Tay Dizm - Who the f*** is that? - main version - explicit lyrics

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 stance 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 doors lift up This n***a then went mad, I'm what you never had Some of this, and some of that Tell that b**h to give me a kiss, then I smack her on the a** Throw a stack at her and laugh This sh** to me ain't nothing How much money do you have? Thats not up for discussion Ill be mashing out in something European on them bu*tons I been rich since I was eleven My grams look like sevens My k**ers look like reverends And you better count your blessings Konvict piece around my neck Misdemeanor on my wrist Got a felon on my pinkie Got you blinkin when it gliss I got strippers on the payroll Chargers in Diego Yayo like its mayo Don't play around me pesos You should see this steelow Neighborhood nino 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 stance The club owner like who the f** is that? Shinin like a motherf**er BBS is blankin' 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 streets 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 lobster for the dinner Veteran in the game You wasn't n***as, just beginners And my d boy stance bout to pop a rubber band 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? I'm like right left, back forth Yeah I got the money, n***a thats of course Hit the stage with a b-boy stance The club owner like ooo wee Ain't nothin' for me to come through and shut the club down Walk through the club me and mug haters down Drop a stack at the bar, a hundred Louis thirteen Posted up camouflage down to my feet, feet They lookin' at me like, who is, who is he? I straighten up yo boy, he raised in the streets My name's Ramone and you can spell it when I step in yo room Take VI, Chevy go zoom 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? I'm like right left back forth Yeah I got the money, n***a thats of course Hit the stage with a b-boy stance The club owner like who the f** is that?