Friends of P. lyrics

I'm a good guy for a gal So won't you look my palm over I've got time for a chat So won't you tell me my future I'm gonna break down at fifty And I'm not quite a stallion I'm a good guy for a gal And I'm mentally slipping Oh yeah, oh yeah What's that ya' see? Oh boy, find out what's up with me Oh yeah, oh yeah What's that ya' see? Tell me more of what's gonna be If you're friends with P. Well, then you're friends with me If you're down with P. Well, then you're down with me Friends of P. Friends of P. Friends of P. Friends... Somebody's fame and fortune is gonna come to me early I get two loves in my life, and I'm dying at 90