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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 hating though
now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of Satan' hoes
And she can't the difference, I been through hell conditions
Wishing for air conditioning, feeling God was listening
Now I'm on television, and did I fail to
Your bitch is tired of missionary, boy you the mission
Speaking of positions just how I elevate it
Real celebrate it, finger fuck whoever hate it
My life accelerated, but had to wait my
I redecorated, that mean my tables turned
Life live, might as well, only way to
Is try and fail, clientele the only way to
So if you're selling crack, or if you're rap
Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on back

Who dat, who Bitch 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 them saying who dat, who Cole World
Who dat, who dat? I got them
Who dat, who Cole World
Who dat, who

Hey, the state of a winner
When you about summertime I'm thinking about the winter
When you about breakfast I'm heating up my dinner
I was plotting this moment back y'all was riding spinners
Yeah I'm a menace, God as my witness, with pen I'm insane, yup
Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of yet
Clown told me, "Ain't you Roc? But the fuck your chain at?"
Guess it's something like your girl, it ain't came yet
The man make the chain, don't make the man
How many niggas do we know hella ice but yet they lame?
The from which we came me and them is not the same
It's like we all headed to Spain they took the boat I took the plane,
That boy's sick now on his joystick
Heating up like May weather, dog I'm on Floyd shit
Boy stick to day job, said you was hot? Well, they lied
Is that your Well, I just G'd her, no A-Rod

Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that
So don't worry about my name
I got them who dat, who dat?
Who dat, who I got them sayin'
Who dat, who dat? World
(Now who else want to fuck with Cole?)

The little engine that could, little nigga is good
Rappers claiming they sick, I heal niggas for
A couple of ain't took a field trip to the hood
And me? I'm fresh prince, I'm Will to the hood
Baby, ain't names but we not the same
All the money and the fame don't change the fact 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 finger on the trigger, that nigga, "hold that"
Want picture perfect baby you can check the
Hey, so you can do I can do better
And any chick you can I can get wetter
I'm young, black, gifted, my life on the run
Bet your bottom dollar before I'm
say that I'm the one, ya nigga I'm the one
I got them

Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that
Who dat, who dat? I got that flame
So worry about my motherfucking name
I got them saying who dat, who dat? Cole
Who dat, who dat? I got sayin'
Who dat, who J. Cole
Who dat, who dat? World nigga
Cole nigga
Dreamville, Cole World
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