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~!