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Who dat, who dat? Who dat, who dat?
Who dat, who dat?
Who dat, who dat? The *** you been waitin' for?
I mean the *** was all bad just a week ago Rappers is bullshittin', *** it, I ain't
hatin' though 'Cause now a *** hot enough to *** with
one of satin's hoes
And she can't tell the difference, I been through hell conditions
Wishin' for air conditionin', feelin' God was never listenin'
Now I'm on television, and did I fail to mention? Your *** is tired of missionary, boy, you
failed the
mission
Speakin' of positions, just witness how I elevated
Real *** celebrate it, finger-*** whoever hate it
My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn But then I redecorated, that means my tables
turn
Live life, might as well, only way to learn Is try and fail clientele, the only way to
earn So if you're sellin' crack or if you're sellin'
rap Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on
trailin' back
Who dat, who dat? *** I got that flame Who dat, who dat? *** I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? *** I got that flame So don't worry 'bout my muthafuckin' name
I gotta say who dat, who dat? Cole world Who dat, who dat? I gotta say
Who dat, who dat? Hey
The mind state of a winner When you thinkin' 'bout summertime, I'm thinkin'
'bout the winter When you thinkin' 'bout breakfast, I'm heatin'
The cloth from which we came, me and them is not the same
Like we all headed to Spain, they took the boat I took the plane
Dang, that boy sick, now ho's on his joystick Heatin' up like May weather, dog, I'm on that
Floyd *** Boy stick to yo' day job, said you was hot,
well they lied Is that ya gal? Well, I just cheated, no A-Rod
Who dat, who dat? *** I got that flame Who dat, who dat? *** I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? *** I got that flame So don't worry 'bout my muthafuckin' name
I gotta say who dat, who dat? Who dat, who dat? I gotta say
Who dat, who dat? Cole world Now who else wanna *** with Hollywood Cole?
The lil' engine that could, this lil' *** is good
Rappers claiming they sick, I heal *** for good
A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood
Ay, me I'm fresh prince, I'm Will Smith to the hood, baby
Ain't sayin' names but we not the same All that money and the fame don't change the
fact that you lame Might wanna grab you a chain, wanna tip up
your hat Might wanna purchase some game, homie your
*** is so wack
I got my finger on the trigger tell that *** hold dat
Boy, I'm picture perfect, baby, you can check the Kodak
Hey, so anything you can do I can do better And any chick you can screw I can get wetter
I'm young, black get to live my life on the run
Bet you bottom dollar before I'm done They say that I'm the one, yeah ***, I'm
the one, ha
I gotta say who dat, who dat? *** I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? *** I got that flame Who dat, who dat? *** I got that flame
I gotta say who dat, who dat? Cole world Who dat, who dat? I gotta say
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