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

Hey, who dat, who dat? That nigga you been for
I mean the shit was all bad just a ago
was bullshitting, fuck it I ain't hating though
'Cause now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of Satan'
And she can't tell the difference, I been through conditions
for air conditioning, feeling God was never listening
Now I'm on television, and did I fail to
Your bitch is tired of missionary, boy you the mission
of positions just witness how I elevate it
Real niggas celebrate it, finger whoever hate it
My life accelerated, but had to wait my
Then I redecorated, mean my tables turned
Life live, as well, only way to learn
Is try and fail, clientele the only way to
So if selling crack, or if you're selling rap
Make sure it's mean so fiends keep on coming back

Who dat, who Bitch I got that flame
Who dat, who Bitch I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got 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 mind of a winner
When you thinking about summertime I'm thinking about the
When you thinking about breakfast I'm up my dinner
I was plotting this moment back when y'all was spinners
I'm a menace, God as my witness, with this 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, nigga it came yet
The man make the chain, don't make the man
How many niggas do we know with hella ice but yet lame?
The from which we came me and them is not the same
It's like we all to Spain they took the boat I took the plane, damn
boy's sick now hoes on his joystick
Heating up like May weather, dog I'm on Floyd shit
Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? Well, they
Is that your girl? Well, I just G'd her, no

Who dat, who Bitch I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got flame
Who dat, who dat? I got that flame
So worry about my motherfucking name
I got them who dat, who dat?
Who dat, who dat? I got them
Who dat, who dat? Cole
(Now who want to fuck with Hollywood Cole?)

The engine that could, this little nigga is good
Rappers they sick, I heal niggas for good
A of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood
And me? I'm fresh prince, I'm Will Smith to the
Baby, ain't saying but we not the same
All the and the fame don't change the fact that you lame
Might to grab you a chain, want to tip up your hat
Might to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack
I got my finger on the trigger, that nigga, "hold that"
picture perfect baby you can check the Kodak
Hey, so you can do I can do better
And any you can screw I can get wetter
I'm young, black, gifted, live my on the run
Bet your bottom before I'm done
They say that I'm the one, ya 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? Bitch I got that
So worry about my motherfucking name
I got saying who dat, who dat? Cole World
Who dat, who dat? I got sayin'
Who dat, who J. Cole
Who dat, who dat? World nigga
Cole World
Dreamville, World nigga
J.