Patrick Brown - Who Dat lyrics

[Intro] Who dat, who dat? Who dat, who dat? Who dat, who dat? [Verse 1] Hey, who dat, who dat? That n***a you been waiting for I mean the sh** was all bad just a week ago Rappers was bullsh**ting, f** it I ain't hating though Because now a n***a hot enough to f** with one of Satan' hoes And she can't tell the difference, I been through hell conditions Wishing for air conditioning, feeling God was never listening Now I'm on television, and did I fail to mention? Your b**h is tired of missionary, boy you failed the mission Speaking of positions just witness how I elevate it Real n***as celebrate it, finger f** whoever hate it My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn Then I redecorated, that mean my tables turned Live life, might as well, only way to learn Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn So if you're selling crack, or if you're selling rap Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back [Hook] Who dat, who dat? b**h I got that flame Who dat, who dat? b**h I got that flame Who dat, who dat? b**h I got that flame So don't worry about my motherf**ing name I got them saying who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat? I got them saying Who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat? [Verse 2] Hey, the mind state of a winner When you thinking about summertime I'm thinking about the winter When you thinking about breakfast I'm heating up my dinner I was plotting this moment back when y'all was riding spinners Yeah I'm a menace, God as my witness, with this pen I'm insane, yup Hungry like the n***a who ain't got the taste of fame yet Clown told me, “Ain't you Roc? But where the f** your chain at?” Guess it's something like your girl, n***a it ain't came yet The man make the chain, chain don't make the man How many n***as do we know with hella ice but yet they lame? The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same It's like we all headed to Spain they took the boat I took the plane, damn That boy's sick now hoes on his joystick Heating up like May weather, dog I'm on that Floyd sh** Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? Well, they lied Is that your girl? Well, I just G'd her, no A-Rod [Hook] Who dat, who dat? b**h I got that flame Who dat, who dat? b**h I got that flame Who dat, who dat? b**h I got that flame So don't worry about my motherf**ing name I got them saying who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat? I got them saying Who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat? [Interlude: Andre 3000] Now who else want to f** with Hollywood Cole? [Verse 3] The little engine that could, this little n***a is good Rappers claiming they sick, I heal n***as for good A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood And me? I'm fresh prince, I'm Will Smith to the hood Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same All the money and the fame don't change the fact that you lame Might want to grab you a chain, want to tip up your hat Might want to purchase some game, homey your sh** is so wack I got my finger on the trigger, tell that n***a, “hold that” Want 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, gifted, live my life on the run Bet your bottom dollar before I'm done They say that I'm the one, ya n***a I'm the one I got them saying [Hook] Who dat, who dat? b**h I got that flame Who dat, who dat? b**h I got that flame Who dat, who dat? b**h I got that flame So don't worry about my motherf**ing name I got them saying who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat? I got them saying Who dat, who dat? Cole World Who dat, who dat?