Letras:
Tank Who Dat

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

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

Bob on the wrist One white, one gold, one nice, untold You can look but don't touch, Guns might unload, now-I respect them thugs who get the jackin' on

summertime while it's hot and got the bitches posted up in the parkin' lot and guess what she want the nigga with the biggest nuts (Who dat?) A nigga 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

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

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

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

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