who dat? Who dat ***? Who dat takin' care of you? Tell me, girl, tell me *** who dat Who dat makin' love to you? Lemme hear about who dat Just tell me who dat, who
Tell me who's dat nigga Baby who Who dat Who dat Who dat Who dat Who dat Who dat cont... Yeah I wanna know I wanna know oh Yeah yeah yeah I wanna know who
Translation: Tank. Who Dat.
to Tell me who's dat nigga Baby who Who dat Who dat Who dat Who dat Who dat Who dat cont... Yeah I wanna know I wanna know oh Yeah yeah yeah I wanna know who
No, somehow you somehow knew You said, you said you might be leaving You must be crazy You'll live to one hundred and one Somehow you somehow knew You
C'mon WHOOOO Ay you know what This track obviously dont need no talkin' on it, but I gotta do it Big Tank. let ya'll know, you know what I'm all about
on With a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit Top down air forces white tank
Who?s that? Who?s that? Who?s that? The dopest, flyest OG pimp hustler Gangster player, hardcore motherfucker living today To be honest, I?m totally and
is supposed to be flip bricks All thirty-nine of your bitches, pretty-ass bitch nigga I'll throw some fucked up kicks on Next is a small tank top, the
you or without) sit o to the funky did dat you cant mid who get hypnotized widup wid-ow gritu ( to the funky did that you cant miss who get hypnotized
dough and still wanna stick y'all wit minks Y'all would think y'all was jinxed wit a month of bad luck I'm that huntin' muthafucka and guess who da duck
this fo me she ain't doin dat. Motha fucka get wit me i try to teach a motha fucka somthin and then they just jump in here talk about goin AWOL who
dis game Who could it be? Ya'll know my muthafuckin' name I ain't neva met a gangsta who ain't loved to bang Especially one who can't represent this
[Fab] yesssss what it look like tryin 2 show dese niggas man its dat street fam man we rep dat I'm with a hundred and one niggas we dalmation doggy
wanna stick y'all wit minks Y'all would think y'all was jinxed wit a month of bad luck I'm that huntin muthafucka and guess who da duck I'm Elmer and
All you girls can be on the administration Fire up so? mo' dank, look some mo' Man, I gotta find me a freaky ass ho I'm tired of a bitch who won't suck
name, tryna make this crime pay Money spent, Ben gone, left me with the Hamil-ton Window tint, same ol' song Lincoln on a sack, with the fifty-dat Bump
black And I gota 4-4 and a k like 8-stacks Fuck yo city yo town I state facts, take dat No, better yet like diddy take dat Wait rats I hate rats I clean
