[Chorus: Domani Harris]
We friends, mhm (Yeah)
She think I'm crazy 'cause I don't care who she talkin' to
Baby, I was raised by players, that ain't how we move
You askin' me "What are we now?
Well I'ma tell you we frinds, mhm hmm (Yeah, look)
But we still freakin' on the weekend (Yeah)
And when we creepin' it ain't cheatin' (Yeah)
Just call me when you need it
How you been my friend?
[Verse 1; Domani Harris]
How you been? I see you posin' in your Fashion Nova
You know damn well it's too cold, I see your nipples pokin', jokin'
I know that picture got your DM's blowin'
See you're my friend but to that man you're his golden trophy
Shit, I don't care just have him feed ya 'fore you come and see me
I bend you over, have you bussin' like it's hunting season
It's our secret, you fell asleep when your phone was ringin'
The way you put it down, say anything he gon' believe it
Like tell me, who fall asleep at 7 PM? (Are you serious?)
He better buy you what you want, you got several DM's
When I'm just the one who she come to, when you fumble
It feels good to be...
[Chorus: Domani Harris]
Friends, mhm (Yeah)
She think I'm crazy 'cause I don't care who she talkin' to
Baby, I was raised by players, that ain't how we move
You askin' me "What are we now?
Well I'ma tell you we frinds, mhm hmm (Yeah, look)
But we still freakin' on the weekend (Yeah)
And when we creepin' it ain't cheatin' (Yeah)
Just call me when you need it
How you been my friend?
We friends, mhm (Yeah)
She think I'm crazy 'cause I don't care who she talkin' to
Baby, I was raised by players, that ain't how we move
You askin' me "What are we now?
Well I'ma tell you we frinds, mhm hmm (Yeah, look)
But we still freakin' on the weekend (Yeah)
And when we creepin' it ain't cheatin' (Yeah)
Just call me when you need it
How you been my friend?
[Verse 1; Domani Harris]
How you been? I see you posin' in your Fashion Nova
You know damn well it's too cold, I see your nipples pokin', jokin'
I know that picture got your DM's blowin'
See you're my friend but to that man you're his golden trophy
Shit, I don't care just have him feed ya 'fore you come and see me
I bend you over, have you bussin' like it's hunting season
It's our secret, you fell asleep when your phone was ringin'
The way you put it down, say anything he gon' believe it
Like tell me, who fall asleep at 7 PM? (Are you serious?)
He better buy you what you want, you got several DM's
When I'm just the one who she come to, when you fumble
It feels good to be...
[Chorus: Domani Harris]
Friends, mhm (Yeah)
She think I'm crazy 'cause I don't care who she talkin' to
Baby, I was raised by players, that ain't how we move
You askin' me "What are we now?
Well I'ma tell you we frinds, mhm hmm (Yeah, look)
But we still freakin' on the weekend (Yeah)
And when we creepin' it ain't cheatin' (Yeah)
Just call me when you need it
How you been my friend?
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