Текст песни Who The Fuck Is That

(Feat. Akon & T-pain)

I own the club

That's right

Akon, Dolla-Dolla

Especailly the strip club

Let me talk to em T-Pain

Let me talk em

Konvict let me

Talk to em

Chorus:

I hit the club with a mug

So mean got them niggas

Like who the fuck is that

Then I hop up out the car

So clean got them hoes

Like who the fuck is that

Hit da door like right

Left back fourth

Yeah, I got money nigga

That's of cousrse

Hit the stage

With a b-boi stance

The club owner like

Who the fuck is that

Pull up in something

Tented 200 on the dash

Ya'll shit rented

I drop cash

Watch the doors lift up

This nigga then went mad

I'm wat you never had

Some of this some of that

Tell that bitch

To give me kiss

Then I smack her on ass

Throw a stack

At her and laugh

This shit 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

Convict piece around my neck

Misdameter on my risk

Got a fellon on my pinky

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 Paso

You should see the stello

Neighborhood nino

Bithces call me Dolla

But these niggas call me D-Bo

(Chorus)

Akon:

Niggas that u ever saw

Don't make me have to come
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Around and spray at all y'all

The world so small

It's big as a golf ball

Just like them perfect titties

It's pressing against the wall

And while we tossing dollars

They be staring at my team

You wishing that a nigga

Had looking so clean

Track jacket on my back

Looking mint green

Hanging off my ass

It's some konvict jeans

Your no longer better

Your in a lot of chedder

No matter how

Ya look at it bet

I can do it better

No need for lookin better

Like a glass of armmeretter

Got a lil Vendetta

Then bring out

The heavy metel

Pull up on that trigger

Like I'm pulling on

These hoes

After magic city

Nigga anything goes

So impateint

Can't wait to club close

I'll be in the lambo

Poppin side ya don

(Chorus)

Dolla:

I'm shinning

Like a motherfucker

Vvs it blanking

Steve earkle by the tongue

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 where you running

'Kon got me out the streets

Told me dolla get the money

Now I'm the club

Stuntning like la, la, la, la

Laughing at these clown niggas

Like ha, ha, ha, ha

Look you fucking with a winner

Stripping lobster for dinner

Bet you any game

You other just beginners

In my d-oy stancebout

To pop a rubber band

Fuck that fighting in the club

You nigga fuckin' up my plans

I'm tryna get a dance her name

And her number taker her

To the telly get some brain

In the hummer

You niggas make it rain my dollar

Make it thunder album coming soon

Bitch get ready for the summer