Trinidad James Who Dat Lyrics
Who Dat by Trinidad James
Ft. Curren$y
(Intro)
Yak, yak, yak, Spitter!
(Hook)
I just took this jet right here to Trinidad (bitch)
And when I landed, bitches screamin' I'm the man (woah)
I just took this jet right here to Trinidad
And when I landed, bitches screamin' I'm the man (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
(Verse: Spitta)
Don't mention this jet, hoe
The plane already left, hoe
The pilot might swing back for
A cheque with enough zeros
Ya listenin' to a hero
Niggas lookin' at me for they freshness
Bitches lookin' at me for directions
Question, Allen Iverson
Reebok red swing toes was the best ones
Grey sweatpants, hoppin' out of the Range
Dressed like I'm fit to play in the And1 game
Listenin' to Pimp C, hoe, I'm flexin'!
Poppers on that Barist
Got that motor from an ZO-6
I'm rollin' up enough turns to get from
New Orleans to Atlanta
I know theone homie and I'm about heart
And when I hit him up he gon' have it
Got my grinder and my nighter
Hoes repent that raw baggage
Stayn high, good times with a bad bitch
Chill like
(Hook)
I just took this jet right here to Trinidad (bitch)
And when I landed, bitches screamin' I'm the man (woah)
I just took this jet right here to Trinidad
And when I landed, bitches screamin' I'm the man (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
(Bridge)
ATL hoe, ATL hoe
Heard we got em girl twerkin' for a Julio
Touchdown, Lord, I luv my city, luv that Georgia town
This is ? used to have em ridin' all the hoes
Now we live from ? believe that
Fashion in the future, but my heart is where the streets at
New Orleans for the week-end, spit it where the trees at
Up the inches on that pussy, baby call me Steve Jackson
Steve James, yo, foster bitch, I come fly
Rip Adele to a mountain zine
Still reppin' that South Side
2 bitches on my back
Feel legit like Mike Ryan
ATL nigga shot, but I'm a Dirty Bird Alumni
Giants
(Hook)
I just took this jet right here to Trinidad (bitch)
And when I landed, bitches screamin' I'm the man (woah)
I just took this jet right here to Trinidad
And when I landed, bitches screamin' I'm the man (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
(Intro)
Yak, yak, yak, Spitter!
(Hook)
I just took this jet right here to Trinidad (bitch)
And when I landed, bitches screamin' I'm the man (woah)
I just took this jet right here to Trinidad
And when I landed, bitches screamin' I'm the man (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
(Verse: Spitta)
Don't mention this jet, hoe
The plane already left, hoe
The pilot might swing back for
A cheque with enough zeros
Ya listenin' to a hero
Niggas lookin' at me for they freshness
Bitches lookin' at me for directions
Question, Allen Iverson
Reebok red swing toes was the best ones
Grey sweatpants, hoppin' out of the Range
Dressed like I'm fit to play in the And1 game
Listenin' to Pimp C, hoe, I'm flexin'!
Poppers on that Barist
Got that motor from an ZO-6
I'm rollin' up enough turns to get from
New Orleans to Atlanta
I know theone homie and I'm about heart
And when I hit him up he gon' have it
Got my grinder and my nighter
Hoes repent that raw baggage
Stayn high, good times with a bad bitch
Chill like
(Hook)
I just took this jet right here to Trinidad (bitch)
And when I landed, bitches screamin' I'm the man (woah)
I just took this jet right here to Trinidad
And when I landed, bitches screamin' I'm the man (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
(Bridge)
ATL hoe, ATL hoe
Heard we got em girl twerkin' for a Julio
Touchdown, Lord, I luv my city, luv that Georgia town
This is ? used to have em ridin' all the hoes
Now we live from ? believe that
Fashion in the future, but my heart is where the streets at
New Orleans for the week-end, spit it where the trees at
Up the inches on that pussy, baby call me Steve Jackson
Steve James, yo, foster bitch, I come fly
Rip Adele to a mountain zine
Still reppin' that South Side
2 bitches on my back
Feel legit like Mike Ryan
ATL nigga shot, but I'm a Dirty Bird Alumni
Giants
(Hook)
I just took this jet right here to Trinidad (bitch)
And when I landed, bitches screamin' I'm the man (woah)
I just took this jet right here to Trinidad
And when I landed, bitches screamin' I'm the man (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)
Who dat bitch? Who dat bitch? (rise up)