Who Dat Girl (feat. Akon) - Hardwell Club Mix [Hardwell Club Mix]

Hey, Miss Red Carpet

She can autograph my pockets

Anytime, anyplace, anywhere

I be looking at her body all squatching

I don't want to be obnoxious

But this girl work the gossip

Take away the smile, the tattoos

Now forever she's very godless

I imagine her topless

She might set off my rocket

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

Own it, poppin'

She mad marketing

Attitude like we arguing

With her by my side to bring glitter to my life

I should Twitter this girl is sparkling

She ain't no rock star

But she got groupies

She ain't no actress

But she make movies

And when she struts that thing around

Everybody be breaking they neck like

"Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?"

She ain't got riches

But she got fashion

She ain't a model

But cameras flashing

And when she struts that thing around

Everybody be breaking they neck like

"Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?"

Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?

Whoa, whoa, whoa

Look at her go, whoa, whoa

I wanna know, whoa, whoa

Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?

She ain't no rock star

But she got groupies

She ain't no actress

But she make movies

And when she struts that thing around

Everybody be breaking they neck like

"Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?"

She ain't got riches

But she got fashion

She ain't a model

But cameras flashing

And when she struts that thing around

Everybody be breaking they neck like

"Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?"

Who that girl? Who that girl? Who that girl?