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PERFORMING ARTISTS
KhakiKid
Performer
chameleon
Performer
CARSTEN2X
Performer
Abdu Huss
Rap
Matthew Harris
Rap
Micheal Gribben
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abdu Huss
Songwriter
Matthew Harris
Songwriter
Micheal Gribben
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
KhakiKid
Producer
chameleon
Producer
CARSTEN2X
Producer
Letra
Who's that girl who ain't your friend?
Like who's that girl you playin' pretend with?
Who's that girl? Who's that girl?
You better lose that girl, lose that girl
Who's that girl who ain't your friend?
Like who's that girl you playin' pretend with?
Who's that girl? Who's that girl?
You better lose that girl, lose that girl
"It's a quiet one tonight," she says on the phone to Becky
These nights been gettin' heavy
I can feel my heartbeat in my teeth, my wallet's sweaty
Swear I could just go home (Never)
Swear she could be on telly
My brother, she's a ten that why these nights do get messy
If we weren't fucked already, we definitely are now
She's got a grip of half the city and she's draggin' it down
Four weeks I've barely been awake, weeks I've barely made a sound
Heard she's gettin' out this city, she won't ever leave this town
Catch me actin' up, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Am I enough? Yeah, yeah
Am I enough? Yeah, yeah
Am I enough? Yeah, yeah
Am I enough? Yeah, yeah
Am I enough?
Who's that girl who ain't your friend?
Like who's that girl you playin' pretend with?
Who's that girl? Who's that girl?
You better lose that girl, lose that girl
Who's that girl who ain't your friend?
Like who's that girl you playin' pretend with?
Who's that girl? Who's that girl?
You better lose that girl, lose that girl
Look, I've never not seen her chewin' gum and she walks around like she runs the place
Hasn't bought a drink in about six years and she's not really one to wait
You've met her twenty times, still will act like she don't know your name
Here I am sayin' all of this, still I can't just fuckin' walk away
She's so sick at backhanded compliments, you wouldn't even see them comin' (Boom)
Like, "That dress is lovely on ya, it really hides your stomach"
I'm so sick of doin' all this runnin', spit me out, I'd love it
We went on a date and saw her mates, she called me her cousin
Who am I? Who am I to keep you waitin'?
Like who am I? Who am I to tell you nothings?
Who am I? Who am I to keep you waitin'?
It's just you and I, you and I, baby, baby
It's just you and I, you and I
Who's that girl who ain't your friend?
Like who's that girl you playin' pretend with?
Who's that girl? Who's that girl?
You better lose that girl, lose that girl
Who's that girl who ain't your friend?
Like who's that girl you playin' pretend with?
Who's that girl? Who's that girl?
You better lose that girl, lose that girl
Writer(s): Abdu Huss, Matthew Harris, Micheal Gribben
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