Who dat, who dat? Who dat, who dat? Who dat, who dat?
Hey, who dat, who dat? That nigga you been waiting for
I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it I ain´t hating though Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of Satan´ hoes And she can´t tell the difference, I been through hell conditions Wishing for air conditioning, feeling God was never listening Now I´m on television, and did I fail to mention? Your bitch is tired of missionary, boy you failed the mission Speaking of positions just witness how I elevate it Real niggas celebrate it, finger fuck whoever hate it My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn Then I redecorated, that mean my tables turned
Live life, might as well, only way to learn Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn So if you´re selling crack, or if you´re selling rap Make sure it´s mean so them fiends keep on coming back
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that flame Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that flame Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that flame So don´t worry about my motherfucking name I got them saying who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat? I got them saying Who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat?
Hey, the mind state of a winner When you thinking about summertime I´m thinking about the winter
When you thinking about breakfast I´m heating up my dinner I was plotting this moment back when y´all was riding spinners Yeah 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 fame yet Clown told me, “Ain´t you Roc? But where the fuck your chain at?” Guess it´s something like your girl, nigga it ain´t came yet The man make the chain, chain don´t make the man How many niggas do we know with hella ice but yet they lame? The cloth 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, damn
That boy´s sick now hoes on his joystick Heating up like May weather, dog I´m on that Floyd shit Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? Well, they lied Is that your girl? Well, I just G´d her, no A-Rod
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that flame Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that flame Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that flame So don´t worry about my motherfucking name I got them saying who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat? I got them saying Who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat?
[Andre 3000] Now who else want to fuck with Hollywood Cole?
The little engine that could, this little nigga is good Rappers claiming they sick, I heal niggas for good A couple of y´all ain´t took a field trip to the hood And me? I´m fresh prince, I´m Will Smith to the hood Baby, ain´t saying names but we not the same All the money and the fame don´t change the fact that you lame Might want to grab you a chain, want to tip up your hat Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack I got my finger on the trigger, tell that nigga, “hold that”
Want picture perfect baby you can check the Kodak Hey, so anything you can do I can do better And any chick you can screw I can get wetter I´m young, black, gifted, live my life on the run Bet your bottom dollar before I´m done They say that I´m the one, ya nigga I´m the one I got them saying
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that flame Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that flame Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that flame So don´t worry about my motherfucking name I got them saying who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat? I got them saying Who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat?
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