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Golden Friends Lyrics - Ghetto Heaven - Cam'ron

Thank you for being a friend 

Travelled down the road and back again 

Your heart is true, you're a pal and confident 

 

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Killa season has returned yall 

Wanna wanna, 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 clock the Nina 

No denyin, no swerve the time and yea I love er 

Got my mother out the gutter, word to mammy 

Mammy, where your real friends at? 

Poverty put a 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, they know you're game 

They let you hold they car 

Playin kids, put yo phone in they name 

True, they along for the ride with ya 

Even when you're dead wrong, right by your side with ya 

In the club bump, yall go for the right pictures 

Somebody act, they down to fight with ya 

I held his kicks, he let me hug his chicks 

Oh pardon me, oh I'm just talkin bout huddy 6 

So if you with yo girlfriend, wink of your eye 

And if you with your homeboy, put a drink in the sky 

 

(Pre-) 

High fall, high fall 

High fall, high fall 

High fall, high fall 

Now tell them niggas 

 

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Thank you for being a friend 

Travelled down the road and back again 

Your heart is true, you're a pal and confident 

 

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We make mothers cry 

I had to sing their son a lullaby, woa 

Alibies, alibies, we kept more than one 

Wet T-shirt, no water gun 

He a business man, now all are young 

Grandma raised me, Manic South took it over though 

Gave me my first deal, bands gave me my first wheel 

But thanks to Hector Garcia Sr. - gave me my first meal (gracias papi) 

Wanna thank God, my Lord the savior lookin over me 

Thanks east, west, north, south, overseas, Peru 

No thanks to these racks that think you on G's 

But you with your girlfriend, start swingin yo hair 

If you were the real friend put a ring in the air 

 

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(Pre-) 

High fall, high fall 

High fall, high fall 

High fall, high fall 

Now tell them niggas 

 

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