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เพลง Who The F*** Is That? (Main Version - Explicit) (Main Version)

 
Who The F*** Is That? (Main Version) - Dolla/T-Pain/Tay Dizm
I own the club that's right
Dolla Dolla

I hit the club with a mug so mean got them
Niggas like "who the f**k is that "

Then I hop up out the car so clean got them
Hoes like "who the f**k is that "
Hit da door like right left back forth
Yeah I got money ni**a that's of course
Hit the stage with a b-boi stance
The club owner like "who the f**k is that "

Pull up in something tented 200 on the dash
Ya'll sh*t rented I drop cash
Watch the doors lift up
This ni**a then went mad
I'm what you never had
Some of this some of that
Tell that b**ch to give me
Kiss then I smack her on a**
Throw a stack at her and laugh
This sh*t to me ain't nothing
How much money do you have
That's not up for discussion
I be mashin out wih something
European on them buttons
I been rich since I was 11
My grams look like 7's
My killers look like reverends
Yea u better count yo blessings
Konvict piece around my neck
Misdemeanor on my wrist
Got a felon on my pinkie

Got you blinking when it glince
I got strippers on a payroll
Charges in Diego
Ya-yo like it's mayo
Don't play around with me pesos
You should see the stello
Neighborhood nino
B**ches call me Dolla
But these niggas call me d-bo
I hit the club with a mug so mean

Got them niggas like "who the f**k is that "

Then I hop up out the car so clean
Got them hoes like "who the f**k is that "
Hit da door like right left back forth
Yeah I got money ni**a that's of course
Hit the stage with a b-boi stance
The club owner like "who the f**k is that "
I'm shining like a motherf**ker
VVS is blanking
Steve Urkle by the ton
That purple steady stankin

You talking yo the deckin'
I got swag I got juice
See me in that Bentley coupe
Right from runnin shoot
You be running when I shoot
I be shooting when you running
'Kon got me out the streets told me
"Dolla get the money"
Now I'm the club stuntin'
Like "la la la la"
Laughing at these clown niggas
Like "ha ha ha ha"
Look you f**king with a winner
Stripping lobster for dinner
Veteran in the game
You other niggas just beginners
In my d-boi stance
'Bout to pop a rubber band
F**k that fighting in the club
You niggas f**kin' up my plans
I'm tryna get a dance
Her name and her number
Take her to the telly
Get some brain in the hummer
You niggas make it rain
But Dolla make it thunder
Album coming soon b**ch
Get ready for the summer
I hit the club with a mug
So mean got them niggas like
"who the f**k is that "

Then I hop up out the car so clean
Got them hoes like
"who the f**k is that "
Hit da door like right left back forth
Yeah I got money
Ni**a that's of course
Hit the stage with a b-boi stance
The club owner like

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 niggas
Like "who the f**k is that "
Then I hop up out the car
So clean got them hoes like
"who the f**k is that "
Hit da door like right left back forth

Yeah I got money ni**a
That's of course

Hit the stage with a b-boi stance
The club owner like
"who the f**k is that "

Artist:
Who The F*** Is That? (Main Version) - Dolla/T-Pain/Tay Dizm
I own the club that's right
Dolla Dolla

I hit the club with a mug so mean got them
Niggas like "who the f**k is that "

Then I hop up out the car so clean got them
Hoes like "who the f**k is that "
Hit da door like right left back forth
Yeah I got money ni**a that's of course
Hit the stage with a b-boi stance
The club owner like "who the f**k is that "

Pull up in something tented 200 on the dash
Ya'll sh*t rented I drop cash
Watch the doors lift up
This ni**a then went mad
I'm what you never had
Some of this some of that
Tell that b**ch to give me
Kiss then I smack her on a**
Throw a stack at her and laugh
This sh*t to me ain't nothing
How much money do you have
That's not up for discussion
I be mashin out wih something
European on them buttons
I been rich since I was 11
My grams look like 7's
My killers look like reverends
Yea u better count yo blessings
Konvict piece around my neck
Misdemeanor on my wrist
Got a felon on my pinkie

Got you blinking when it glince
I got strippers on a payroll
Charges in Diego
Ya-yo like it's mayo
Don't play around with me pesos
You should see the stello
Neighborhood nino
B**ches call me Dolla
But these niggas call me d-bo
I hit the club with a mug so mean

Got them niggas like "who the f**k is that "

Then I hop up out the car so clean
Got them hoes like "who the f**k is that "
Hit da door like right left back forth
Yeah I got money ni**a that's of course
Hit the stage with a b-boi stance
The club owner like "who the f**k is that "
I'm shining like a motherf**ker
VVS is blanking
Steve Urkle by the ton
That purple steady stankin

You talking yo the deckin'
I got swag I got juice
See me in that Bentley coupe
Right from runnin shoot
You be running when I shoot
I be shooting when you running
'Kon got me out the streets told me
"Dolla get the money"
Now I'm the club stuntin'
Like "la la la la"
Laughing at these clown niggas
Like "ha ha ha ha"
Look you f**king with a winner
Stripping lobster for dinner
Veteran in the game
You other niggas just beginners
In my d-boi stance
'Bout to pop a rubber band
F**k that fighting in the club
You niggas f**kin' up my plans
I'm tryna get a dance
Her name and her number
Take her to the telly
Get some brain in the hummer
You niggas make it rain
But Dolla make it thunder
Album coming soon b**ch
Get ready for the summer
I hit the club with a mug
So mean got them niggas like
"who the f**k is that "

Then I hop up out the car so clean
Got them hoes like
"who the f**k is that "
Hit da door like right left back forth
Yeah I got money
Ni**a that's of course
Hit the stage with a b-boi stance
The club owner like

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 niggas
Like "who the f**k is that "
Then I hop up out the car
So clean got them hoes like
"who the f**k is that "
Hit da door like right left back forth

Yeah I got money ni**a
That's of course

Hit the stage with a b-boi stance
The club owner like
"who the f**k is that "


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