats all right.

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