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who dat? Cole World
Who dat, who dat? I got them sayin'
Who dat, who dat? J. Cole
Who dat, who dat? Cole World nigga
Cole World nigga
Dreamville,
who dat? Cole World
Who dat, who dat? I got them sayin'
Who dat, who dat? J. Cole
Who dat, who dat? Cole World nigga
Cole World nigga
Dreamville,
[Chorus]

[Keyshia Cole]
See, Mary J. I want you to understand you paved the way (for me)
I'm givin' homage (to you)
apartment
Ran up on'em, had a mask on gat in each hand
Robbed Martin, Tommy, Cole, Gena and Pam

Told'em gimmie your bread, mayo, cheese and ham
Took two
[Chorus 1 Sizzla] [Ja Ad'Lib]
They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
All these people smile, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em
[Chorus 1 Sizzla] [Ja Ad'Lib]
They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
All these people smile, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em
me to Drake
Could have been J Cole if I met J-Hov

(Who dat? ASAP) But I'm fly like I never left
You's a lie, like fly without the letter F
If hip
a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin' blood in the air, leave blood on the ground

Niggas'll trade they soul to be Drake or J. Cole
Live and die for this
he completely missed the curve
And he signed off down near the Georgia Line

Mom sat by the radio
The voice she heard she didn't know
B.J.'d never been
a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin' blood in the air, leave blood on the ground

Niggas'll trade they soul to be Drake or J. Cole
Live and die for this
Cole
Cole world
Yeah
Let me take y'all back man
As I do so well

Wasn't nothin' like that
Man, it wasn't nothin' like that first time
She was
Drake, J Coles, and Big Seans
Time for the world to pay homage
Bow to the rap Gods or them K's vomit
Fuck you know about Dipset you little dipshit
If you
bitch a creech owl
Vendetta our story has never been told

Why you keep on doing it and know you shouldn't try?
Why you treat your girls and eat your
it
Er camble, I ramble and gamble and scramble
The whole architect of this beat
Check this out you little ol freak

3
When I was 12
I was told by
the game back and I ain't never lettin' go

I'm the prince of the city
I studied Machiavelli
You niggas couldn't blow with C4 strapped to your belly
I snuck
J)
I'll never question the book, but let's say I lived by the book
I never ate meat on Tuesdays, how much bigger would my wings look?
 
(Shaggy 2 Dope)
over, the gig is over (when a play)
The kid is older and getting colder (many fly by)
But his will hold ya, so listen closer to (a-a)-r-o-n
They
And poor L-J, the sheriff, told us,
That mama got killed by her damn crack pipe.

Well I'm gonna have to find paw a good woman,
Cause he's startin'
Dividing the sheep from the golden lyrical quote
If not you could get smoked, by the mind is sore genius
I mean this I guarantee you never seen this before
Dividing the sheep from the golden lyrical quote
If not you could get smoked, by the mind is sore genius
I mean this I guarantee you never seen this before
Classic, uh, uh, uh
I'd like to welcome y'all to Exit 13
My name is LL Cool J
AKA the GOAT
R. Leslie on the track, uh, uh, uh

I told y'all
Make me wan' pop sumthin', no champagne
Two-five on me, weed and crack on me
Bitch motherfucker tried to get a rep' off me
Leave him there, never
Baby is mad 
Man she got ass 
I looked and gave her my gangsta laugh 
My pedigree my legacy 
I sell it like aphetimines 
They told me at the dinner scene
Written by J.B. Coats
© 1942 Stamps-Baxter Music & Ptg. Co.
© renewed 1970 by Stamps-Baxter Music & Ptg. Co.
© 1977 Stamps-Baxter
This for all my niggas in the city
But this shit really for Queens though
Really for Queens though!
Big city of dreams, motivated by schemes
Gettin'