2 Chainz - Who The f** Is That? lyrics

(Oomp Camp productions!) [Intro: Dolla Dolla] I own the club, that's right - Dolla Dolla! Make it rain on these hoes - T-Pain! THE GANG! (You already know) G-A-N-G (Konvict) [Hook] I hit the club with a mug so mean got them n***as like WHO, THE fu*k IS THAT? Then I hopped up out the car it's so clean, got them hoes like WHO, THE fu*k IS THAT? Goes like right, left, back, forth Yeah I got money n***a that's, of cousrse Hit the stage with a b-boy stance, the club owner like WHO, THE fu*k IS THAT? [Verse 1: Dolla] Pull up in somethin tinted, 200 on the dash Y'all sh** rented, I drop cash Watch the doors lift up, this n***a done went mad I'm what you never had, some of this and some of that Tell that b**h to give me kiss, then I smack her on the a** Throw a stack at her and laugh, this sh** to me ain't nothin How much money do you have? That's not up for discussion I be mashin out in somethin European on them bu*tons I been rich since I'se eleven, my grams look like 7's My k**ers look like reverands yeah you better count yo' blessings Konvict piece around my neck, misdemeanor on my wrist Got a felon on my pinky got you blinkin when it glist' I got strippers on the payroll, Chargers in Diego Llello like it's mayo, don't play 'round with me pesos You should see the steelo, neighborhood Nino b**hes call me dolla but these n***as call me D-Bo [Hook] [Verse 2: Dolla] Ay ay ay ay now I'm shinin like a motherf**er, VVS's blinkin Steve Urkel by the ton, that purple steady stinkin You talkin to the dick and I got swag, I got juice See me in that Bentley coupe, right in front of run & shoot You be runnin when I shoot, I be shootin where you runnin 'Kon got me out the streets, told me Dolla get the money Now I'm the club stuntin like LA, LA LA LAH Laughin at these coward n***as like HA, HA HA HAH Look you f**in with a winner, shrimp and lobster for the dinner Veteran in the game you other n***as just beginners In my D-boy stance, 'bout to pop a rubber band f** that fightin in the club, you n***as f**in up my plans I'm tryin to get a dance, her name and her number Take her to the telly get some brain in the Hummer You n***as make it rain, while Dolla make it thunder Album comin soon, b**h get ready for the summer [Hook] - last two lines changed as below Hit the stage with a b-boy stance The club owner like OOOOH-WEEEEEEE~! [Verse 3: Tay Dizm] Ain't nuttin for me to come through and shut the club DOWWWN Walk through the club mean muggin haters out Drop a stack at the bar, hundred Louis 13 Posted up, CAMOUFLAGE DOWN TO MY FEET They lookin at me like who is (who is) who is he? A straight get'cha boy, been raised in the streets If I'm on it you can smell it when I step in yo' room Tay, D-I, 7 goes ZOOM! [Hook] [Outro: Dolla] I'm Dolla baby! G-A-N-G, T-Pain Konvict, Dolla Dolla! Y'all know the name, HA~!