Who Dat – English Lyrics

• By: J. Cole
• Album: Cole World: The Sideline Story

Lyrics & Translation

[English]

Who dat, who dat?

Who dat, who dat?

Who dat, who dat?

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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

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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

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