Hunxho – Your Friends Lyrics

Your Friends

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"Your Friends." - Hunxho

Monday, 19 October 2026, 04:29 am

Album: Best Of: Hunxho

Track No: 01

Avedon
Di-Diego
Huh, what you doing? Where you been?
Where you going? You with your friends?
Ion like 'em, I'm just saying
They ain't right and I can see it
Nan' one of 'em got a man, nan' one of 'em got a plan
Nan' one of 'em fuckin' with you, nan' one of 'em drive a Benz
Every one of them tried to fuck me, but I can't let you be embarrassed
Why the hell you at the club with them when we could be in Paris?
Why the hell you go outside? I’m tryna fuck, girl, start a family
You can be with me while I'm locked in here tryna make this Grammy
Oh yeah, baby, I'm the man, you know that
Them bitches with you nan', you know that
Come be with your man, don't go back
They fucking up our plans and shit
We could be in Paris and shit
Hoes, they come in pairs and shit
Them hoes some embarrassments
It's supercharged Grand Cherokee
That **** drive a Nissan, come and get you, I embarrassed him
I've been in the lab tryna get us in, don't ask me where I've been
They ain't ready for this life we live, girl, I can't let 'em in
Girl, you match my fly, the same designer you got letterman
I let you go with them every time, but baby, never 'gain
I can open you up restaurants, Jamaican, Mexican
Ion need you hangin' out with bitches that you better than
And I don't need you hangin' out at all, that's somethin' you better than
I'm serious, I ain't hatin' on no bitch, that's somethin' I never did
I'm curious, why they got you outside hangin' with them water men?
I'm furious, if I ask you, girl, don't tell me that's your brother, them
Like, period, if I ask you, girl, don't tell me you got—
What you doing? Where you been?
Where you going? You with your friends?
Ion like 'em, I'm just saying
They ain't right and I can see it
Nan' one of 'em got a man, nan' one of 'em got a plan
Nan' one of 'em fuckin' with you, nan' one of 'em drive a Benz
Every one of them tried to fuck me, but I can't let you be embarrassed
Why the hell you at the club with them when we could be in Paris?
Why the hell you go outside? I’m tryna fuck, girl, start a family
You can be with me while I'm locked in here tryna make this Grammy

Writer(s): Ibrahim Dodo.

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