Who Dat (In the style of J.Cole) [Karaoke Version with Lead Vocal]

歌詞

Who dat, who dat? Who dat, who dat? Who dat, who dat? Who dat, who dat? The nigga you been waitin' for? I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago Rappers is bullshittin', fuck it, I ain't hatin' though 'Cause now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of Satin's hoes And she can't tell the difference, I been through hell conditions Wishin' for air conditionin', feelin' God was never listenin' Now I'm on television, and did I fail to mention? Your bitch is tired of missionary, boy, you failed the mission Speakin' of positions, just witness how I elevated Real niggas celebrate it, finger fuck whoever hate it My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn But then I redecorated, that means my tables turn Live life, might as well, only way to learn Is try and fail clientele, the only way to earn So if you're sellin' crack or if you're sellin' rap Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on trailin' 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 'bout my muthafuckin' name I gotta say who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat? I gotta say Who dat, who dat? Hey The mind state of a winner When you thinkin' 'bout summertime, I'm thinkin' 'bout the winter When you thinkin' 'bout breakfast, I'm heatin' up my dinner I was plottin' this moment back when y'all was ridin' spinners Now 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 Cloud told me, "Ain't you Roc? Well, where the fuck yo' chain at?" Guess it's somethin' 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 Like we all headed to Spain, they took the boat I took the plane Dang, that boy sick, now ho's on his joystick Heatin' up like May weather, dog, I'm on that Floyd shit Boy stick to yo' day job, said you was hot, well they lied Is that ya gal? Well, I just cheated, 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 'bout my muthafuckin' name I gotta say who dat, who dat? Who dat, who dat? I gotta say Who dat, who dat? Cole World Now who else wanna fuck with Hollywood, Cole? The lil' engine that could, this lil' 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 Ay, me I'm Fresh Prince, I'm Will Smith to the hood, baby Ain't sayin' names but we not the same All that money and the fame don't change the fact that you lame Might wanna grab you a chain, wanna tip up your hat Might wanna purchase some game, homie your shit is so whack I got my finger on the trigger tell that nigga hold dat 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 get to live my life on the run Bet you bottom dollar before I'm done They say that I'm the one, yeah nigga, I'm the one, ha I gotta say 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 muthafuckin' name I gotta say who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat? I gotta say Who dat, who dat? J. Cole Cole World, nigga, Cole World, nigga J. Cole