Who The Fuck Is That?

(Oomp Camp productions!)

[Intro: Dolla Dolla]

I own the club, that's right - Dolla Dolla!

Make it rain on these hoes - T-Pain!

THE GANG! (You already know)

G-A-N-G (Konvict)

[Hook]

I hit the club with a mug so mean got them niggas like

WHO, THE FUCK IS THAT?

Then I hopped up out the car it's so clean, got them hoes like

WHO, THE FUCK IS THAT?

Goes like right, left, back, forth

Yeah I got money nigga that's, of cousrse

Hit the stage with a b-boy stance, the club owner like

WHO, THE FUCK IS THAT?

[Verse 1: Dolla]

Pull up in somethin tinted, 200 on the dash

Y'all shit rented, I drop cash

Watch the doors lift up, this nigga done went mad

I'm what you never had, some of this and some of that

Tell that bitch to give me kiss, then I smack her on the ass

Throw a stack at her and laugh, this shit to me ain't nothin

How much money do you have? That's not up for discussion

I be mashin out in somethin European on them buttons

I been rich since I'se eleven, my grams look like 7's

My killers look like reverands yeah you better count yo' blessings

Konvict piece around my neck, misdemeanor on my wrist

Got a felon on my pinky got you blinkin when it glist'

I got strippers on the payroll, Chargers in Diego

Llello like it's mayo, don't play 'round with me pesos

You should see the steelo, neighborhood Nino

Bitches call me dolla but these niggas call me D-Bo

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Dolla]

Ay ay ay ay now I'm shinin like a motherfucker, VVS's blinkin

Steve Urkel by the ton, that purple steady stinkin

You talkin to the dick and I got swag, I got juice

See me in that Bentley coupe, right in front of run & shoot

You be runnin when I shoot, I be shootin where you runnin

'Kon got me out the streets, told me Dolla get the money

Now I'm the club stuntin like LA, LA LA LAH

Laughin at these coward niggas like HA, HA HA HAH

Look you fuckin with a winner, shrimp and lobster for the dinner

Veteran in the game you other niggas just beginners

In my D-boy stance, 'bout to pop a rubber band

Fuck that fightin in the club, you niggas fuckin up my plans

I'm tryin to get a dance, her name and her number

Take her to the telly get some brain in the Hummer

You niggas make it rain, while Dolla make it thunder

Album comin soon, bitch get ready for the summer

[Hook] - last two lines changed as below

Hit the stage with a b-boy stance

The club owner like OOOOH-WEEEEEEE~!

[Verse 3: Tay Dizm]

Ain't nuttin for me to come through and shut the club DOWWWN

Walk through the club mean muggin haters out

Drop a stack at the bar, hundred Louis 13

Posted up, CAMOUFLAGE DOWN TO MY FEET

They lookin at me like who is (who is) who is he?

A straight get'cha boy, been raised in the streets

If I'm on it you can smell it when I step in yo' room

Tay, D-I, 7 goes ZOOM!

[Hook]

[Outro: Dolla]

I'm Dolla baby! G-A-N-G, T-Pain

Konvict, Dolla Dolla!

Y'all know the name, HA~!