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tyler, the creator – whodatboy lyrics

[verse 1: tyler, the creator]
yo, who dat boy? who him is?
him that ni+gga, i swear
stand out guy, him don’t need no chair
well, where the f+ck him at? ’cause n+gga, i’m right here
i don’t shop at the mall, all y’all just
dumb mothaf+cka, i’m a godd+mn artist
you can give me some markers and i’ll draw you a closet
and you know that it’s golf, b+tch, gonna make the deposit
n+gga fresh to death like he got dressed in a coffin
cons, overalls, and a striped shirt
the boy drips swag like a broken faucet
it’s runnin’, n+gga, i’m runnin’ sh+t
that cherry be the bomb like he ran in boston
won’t stop ’til the cops surround him
one n+gga jiggy and the other awesome
with his f+ckin’ face blown off, that’s how they found him
it’s young t
[chorus: tyler, the creator & a$ap rocky]
who dat boy? who him is?
who dat boy? who him is?
n+gga, who dat boy? who him is?
who dem boys? n+gga, who dem is, n+gga?
why you n+ggas feel like that?
mad ’cause a n+gga neck chill like that
you mad ’cause a n+gga push wheel like that?
why you puttin’ bad vibes in the air like that?
n+gga, who dem boys?

[verse 2: a$ap rocky]
who dem is? n+gga, who dem is?
who else step in this b+tch this jig?
who else your b+tch say got a bick this big?
who else came through with a wrist this fl!ck?
n+gga, guess my pants, do my dance
spin around, b+tch, you could kiss my ass
never seen a n+gga in this much raf
still doin’ math when i miss my class
was it summertime ’06, had the number (n)ine
n+gga, never mind, was another time before vince
had the gucci gold tips with the letterman
n+gga, dollar sign was my favorite number at the time
fresh freshmen ’til they skipped my ass
senior citizen, don’t forget my pass
been that n+gga and you knew that there
make the d+ck disappear, how she do that there?
[chorus: tyler, the creator & a$ap rocky]
who dat boy? who him is?
who dat boy? who him is?
n+gga, who dat boy? who him is?
who dem boys? n+gga, who dem is, n+gga?
why you n+ggas feel like that?
mad ’cause a n+gga’s neck chill like that
you mad ’cause a n+gga push wheel like that?
why you puttin’ bad vibes in the+?

[verse 3: tyler, the creator & a$ap rocky]
f+ck the rap, i’m tryna own a planet
from my other f+ckin’ business ventures
these n+ggas these days
actin’ like some b+tches, like they’re f+ckin’ with ya (yeah)
t++th is glistenin’, jesus, christmas
he just sh+ttin’, she exquisite, b+tches be expensive
(yeah, let ’em know, n+gga) and i don’t even need attention
w+ng$ap on the bumper sticker, f+ck you n+ggas
f+ck global warming, my neck is so frío
i’m currently lookin’ for ’95 leo
my mom say she worried because i’m so ill
i should stay in bed, but got too much bread
to make, she said watch my weight
so i stayed home and start eatin’ some meals
get out of my way güey, boy, that’s mclaren
that’s 0 to 60 in 2 point nueve, i’m gone
[outro: tyler, the creator]
oh, f+ck

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