You're a true friend You're here till the end When something ain't right Talk with me now and into the night You pull me aside 'Til it's alright again A true friend We sign our cards and letters BFF You've got a million ways to make me laugh

I put the drop on you kid, now I got you You got the heart to get busy without your crew? Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do You buckin' me, I'm buckin' right back at you Now, '94 to '95, innocent without crime (Drop that shit)Yeah, yeah, check

Needed a friend Oh, starry eyes Oh, oh (repeat) When she laughs She's got the power of a child in her eyes And when you cry now She'll hold you like a man's supposed to be held I can't get into words how I feel Get it right in this song now

You know it won't last too long Well hey kid, you're the toast of the town Hey, hey, hey Down on you Hey kid, you're the toast of the town Hey kid, the whole house is shakin' We got the time, right in our sights Hey kid, the world's gone crazy but you

When he's face to face with that ole', kill or be killed We've got to learn to swallow our pride It's hard just to let things ride Maybe one day things will change As of right now, let me show you something You know a nigga, I be tryin' to chill But now

But I know I'm gonna get there someday Well its been a year and there so much to tell Been doing alright in spite of myself Just wish I could stop feeling bad when I pray Got that job I was dreaming about Sometimes its tough traveling around But who I

But I gotta go right now But I'll be back before you know it I don't want to leave Good evening I'd like to thank everybody for coming out Hope your flights were safe Feeling real breezey Swift like the wind

And we gon' ride on forever We ride out together It's the only way we know to go Squad up, never roll alone Pull up right in your zone Take over the street, that's how we roll Came in at first, had bad luck Got a whole lot, remember I ain't had nothin'

Find a plane ticket, come right now South Beach, when the sun go down Soft streets for the sunroof down, soft streets for the sunroof down There's Gucci this, Gucci that She used to wear the Baby Phat Got a budget on yo' ass though So she let me bust it

Let me take you home tonight Mamma now it's alright I'll show you sweet delight I don't want to down you, I want to make you high If we just get together, I want to make you see I just got to get loose With you tonight Now I'm not like this, I'm really