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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,
Jack jack.. YEAH! 
Put em up! Put em up! 
Yo yo.. JT Money! 
Throw em up! Throw em up! 
JT Money! 

Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (Joe Nutty who 'dat
Jack jack.. YEAH! 
Put em up! Put em up! 
Yo yo.. JT Money! 
Throw em up! Throw em up! 
JT Money! 

Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (Joe Nutty who 'dat
Jack jack.. YEAH! 
Put em up! Put em up! 
Yo yo.. JT Money! 
Throw em up! Throw em up! 
JT Money! 

Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (Joe Nutty who 'dat
Jack jack.. YEAH! 
Put em up! Put em up! 
Yo yo.. JT Money! 
Throw em up! Throw em up! 
JT Money! 

Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (Joe Nutty who 'dat
Jack jack.. YEAH! 
Put em up! Put em up! 
Yo yo.. JT Money! 
Throw em up! Throw em up! 
JT Money! 

Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (Joe Nutty who 'dat
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who?
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew

Yo who dat off brand nigga tryin to hang wit
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who?
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew

Yo who dat off brand nigga tryin to hang wit
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who?
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew

Yo who dat off brand nigga tryin to hang wit
Jack jack, yeah
Put em up, put em up
Yo yo, JT Money!
Throw em up, throw em up
JT Money

Chorus:

Ai, ya ya ya ya ya ya
Ai, ya ya ya ya ya ya
Who dat
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
some good niggas.
But dey will never be quite like me, I love da mighty dollar dat excites me.
Yung J-O-see come see me. I got heat see it up
yuh business, dat's business

Warlord nuh business, everybody dead
Mi try fi hold di peace and war buss inna mi head
Mi just decide fi rub out from
[Chorus]

[Keyshia Cole]
See, Mary J. I want you to understand you paved the way (for me)
I'm givin' homage (to you)
to do (Whatcha want me to do?)
Take that shit to the muthafuckin' head. Let's go

[Chorus]
This ballers zone, J's on my feet
I'm on dat Patron, so
Psychopathic in this piece, know about it
Leave you hoes flat ass dead, so don't doubt it

BULLET, PLUG 'DAT PUSS!!
Who 'dat?
What 'dat?
Hit that?
Did that
I
Louie
Cause my slug of rocks by my side on the daily
It talks to me, it tells me who to ride on (ride on)
We are a team and it's your life we decide
over piranha, death over dishonor
They killin niggas for J's, that's death over designer
Hey Cole heatin' up like that left-over lasagna
Remember when I
He got nice shoes, wonda if I fit on those?
The sickest flows, I got guns dat can kill a ghost
At the club wearin dead man's Kenneth Coles

[Chorus:
special
Well, who dat, who do dat? 
It's Pubat, well true dat
While some try stealin' but they just keep failin'
'Cause there's nothin' but smooth
whack

Now what you hear is what you lack
Take a lil' bit of this a lil' bit of dat
Who dropped the bomb on hip hop
Who got biggie and who shot tupac
a run up on n****z gunnin em down
And you confess dat I'm da best so who's touchin me now ?
Shipped three hundered thou wit a freestyle 

F***in you
dishonor
They killin' niggas for J's, that's death over designer
Hey Cole heatin' up like that left-over lasagna
Remember when I used to be stressed over
rodney king
We tore up the city nigga, purge
Or just stand there like j. cole and shoot at cops
In the same spot till the case closed, purge

We are dying,