Who Dat Girl

Hey, Miss Red Carpet
She can autograph my pockets
Any time, any place, any way
I be lookin', everybody else watch it
I don't wanna be obnoxious
But this girl worth the gossip
Take away the smile and the tattoos
Now, forever, she very godless
I imagine her topless
She might set off my rocket
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Arm and poppin'
She met Mark and them
Attitude like we arguin'
With her by my side to bring glitter to my life
I should Twitter this girl is sparklin'

She ain't a rockstar, but she got groupies
She ain't no actress, but she make movies
And when she strut that thing around
Everybody be breakin' they neck like
Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?
She ain't got riches, but she got passion
She ain't a model, but cameras flashin'
And when she strut that thing around
Everybody be breakin' they neck like
Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?

Hey, I wanna know my mama name
'Cause that's where she get that from
They never shot her with silicone
Shawty is her and her, and she the real one
Touch one, grab one, feel one
I wish she woulda told me that
Ain't nothin' wrong bringin' the old me back
Now mama know my body so trophy glass
She worth every bit of some Chloe bags
Like, damn, can I be your police badge?
Pull it over, get a little cozy and
Reminisce on it like an oldie jam
Record some shh on a Playboy cam
She ain't no actress, the movie film, my mattress
Rockstar, none of that practice, but still she got fanatics

She ain't a rockstar, but she got groupies
She ain't no actress, but she make movies
And when she strut that thing around
Everybody be breakin' they neck like
Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?
She ain't got riches, but she got passion
She ain't a model, but cameras flashin'
And when she strut that thing around
Everybody be breakin' they neck like
Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?

Woah, woah, woah
Look at her go, woah, woah, woah
I wanna know, woah, woah, woah
Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?
Yeah, woah, woah, woah
Look at her, look at her, look at her go
Look at her go, woah, woah, woah
Look at her, look at her, look at her go
I wanna know, woah, woah, woah
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna know
She told me
Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?

She ain't a rockstar, but she got groupies
She ain't no actress, but she make movies
And when she strut that thing around
Everybody be breakin' they neck like
Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?
She ain't got riches, but she got passion
She ain't a model, but cameras flashin'
And when she strut that thing around
Everybody be breakin' they neck like
Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?