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lirik lagu who r u – noga erez – נגה ארז

[intro]
they want my bidness on the front page
i put prescription in dior frames
i had the vision back in 12th grade
that i’d be k!lling sh*t with doc dre

[pre*chorus]
i never want it to ever be over
i’m out in philly, i thought it’d be colder (colder)
drunk off the liqui, i might need a chauffeur (chauffeur)
check out my jiggy, check out my, uh

[chorus]
now, who are you?
i don’t know, no
what you do?
i don’t know, no
you short a few? (oh, don’t make me have to lose it)
oh no, no, hold up
pull my sticky out the jar, come on

[verse 1]
ooh savage, that’s a nice get*up
international, rocking j*panese denim
enough gas to get you above average
how many more drags do i have to puff from my cigar?
new enemies, they bringing my old ways back
back in my day, woulda had your whole face smacked
look at you n*ggas, wonder why i f*cking hate rap
ooh, what make you wanna go and say that?
and i’m on another wave, and i’m puttin’ on suede
n*ggas feeling overpaid, f*ck i’m ‘posed to do?
don’t n0body know your name, we ain’t ever seen ya face
you ain’t ever gang*bang, what you tryna prove?
[pre*chorus]
i never want it to ever be over (over)
i’m out in philly, i thought it’d be colder (colder)
drunk off the liqui, i might need a chauffeur (chauffeur)
check out my jiggy, check out my, uh

[chorus]
who are you?
i don’t know, no
what you do?
i don’t know, no
you short a few?
oh no, no, hold up
pull my sticky out the jar, come on

[verse 2]
i’ve been swimming through the process
and you can’t see me, i’m the loch ness
you could proceed, but with caution
give the proceeds to my god*kids
old dirt on my conscience
same n*gga my pop is
lame n*ggas wanna pop sh*t
get dropped quick by a drop kick
why you gotta lie to me so much, babe?
you tell me the same sh*t that you told what’s*his*name
if it don’t work out, i’ll go back to hustling
couple hundred*thousand up in my mother’s name, peace
world peace, n*ggas talk about “don’t shoot”
tell that to police, mmm
scared, ain’t none of them prepared, i could see
promise i’ma get them commas before i decease
[pre*chorus]
i never want it to ever be over (over)
i’m out in philly, i thought it’d be colder (colder)
drunk off the liqui, i might need a chauffeur (chauffeur)
check out my jiggy, check out my, uh

[chorus]
now, who are you?
i don’t know, no
what you do?
i don’t know, no
you short a few?
oh no, no, hold up
pull my sticky out the jar, come on

- noga erez נגה ארז

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