Who Dat

Lyrics

[Intro] Who dat, who dat? Huh? Who dat, who dat? Hey Who dat, who dat? Hey [Verse 1] Hey, who dat, who dat? That nigga you been waiting fo' I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it, I ain't hating though 'Cause 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, fingerfuck 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 trailing back [Chorus] 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 'bout my motherfucking name (I got 'em saying) Who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat? Huh, I got 'em saying Who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat? Hey [Verse 2] The mind state of a winner When you thinking 'bout summertime, I'm thinking 'bout the winter When you thinking 'bout breakfast, I'm heating up my dinner I was plotting this moment back when y'all was riding spinners Now, I'm a menace, God as my witness, with this pen I'm insane, yup Hungry like a nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet Clown told me, "Ain't you Roc? Well, 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 sick, now hoes on his joystick Heating up like May weather; dawg, 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 [Chorus] 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 'bout my motherfucking name (I got 'em saying) Who dat, who dat? Huh? Who dat, who dat? I got 'em saying Who dat, who dat? Cole World [Interlude: Andre 3000] Now, who else want to fuck with Hollywood Cole? [Verse 3] 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 Aye, me? I'm fresh prince, I'm Will Smith to the hood, baby, Ain't saying names but we not the same All that 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, homie, your shit is so wack I got my finger on the trigger, tell that nigga, "Hold that" Boy, I'm 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 'fore I'm done, they say that I'm the one Yeah, nigga, I'm the one Ha, I got 'em saying [Chorus] 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 'bout my motherfucking name (I got 'em saying) Who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat? I got 'em saying Who dat, who dat? J. Cole Who dat, who dat? Cole World, nigga [Outro] Fayettenam, hoo Cole World, nigga Hey, Dreamville Cole World, nigga J. Cole