Tyler, The Creator - Who Dat Boy lyrics

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Tyler, The Creator - Who Dat Boy lyrics

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator] Yo, who dat boy? Who him is? Him that nig-ga, I swear Standout guy, him don't need no chair Well, where the f** him at? 'Cause n***a, I'm right here I don't shop at the mall, all y'all just Dumb mothaf**a I'm a goddamn artist You can give me some markers and I'll draw you a closet And you know that it's GOLF b**h gon' and make the deposit n***a fresh to d**h like he got dressed in a coffin Cons, overalls, and a striped shirt The boy drip swag like a broken faucet It's runnin', n***a, I'm runnin' sh**, that cherry be the bomb like he ran in Boston Won't stop 'til the cops surround him One n***a jiggy and the other awesome With his f**in' face blown off, that's how they found him It's Young T [Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky] Who dat boy? Who him is? Who dat boy? Who him is? n***a, who dat boy? Who him is? Who dem boys? n***a, who dem is, n***a? Why you n***as feel like that?Mad 'cause a n***a's neck chill like that Mad 'cause a n***a push whip like that? Why you puttin' bad vibes in the air like that? n***a who dem boys? [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky] Who dem is? n***a, who dem is? Who else step in this b**h this jig? Who else your b**h say got a bick this big? Who else came through with a wrist this flick? n***a, Guess my pants, do my dance Spin around, b**h, you can kiss my a** Never seen your n***a in this much Raf Still doin' math when I miss my cla** Was it Summertime '06, had the number 9 n***a, never mind, wasn't nothin' but time before Vince Wear the Gucci bow tears, finna let 'em in n***a, dollar sign was my favorite number at the time Pressed freshmen 'til they skipped my a** Senior citizen, don't forget my pa** Been that n***a and you knew that there Make the dick disappear, how she do that there? [Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky] Who dat boy? Who him is? Who dat boy? Who him is? n***a, who dat boy? Who him is? Who dem boys? n***a, who dem is, n***a? Why you n***as feel like that? Mad 'cause a n***a's neck chill like that Mad 'cause a n***a push whip like that? Why you puttin' bad vibes in the air? [Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky] f** the rap, I'm tryna own a planet From another f**in' business venture These n***as these days Actin' like some b**hes, like they're f**in' with ya (yeah) Teeth is glistenin', Jesus, Christmas Heed your sh** and she exquisite, b**hes be expensive (oh, no, n***a) And I don't even need attention WANG$AP on the bumper sticker, f** you n***as f** global warming, my neck is so frio I'm currently lookin' for '95 Leo My moms is worried because I'm so ill I should stay in bed, but got too much bread To make, she said watch my weight So I stay home and start eatin' some meals Get out of my way, way Boy that's McLaren, that's 0 to 60 in 2 point nueve, I'm gone [Outro: Tyler, The Creator] Call me, call me, call me, uh Call me, call me, call me, uh Call me, call me, call me, uh Call me, call me, call me Call me, how you doin'? Call me, my name is Lonely, nice to meet you Here's my number, you can reach me, woo! 911, call me, call me some time 911, call me, call me some time 911, call me, call me some time 911, call me 911, call me