Song Description
Stealing your best friend's girl
| Song Length |
3:45 |
Genre |
Rap - DJs, Rap - Hip Hop |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Duet Male/Female |
| Mood |
Disturbed, Beside Yourself |
Subject |
Madly In Love, Friend |
| Similar Artists |
2Pac, Lauryn Hill |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Chorus: It?s true that I want you, imagine the things we?ll do. I know that you want me too, so let?s go break the rules. They will never find what?s inside our minds. They don?t need to know what goes on behind closed doors.
V1: I realize it?s not really advised/ Me capitalize on my best friend?s prize/ What a dime though/ Matter of fact dollar and change/ She?s lonely/ And told me to call her today/ What is a man to do?/ Know what I?m supposed to/ So close to breaking the vow of the how and who/ And the why and what about the friend ship man?/ But it?s not something I can comprehend that?s planned/ I just feel what I do/ Appeal/ So much zeal/ Should I conceal the deal that?s going on real/ Inside my mind and hers/ Fine with curves/ Know it?s unkind to unwind with wine but we?re/ Already passed that line.
Chorus
V2: So I call the office around 5 pm/ She was just getting off work, kind of tired and/ Still the idea of us was a rush/ Caught up in lust/ Enough to meet at her place when the 7 is touched/ I?ll be there like the Jackson 5/ Put on some music, something nice/ Close the blinds/ We agreed to the zone/ Then I hang up the phone/ Check my messages yo/ I only have one/ It?s my best friend/ Just called to say that I miss you brother/ And I?m doing okay/ I know you?re looking out for me but something?s wrong/ I think my girl?s cheating/ She?s been acting weird/ Keep an eye on/ Her/.
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V3: I hung up the phone/ Guilty conscience beating/ How many years of me and my boy and I?m cheating?/ Not cool/ I see a drink on the tray table/ Pick it up, down it, ?cause I?m caught in dismay; fabled/ Then I hear a bang at the door/ The peephole shows my best friend?s girl on the floor/ Talking nasty in a white blouse, skirt pulled up/ She said she can?t wait, right now, open up/ I unlocked the spot/ Tried to cool her/ But she came at me excited like the first day of school/ She kissed my neck/ Hands running wild across me/ Tried to push them off/ Then surprised, she tossed me/ On to the bed/ Just then my door was kicked in/ Best friend jumps in/ Glock pointed, rip 10/ Shots into her/ Eyes blew up like an atom/ Reached in my drawer, pulled a piece, 3 shots got ?em/ DAMN/.
Chorus