Luyện nghe bài hát Who Dat Boy

[Verse 1: Tyler, The
Yo, who dat Who him is?
Him that nig-ga, I
Stand up guy, him don't no chair
Well, where the him at?
'Cause nigga, I'm here
I shop at the mall, all y'all just
Dumb
I'm a artist
You can give me some markers and draw you a closet
And you know that GOLF
Bitch and make the deposit
fresh to death like he got dressed in a coffin
Cons, overalls, and a striped
The boy drip swag a broken faucet
runnin', nigga, I'm runnin'
Shit, that be the bomb like he ran in Boston
Won't stop 'til the surround him
One nigga and the other awesome
his fuckin' face blown off, that's how they found him
It's T

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP
Who dat Who him is?
Who dat Who him is?
Nigga, who dat Who him is?
Who dem boys? Nigga, who dem is,
Why you niggas feel that?
Mad a nigga's neck chill like that
Mad 'cause a nigga weight like that?
Why you bad vibes in the air like that?
who dem boys?

[Verse 2: Rocky]
Who dem is? Nigga, who dem is?
Who step in this bitch this jig?
Who else your say got a bick this big?
Who else through with a wrist this flick?
Nigga, my pants, do my dance
Spin around, bitch, you can my ass
Never seen your in this much Raf
Still doin' when I miss my class
Was it '06, had the number 9
Nigga, mind, wasn't nothin' but time before Vince
Had the Gucci gold tips with the
Nigga, dollar sign was my number at the time
Fresh freshmen 'til skipped my ass
citizen, don't forget my pass
Been that and you knew that there
Make the disappear, how she do that there?

Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky]
Who dat Who him is?
Who dat Who him is?
Nigga, who dat Who him is?
Who dem boys? Nigga, who dem is,
Why you niggas feel that?
Mad 'cause a nigga's neck chill that
Mad 'cause a nigga weight like that?
Why you puttin' bad vibes in the

3: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky]
Fuck the rap, I'm tryna own a
From my other business ventures
These these days
Actin' like some bitches, like they're fuckin' ya (yeah)
is glistenin', Jesus, Christmas
He just shittin', she exquisite, bitches be (oh, no, nigga)
And I don't even need
WANG$AP on the sticker, fuck you niggas
global warming, my neck is so frio
I'm currently for '95 Leo
My mom say she worried I'm so ill
I should stay in bed, but got too much
To make, she said watch my
So I stayed home and start some meals
Get out of my way, way
Boy McLaren, that's 0 to 60 in 2 point nueve, I'm gone

Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
Call me, me, call me, uh
me, call me, call me, uh
Call me, call me, me, uh
Call me, me, call me
Call me, how you
Call me, my name is Lonely, to meet you
Here's my number, you can me, woo!
911, call me, me some time
911, call me, call me some
911, call me, call me time
911, me
911, me