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

[Verse 1:]
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.
Life live, 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?

[Verse 2:]
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, 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.


[André 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,
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, yeah, nigga, I'm the one!
I got them saying


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