Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Dat, artist - Tank. Date of issue: 14.05.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Who Dat |
| How would you like if I told you I had a new chick |
| and didn’t need you nomore Cause you was sick with it |
| What if I was all in her crib and she was lovin this diddck |
| (and I didn’t tell you cause I didn’t want you to know) |
| Chorus: |
| You aint even all alone with it you actin like you let a nigga hit it |
| plus you aint got no job so how you get them fits and that crib |
| just tell me who dat nigga is who |
| Who Dat putting they hands up all around you |
| and who that gettin that hittin that like i use to |
| Who Dat spendin all they chips |
| Who dat brought you all that shit |
| tell me where did he come from and why he all on my sack |
| how could you let him come in and get what i had |
| I really don’t wanna know but girl |
| I gots to tell me who that nigga baby who |
| Verse 2: |
| Would you like it if I went and got a floss piece |
| and let her stay at my crib cause she would cook for me |
| what if I gave her my last night and she was the one that I claim |
| (and i didn’t tell you cause I didn’t want you to know) |
| Chorus: |
| You aint even all alone with it you actin like you let a nigga hit it |
| plus you aint got no job so how you get them fits and that crib |
| just tell me who dat nigga is who |
| Who Dat putting they hand all up around you |
| and who that gettin that hittin that like i use to |
| Who Dat spead in all they chips |
| who dat brought you all that shit |
| tell where did he come from and why he all on my sack |
| how could you let him come in and get what i had |
| I really don’t wanna know but girl |
| I gots to tell me who that nigga baby who |
| Verse 3: |
| Yeah it’s killin me knowin you aint mine you giving him all my bump and grind |
| I wish I had a desk to make it right just one more time |
| It’s killing know that your gone what nigga gotta do to get you home |
| I just can’t take it, I just can’t fake it Who |
| Chours Until Fade |
| Oh I wanna know whos that nigga in my house getting my mail |
| Getting my chair, wearing my house shoes in my bedroom |