Little Friend

Lyrics

[Intro: P. Rico] Say, "Hello," to my little friend! Boom! [?] Bitch! [Chorus: Lil Mister & P. Rico] Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Let's get it! Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) [Verse 1: P. Rico] Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! I reload, I reload, yeah, my little friend My broski Bo, he will blow with his little twin On the D, Eggle-E, man, we always win Fuck a opp, fuck a thot, man, I'm in my lane He had a eight, he tried to blow, he a fuckin' lame I'm takin' off, takin' off like a fuckin' plane Kellz and Jay had a bitch and they ran a train They so insane, so insane, man, they whipped her brain We made a show with them 30's like House of Pain A new .40 with a 30, automatic aim Big pole knock you down, then delete ya name Yeah, the chopper, yeah, the chopper send ya ass to Pluto Channel 9 on the Nine, a nigga made the news Tried to sneak through the lot, you a fuckin' fool 'Til my nigga T clapped your ass with the tool [Chorus: Lil Mister & P. Rico] Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Let's get it! Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) [Verse 2: Lil Mister] Say, "Hello," it's Montana, come and meet my friend I got a .40 with a 30, I will drill you in I got some lean and a Xan, now I'm kickstand Middle fingers to the opps 'cause we is insane Killa Kellz drillin' shit, we ain't no fuckin' lames D Block, 7-0, shit is not for lames You a lame, stay in your lane or you can get banged I got a stain and I'ma hit it with my nigga Stain I got a pole and it will blow at your fuckin' veins Shoot you in your face, now you can't chew a thing I got a thot, she just bopped and I whipped her brain Horseshoes on my ass, True Religion jeans FTO, FTB, them niggas fuckin' lames All these niggas out here, they think they drillin', man You gettin' drilled, you think you drillin', boy, stop playin' games I'm Montana in this shit, you can get banged [Chorus: Lil Mister & P. Rico] Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Let's get it! Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang) Say, "Hello," say, "Hello," to my little friend! (bang)