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JT Money - Who Dat Feat. Solé (Official Video)
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
JT Money
JT Money
Rap
Tricky Stewart
Tricky Stewart
Programmierung
Sole
Sole
Begleitgesang
The Red Zone Clique
The Red Zone Clique
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tricky Stewart
Tricky Stewart
Komponist:in
Christopher A. Stewart
Christopher A. Stewart
Songwriter:in
Thabiso Nkhereanye
Thabiso Nkhereanye
Songwriter:in
Diandre Davis
Diandre Davis
Komponist:in
Tonya Johnston
Tonya Johnston
Komponist:in
Tony Mercedes
Tony Mercedes
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Tricky Stewart
Tricky Stewart
Produzent:in
Rob Hunter
Rob Hunter
Ingenieur:in
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mischtechniker:in
Vernon Mungo
Vernon Mungo
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

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Jack, Jack, yeah, put 'em up, put 'em up Yo, yo, JT Money, throw 'em up, throw 'em up JT Money Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya (yo ready) Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who? Who dat, who dat, who dat tryin' to get up in my crew? Yo, who dat off-brand nigga tryin' to hang wit the clique? Flossin' like you came with the clique But would you bang with the clique if it was thick Or do you just ride dick? The player, I don't know you, nigga, tell me who you with? If you hang with the Squad, you bound to get scarred Sucker boys run they mouth, real niggas run the yard 'Round here we blow trees, don't fuck with OBs You dick ride niggas might be the police, aight? Ay ya ya ya ya ya ya (Aya nigger) Ay ya ya ya ya ya ya (eyo) Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who? (huh) Who dat, who dat, who dat tryin' to get up in my crew? (Is you) Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya (Aya ya ya) Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who? Who dat, who dat, who dat tryin' to get up in my crew? Me and my girls rollin' deep, represent the Zoe Bunch of fly-ass bitches, when we ride, it's on See them niggas all pause, droppin' digital phones Askin' me, "where you from?" 'cause they wantin' to clone, niggas Them lines they spit, they want my shit But game be wack, I turn my back Then I hear that you're lickin, stickin' it, tellin' all your friends that your dick in it When you know you'll never get with this Hi-Fi shit, nigga, you was sick with this, say "Who dat? Who dat?" (ay, ya, ya,) No chance, blew dat When you said that you rolled with this Had red zone niggas throwin' blows for this bitch Don't you deny it, nigga, don't even try it, nigga You makin' claims that you laid with the fire, nigga Don't know your name, it 'till remains That you would say you fucked Sole Every time that I turn my back, burn the track Niggas wanna say that they earned a stack Dick to jack, picture that, say my name and then wonder "Who the fuck is that?" Why? Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who? (huh) Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew? Ay, ya, ya, ya ya, ya, ya Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who? (huh) Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew? He is a legendary up in this motherfucker Veteran in this game and still bringin' ruckus Never had no time for tricks or no bustas I only fuck with that real, I got no love for suckas All these tiny-ass niggas be wantin' to wear my shoes Ain't got the slightest of clues or either paid your dues Then these hoes goin' crazy 'bout J, baby The way you show me your love is by the way you pay me The game room been closed, so stay up out of mine Just know I keep niggas up and crunk like powder lines Motherfuckers be all up in a nigga biz Tryin' to question my shit just like a pop quiz, nigga what this is? Aight Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ay, ya, ya, ya ya, ya, ya Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who? (huh) Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew? (Is you) Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who? (huh) Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew? We off the chain, nigga, we runnin' game, nigga You wanna bang, nigga? It ain't no thang, nigga We off the chain, nigga, we runnin' game, nigga You wanna bang, nigga? It ain't no thang, nigga, aight Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who? (huh) Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew? Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who? (huh) Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who? Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who? (huh) Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew Yeah, OBs off limits Hahaha let go
Writer(s): Chris Stewart, Tonya Johnston, Deandra Davis, Jeffrey Jermaine Pka Jt Money Thompkins, Thaddeaus "tab" Nasarenay Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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