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Who dat, who
Who dat, who
Who dat, who

Hey, who dat, who dat? That nigga you waitin' for
I the shit was all bad just a week ago
Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it I ain't hating
now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of Satan' hoes
And she can't tell the difference, I been through hell
Wishing for air conditioning, feeling God was listening
Now I'm on television, and did I to mention?
Your bitch is tired of missionary, boy you failed the
Speaking of positions just witness how I it
Real niggas it, finger fuck whoever hate it
My life accelerated, but had to wait my
Then I redecorated, that my tables turned
Life live, might as well, only way to
Is try and fail, clientele the way to earn
So if selling crack, or if you're selling rap
Make sure it's mean so them fiends on coming back

Who dat, who Bitch I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that
So don't worry about my motherfucking
I got them who dat, who dat? Cole World
Who dat, who dat? I got sayin'
Who dat, who dat? Cole
Who dat, who

Hey, the mind of a winner
When you thinking about summertime I'm thinking about the
When you thinking breakfast I'm heating up my dinner
I was plotting this back when y'all was riding spinners
Yeah I'm a menace, God as my witness, with pen I'm insane, yup
like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet
Clown told me, "Ain't you But where the fuck your chain at?"
Guess it's like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet
The man make the chain, don't make the man
How many niggas do we know with ice but yet they lame?
The cloth from which we came me and is not the same
It's like we all headed to Spain they took the boat I took the plane,
boy's sick now hoes on his joystick
Heating up like May weather, dog I'm on that Floyd
Boy stick to your day job, said you was Well, they lied
Is your girl? Well, I just G'd her, 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 about my name
I got saying who dat, who dat?
Who dat, who I got them sayin'
Who dat, who Cole World
(Now who else to fuck with Hollywood Cole?)

The little engine that could, this little is good
Rappers claiming they sick, I heal for good
A couple of y'all took a field trip to the hood
And me? I'm fresh prince, I'm Will Smith to the
Baby, ain't names but we not the same
All the money and the fame don't the fact that you lame
Might want to you a chain, want to tip up your hat
Might want to purchase game, homey your shit is so wack
I got my on the trigger, tell that nigga, "hold that"
Want perfect baby you can check the Kodak
Hey, so anything you can do I can do
And any chick you can I can get wetter
I'm young, black, gifted, live my on the run
Bet your dollar before I'm done
say that I'm the one, ya nigga I'm the one
I got saying

Who dat, who Bitch I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that
So don't worry about my motherfucking
I got them saying who dat, who Cole World
Who dat, who dat? I got them
Who dat, who dat? J.
Who dat, who dat? World nigga
World nigga
Dreamville, Cole World
J.