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DJ KHALED FT. DRAKE, RICK ROSS & LIL lyrics : "No New Friends"

Intro: (Drake)

Yeah, Stay down with my day one ^!$$%s, and we in the club screaming


Hook: (Drake)


No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new
Still here with my day one ^!$$%s, so you hear me say
No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new

I still ride with my day one ^!$$%s, I don't really need
No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new
I stay down from day one I say $#&@ all y'all ^!$$%s

Except my ^!$$%s, $#&@ all y'all ^!$$%s
Except my ^!$$%s, one more time
$#&@ all ya'll ^!$$%s, except my ^!$$%s

$#&@ all ya'll ^!$$%s, stay down from day one so I say

Verse 1: (Drake)


Man this %#@! so ill that we had to restart it
H-town my second home like I'm James Harden

Money count it on bllll, when you started out the garden
Four car garage, !@$^star menaj
Birdman go brrr cause he know this %#@! !@$!ed

$#&@ her on the floor before we make it to the bed
Switch your $$# really comes started from the bottom, yes Lord
OVO sound man I'm proud of my ^!$$%s, knew we would make it never doubted my ^!$$%s

All my (*##$es love me,
If I had a baby mama she would probably be richer then a lot of you ^!$$%s
That's luxury dawg, day one ^!$$%s you're stuck with me dawg

Ever since Youtube ^!$$%s been calling me the leader of the new school
$#&@ with me dawg, yeah


Hook

Verse 2: (Rick Ross)


Your (*##$ all in my photographs, hoe ^!$$%s got hate for me
Big homies all certified, nothing ^!$$%s gon' take from me

Follow codes, study game, feed fam ^!$$% $#&@ fame
All black my whip foreign, these bad hoes keep tiptoein'
Down in Turks and Caicos, dope boy that's my dress code

All I hug is blood ^!$$%, Khaled that's my flesh though
All I want is love ^!$$%, money bring that stress though
Smoke good I love life, strip club like erry night

Err night my same ^!$$%s, day one straight menace (Rozay)

Hook


Verse 3: (Lil Wayne)


Ugh out here with my ^!$$%s, I'm too hot to be friendly
They throw dirt on my name, thats why they still dig me
And I'm tired of all this hatin', I thank God for my patience

I thank God for my homies I wish we could trade places
(*##$ we goodfellas, boy all them ^!$$%s with you they just paulbearers
And if we ball catchers

Remember sip slow, live fast,Young Money, stay young,
I been Cash Money since day one
Tunechi


Hook


Outro: (Future)

$#&@ all ya'll to my ^!$$%s

$#&@ all ya'll ^!$$%s, whats up my ^!$$%?
$#&@ all ya'll ^!$$%s, whats up my ^!$$%?
$#&@ all ya'll ^!$$%s, $#&@ all ya'll ^!$$%s

$#&@ them other ^!$$%s cause im down for my ^!$$%s (x4)

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