Lyrics
My friend's got a girlfriend, man, he hates that bitch
He tells me every day (boy, get a job)
He says, "Man, I really gotta lose my chick
In the worst kind of a way" (boy, get a job)
She sits on her ass, he works his hands to the bone
To give her money every payday
But she wants more dinero just to stay at home
Well, my friend, you gotta say
My friend's got a girlfriend, man, he hates that bitch
My friend's got a boyfriend, man, she hates that dick
I guess all his money, well, it isn't enough
To keep the bill colectors at bay
I guess all his money, well, it isn't enough
'Cause that girl's got expensive taste
My friend's got a boyfriend, man, she hates that dick
My friend's got a girlfriend, man, he hates that bitch
Well, I guess it ain't easy doing nothing at all, oh yeah
But, hey man, free rides just don't come on along every day
My friend's got a boyfriend, man, she hates that dick
She tells me every day, bitch
He wants more dinero just to stay at home
Well, my friend, you gotta say
Dick, bitch
Dick, bitch, bitch
Dick, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch
Dick, bitch
Dick, bitch, bitch
Dick, bitch
Dick, bitch, dick
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