Golden Friends Cam'ron

[Hook: Cynthia Fee]
Thank you for being a friend
Travelled down the road and back again
Your heart is true, you’re a pal and a confidant

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
Killa season has returned y'all
Wanna say thank you
To that cocaina
That coke I got off the boat
That I made float, then copped that Beamer
Over her I cock the Nina
Load the 9 or swerve the Tommy, and yes, I love her
Got my mother out the gutter, word to mommy
Where your real friends at?
Poverty, put an end to that
You ain’t got it, they don’t come around
Only come around for your income tax, but...
Shout your homeboy or your homegirl
That know your game
That let you hold they car
Claim the kids, put your phone in they name
True, they're along for the ride with ya
Even when you’re dead wrong
Right by your side with ya
In the club, bump, ya'll pose for the right pictures
Somebody act, they're down to fight with ya
I held his kicks, he let me hug his chicks
Oh, pardon me y'all I’m just talkin 'bout Huddy 6
So if you're with your girlfriend, wake up your eye
And if you're with your homeboy, put a drink in the sky