Loon - Who Is Dat lyrics

[I own the club, thats right. Akon, thats right. dolla dolla, especially the strip club t-pain, convict I own the club, thats right. Akon, thats right. dolla dolla, especially the strip club t-pain, convict] let me talk to em, let me talk to em I hit the club with a mug so mean got them n***as like who the f** is that? then I hopped up out the car so clean got them hoes like who the f** is that? hit the door like right left back forth yeah I got the money, n***a thats of course hit the stage with a b-boy stand the club owner like who the f** is that? pull up in somethin tinted, two hundred on the dash, yall sh** rented hot drop cash, watch the door lift up this n***a dont look mad, Im 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 aint nothing how much money do you have? thats not up for discussion Ill be mad she be not in something she knows whats up, European on them bu*tons I been rich since I was eleven my grams look like sevens my k**ers look like revens and you better count your blessings count a peace around my neck misdemeanor on my wrist got a felon on my pinky got you blinky when it gliss I got strippers on payroll charges in diago yayo like its mayo don't play around with me pasos you should see this steelow, neighborhood neno b**hes call me Dolla, but these n***as call me Debo I hit the club with a mug so mean got them n***as like who the f** is that? then I hopped up out the car so clean got them hoes like who the f** is that? hit the door like right left back forth yeah I got the money, n***a thats of course hit the stage with a b-boy stand the club owner like who the f** is that? we the realest n***as that you ever saw dont make me have to come around spread all yall the world so small, its a big golf ball just like the perky titties, just press them up against the wall and while we toss dollas, theyre just starin at my team you wishin that n***a had it lookin so clean track jacket on my back lookin at grean hangin off my a** is some convict jeans aint no long feda, gettin lots a chedda no matter how you look at it, bet I can do better no need to look better, like a gla** of almonral got a little vendetta, then bring out the heavy then pull up on the trigga like Im pullin on these hoes to magic city n***a anything goes so impatient cant wait, the club close I bein the the lambo park beside your door I hit the club with a mug so mean got them n***as like who the f** is that? then I hopped up out the car so clean got them hoes like who the f** is that? hit the door like right left back forth yeah I got the money, n***a thats of course hit the stage with a b-boy stand the club on it like who the f** is that? shinin like a mother f**er bbs is black steve erkle bought a ton that purple stay stinkin you talk to that n***a, I got swag, I got juice see me in that Bentley Coup right in front of runnin shoop you be runnin when I shoot, I be shootin when you runnin Con got me out the street, told me Dolla get that money now Im the club stuntin like la la la la laughin at these clown n***as like ha ha ha ha look, you f**in with a winner strippin often for the dinner veteran in the game you wasnt n***as, just beginners and my d boy stands bout to pop a rubberband f** that fightin in the club you n***as f**in up my plans Im tryna get a dance, her name and her number take her to the teli and get some brain in the hummer you n***as make it rain while dolla make it thunda album comin soon b**h, get ready for the summer I hit the club with a mug so mean got them n***as like who the f** is that? then I hopped up out the car so clean got them hoes like who the f** is that? hit the door like right left back forth yeah I got the money, n***a thats of course hit the stage with a b-boy stand the club on it like who the f** is that?