Artist: Rubbabandz Album: New Jack City, Vol. 1: What the Streets Been Missin' Song: Homie Lover Friend Typed by: Cno Evil [Chorus: Rubbabandz] Ay shorty, you really look lonely Can I be your homey? I don't wanna be ya man I just wanna be your friend, someone you can talk to Someone you can trust and depend When ya man ain't acting right, give me a call I come scoop you, we can go have a ball I never had no country girl before Cuz I'm a big city nigga, straight from up north [Rubbabandz] Excuse me girl, what's ya name, can I holla at you? It look like you in some pain, what he putting you through? I know you need someone to talk to, but you got built up inside Looking like it's way overdue You gotta let it out sometime, you feel much better So please get it off your chest, cuz I'm a good listener And I won't say a word, that shit is for the birds Just don't make me mad, cuz I'm a spiteful ass nigga Besides that, I'm here to chit-chat Chit-chat, ease ya pain and ease ya out the slacks Once you puff this purple haze, it's a wrap I know you wanna use me for get back You know I feel a little cheap, but I won't lose no sleep If you was mines, niggas would of been trying to beat That's the name of the game, and I play by rules And I ain't worried about your dude, cuz I keep the tools So, he better not come over here talking that shit Like ain't you that nigga fucking my bitch Cuz I can tell him what it is, like that's what it is I'm not the type of guy to lie on my dick [Chorus]