Artist: Travis Porter Album: N/A (2010) Title: Who's Dat
Lyrics Who's Dat(Chorus) Who's that fuckin' all the hoes? Who's that doing all the shows? I, I, I, I, I, I, I (Dat Me) Who's that smoking' all that out? Who's that jumping in the crowd? I, I, I, I, I, I, I
(Rell Road) Okay that's Rell Road and I'm with Travis Pee Blowing Os at the law just to fiest me When I hit the stage, got the ladies just sight see Glancing at the wrist cause it looking like a high beam Bitch please, you only hear just to fuck me You ain't with it, there's a door, next one please Oh ten golden When I'm driving Cadillac, Coupe status now so when I'm riding so elusive Drinking' shit this morning so my mind going crazy Heart keeps spitting and my thoughts keep racing I'm so motherfuckin' wasted G-G-Girl bust that pussy so I can come and fade it
(Chorus) Who's that fuckin' all the hoes? Who's that doing all the shows? I, I, I, I, I, I, I (Dat Me) Who's that smoking' all that out? Who's that jumping in the crowd? I, I, I, I, I, I, I
(Quez) Damn, Quez, ya style so diff-er-ent Now a nigga on got all the girls digging' me How the hell you break your ankles ticking it Whole club killing it True Religion ....... ? Damn I need some hoes so I gotta call Rell Road Damn I need some weed so I call up my 'migo You know we got the L bone
Shawty like my smell though Quez, you wanna hit this man dawg? Nigga, hell noo
(Strap) Look who dat be Look who dat is .......................? Pull up for ya no shirt Loud pack, no dirt Drinking, smoking, smoking, drinking Fuck it till my throat hurt ........................? Shout to my partner deaa Riding, we come with the NY and we bought a lot of gear Drink a lot of beer But with Rosae right hea and now the hoes go crazy cause when Travis Port appears
(Ali) Hat to the side Belt to the side Drunk? till its time Shirt with a tie Who's that dressing all crazayyy? Everybody know that that's Traviee Jump in the crowd Ladies jumping with the crowd Drunk as fuck, about to turn it upside down Everyday of week, a nigga out of town and every city we in, we shut that bitch down
(Chorus) Who's that fuckin' all the hoes? Who's that doing all the shows? I, I, I, I, I, I, I (Dat Me) Who's that smoking' all that out? Who's that jumping in the crowd? I, I, I, I, I, I, I |