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

Hey, who dat, who dat? That nigga you waitin' for
I the shit was all bad just a week ago
Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it I hating though
'Cause now a nigga hot enough to fuck one of Satan' hoes
And she can't tell the difference, I been through hell
Wishing for air conditioning, feeling God was listening
Now I'm on television, and did I to mention?
Your is tired of missionary, boy you failed the mission
Speaking of just witness how I elevate it
Real niggas it, finger fuck whoever hate it
My life accelerated, but had to my turn
Then I redecorated, that my tables turned
Life live, 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? I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got that
Who dat, who Bitch I got that flame
So don't worry my motherfucking name
I got them saying who dat, who Cole World
Who dat, who dat? I got them
Who dat, who Cole World
Who dat, who

Hey, the mind state of a
When you thinking about summertime I'm thinking the winter
When you thinking about breakfast I'm heating up my
I was plotting this moment when y'all was riding spinners
Yeah I'm a menace, God as my witness, this pen I'm insane, yup
Hungry like the nigga who 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, it ain't came yet
The man the chain, chain don't make the man
How many niggas do we with hella ice but yet they lame?
The cloth from which we came me and them is not the
It's like we all headed to Spain took the boat I took the plane, damn
That sick now hoes on his joystick
up like May weather, dog I'm on that Floyd shit
Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? Well, they
Is that your girl? Well, I G'd her, no A-Rod

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

The little engine that could, this little nigga is
claiming they sick, I heal niggas for good
A couple of y'all ain't took a field to the hood
And me? I'm fresh prince, I'm Smith to the hood
Baby, ain't saying but we not the same
All the money and the fame don't change the fact you lame
Might to grab you a chain, want to tip up your hat
Might to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack
I got my finger on the trigger, that nigga, "hold that"
Want picture perfect baby you can check the
Hey, so you can do I can do better
And any chick you can screw I can get
I'm young, black, gifted, live my on the run
Bet your dollar before I'm done
They say that I'm the one, ya I'm the one
I got them

Who dat, who Bitch I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? I got that flame
Who dat, who dat? Bitch I got flame
So don't worry about my name
I got them who dat, who dat? Cole World
Who dat, who dat? I got sayin'
Who dat, who dat? J.
Who dat, who dat? Cole nigga
Cole World
Dreamville, Cole World
J.