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

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

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

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

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

The little engine that could, this little is good
Rappers they sick, I heal niggas for good
A couple of ain't took a field trip to the hood
And me? I'm fresh prince, I'm Will Smith to the
Baby, saying names but we not the same
All the money and the fame change the fact that you lame
Might want to you a chain, want to tip up your hat
Might want to some game, homey your shit is so wack
I got my finger on the trigger, tell nigga, "hold that"
Want picture perfect baby you can the Kodak
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 I'm done
say that I'm the one, ya nigga I'm the one
I got saying

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 don't about my motherfucking name
I got them saying who dat, who dat? Cole
Who dat, who dat? I got them
Who dat, who J. Cole
Who dat, who dat? World nigga
Cole World
Dreamville, Cole nigga
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