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JustFriends Video (MV)




Performed By: Theory
Length: 3:07
Written by: Daniel Simmons




Theory - JustFriends Lyrics




Stripper moves on stage
Bon body-ody-ocha
In my $20 shades
Feelin' like a real rockstar
I know we just friends
Bitch, pretend like you're all mine
Real careful wit your words
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Stripper moves on stage
Bon body-ody-ocha (body-ody-ocha)
In my $20 shades
And I'm feelin' like a rockstar (like a rockstar, dance for me)
I know we just friends
Bitch, pretend like you're all mine (mines, mines, mines, ya)
Real dirty wit your words
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
(Work, work, work, work)

Tryna make me wait
You know you ain't right tho
I just drove 10 miles
I need that on sight tho
Work like you on stage
This is the last time, I
Said that shit was dead
I was here last night tho

Snickers, all that thickness
Workout in them classes
You be on your jazz (yeah)
Swinging all that ass, man
F*ck up out my face, hoe
With that stupid wild shit
You give me the works tho
But yo hoeass triflin'

Stripper moves on stage
Bon body-ody-ocha
In my $20 shades
Feelin' like a real rockstar
I know we just friends
Bitch, pretend like you're all mine (pretend like you're all mine)
Real careful wit your words
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (blah, blah, blah, blah)

Stripper moves on stage
Bon body-ody-ocha (work, work, work, work)
In my $20 shades
And I'm feelin' like a rockstar (twerk, twerk, twerk)
I know we just friends
Bitch, pretend like you're all mine (mines, mines, mines, yah)
Real dirty wit your words
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (work, work, work, work)

(It's our freak show, wit my freak hoe)
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Stripper moves on stage
Bon body-ody-ocha
In my $20 shades
Feelin' like a real rockstar
I know we just friends
Bitch, pretend like you're all mine
Real careful wit your words
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Stripper moves on stage
Bon body-ody-ocha (body-ody-ocha)
In my $20 shades
And I'm feelin' like a rockstar (like a rockstar, dance for me)
I know we just friends
Bitch, pretend like you're all mine (mines, mines, mines, ya)
Real dirty wit your words
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
(Work, work, work, work)

Tryna make me wait
You know you ain't right tho
I just drove 10 miles
I need that on sight tho
Work like you on stage
This is the last time, I
Said that shit was dead
I was here last night tho

Snickers, all that thickness
Workout in them classes
You be on your jazz (yeah)
Swinging all that ass, man
F*ck up out my face, hoe
With that stupid wild shit
You give me the works tho
But yo hoeass triflin'

Stripper moves on stage
Bon body-ody-ocha
In my $20 shades
Feelin' like a real rockstar
I know we just friends
Bitch, pretend like you're all mine (pretend like you're all mine)
Real careful wit your words
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (blah, blah, blah, blah)

Stripper moves on stage
Bon body-ody-ocha (work, work, work, work)
In my $20 shades
And I'm feelin' like a rockstar (twerk, twerk, twerk)
I know we just friends
Bitch, pretend like you're all mine (mines, mines, mines, yah)
Real dirty wit your words
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (work, work, work, work)

(It's our freak show, wit my freak hoe)
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Writer: Daniel Simmons
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