Who Dat

(Tyga) Uh, haha Haah, gettin that money I been waiting' for Ray Allen number nutting less than 20K a show Used to wanna be a B-Baller now I ball without a coach Heard she ain't fuckin', she ain't fuckin? Haah, Gettin that money I been waitin' for Ray Allen number nuttin less than 20K a show Used to wanna be a B-Baller now I ball without a coach Heard she ain't fuckin', she ain't fuckin?, then she gotta go! I turn beast, Billy badass Geronimo Call me young heart attack, you just give her minor strokes Patty cake dick her down then she row, row her boat Penetrated in her throat Now she in a comatose Been waitin' ages my nigga kicked in the fuckin' door Had me on some Bullshit Manifestin' evidence Ever since turn into a bull Carlos Boozer shit Send a killer, kill the stage on some thriller shit Said she don't swallow on her knees She goin' spit it out like a policy I'm so nasty fuck her in the back seat Doggystyle Lassie Mr. boombastic, Shaggy! Motherfuck the law, I Pac all y'all I pop all ya'll For my family, my dawgs to my mother, bless her heart I am her only son, and her son ain't far Shinnin' I'm a star, nigga Luminous charm Just blew up but I been a bomb Boys tryna show up, gettin' shitted on I'm at the game courtside with my camo's on Herringbone, snap back Gettin' lap dance while you gettin' laughed at I swear this that nigga dig a whole Get you buried track And you've awaken the dead the anti-christ is back I know you don't give a fuck about me I swear I don't give a fuck about you So I'm a get this money And count it all day while you muthafuckas say who dat!