| Song | Who Dat Girl |
| Artist | Flo Rida |
| Album | Absolute Dance Summer 2011 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Hey, Ms. Red Carpet | |
| She can autograph my pockets | |
| Anytime, anyplace, anyway | |
| I'll be looking at everybody else watch it | |
| I don't wanna be obnoxious | |
| But this girl's worth the gossip | |
| Take away the smile | |
| The tattoos now, forever she very guard less | |
| I imagine her topless | |
| She might set off my rocket | |
| 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 | |
| On and poppin' | |
| She met Mark and then | |
| Attitude like we arguing | |
| With her by my side I point glitter to my life | |
| I should twitter this girl, she's sparkling | |
| She ain't no rock star | |
| But she's got groupies | |
| She ain't no actress | |
| But she makes movies | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| She ain't got riches | |
| But she's got fashion | |
| She ain't a model | |
| But camera's flashing | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| Hey, they wanna know my mama's name | |
| 'Cause that where she get from | |
| They ain't never shot her with silicon | |
| Shawty is her and her she¡¦s the real one | |
| Touch one, grab one, feel one | |
| I wish she woulda told me that | |
| Ain't nothing wrong bringing the old me back | |
| Little mamma knows my body so trophy glass | |
| She worth it, bring me some Chloe bags | |
| Like damn, can I be yo police badge? | |
| Pull it up, get a little cozy and | |
| Woman is sorta like and oldie jam | |
| Record some on a playboy cam | |
| She ain't no actress | |
| The movie found my mattress | |
| Rock star, none of that practice | |
| But she's got fanatics | |
| She ain't no rock star | |
| But she's got groupies | |
| She ain't no actress | |
| But she makes movies | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| She ain't got riches | |
| But she's got fashion | |
| She ain't a model | |
| But camera's flashing | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| Ooh, ohh, ohh | |
| Look at her, go, I wanna know | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| Ooh, ohh, ohh | |
| Look at her, go, I wanna know ooh ooh | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| She ain't no rock star | |
| But she's got groupies | |
| She ain't no actress | |
| But she makes movies | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| She ain't got riches | |
| But she's got fashion | |
| She ain't a model | |
| But camera's flashing | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? |
| Hey, Ms. Red Carpet | |
| She can autograph my pockets | |
| Anytime, anyplace, anyway | |
| I' ll be looking at everybody else watch it | |
| I don' t wanna be obnoxious | |
| But this girl' s worth the gossip | |
| Take away the smile | |
| The tattoos now, forever she very guard less | |
| I imagine her topless | |
| She might set off my rocket | |
| 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 | |
| On and poppin' | |
| She met Mark and then | |
| Attitude like we arguing | |
| With her by my side I point glitter to my life | |
| I should twitter this girl, she' s sparkling | |
| She ain' t no rock star | |
| But she' s got groupies | |
| She ain' t no actress | |
| But she makes movies | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| She ain' t got riches | |
| But she' s got fashion | |
| She ain' t a model | |
| But camera' s flashing | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| Hey, they wanna know my mama' s name | |
| ' Cause that where she get from | |
| They ain' t never shot her with silicon | |
| Shawty is her and her she s the real one | |
| Touch one, grab one, feel one | |
| I wish she woulda told me that | |
| Ain' t nothing wrong bringing the old me back | |
| Little mamma knows my body so trophy glass | |
| She worth it, bring me some Chloe bags | |
| Like damn, can I be yo police badge? | |
| Pull it up, get a little cozy and | |
| Woman is sorta like and oldie jam | |
| Record some on a playboy cam | |
| She ain' t no actress | |
| The movie found my mattress | |
| Rock star, none of that practice | |
| But she' s got fanatics | |
| She ain' t no rock star | |
| But she' s got groupies | |
| She ain' t no actress | |
| But she makes movies | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| She ain' t got riches | |
| But she' s got fashion | |
| She ain' t a model | |
| But camera' s flashing | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| Ooh, ohh, ohh | |
| Look at her, go, I wanna know | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| Ooh, ohh, ohh | |
| Look at her, go, I wanna know ooh ooh | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| She ain' t no rock star | |
| But she' s got groupies | |
| She ain' t no actress | |
| But she makes movies | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| She ain' t got riches | |
| But she' s got fashion | |
| She ain' t a model | |
| But camera' s flashing | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? |
| Hey, Ms. Red Carpet | |
| She can autograph my pockets | |
| Anytime, anyplace, anyway | |
| I' ll be looking at everybody else watch it | |
| I don' t wanna be obnoxious | |
| But this girl' s worth the gossip | |
| Take away the smile | |
| The tattoos now, forever she very guard less | |
| I imagine her topless | |
| She might set off my rocket | |
| 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 | |
| On and poppin' | |
| She met Mark and then | |
| Attitude like we arguing | |
| With her by my side I point glitter to my life | |
| I should twitter this girl, she' s sparkling | |
| She ain' t no rock star | |
| But she' s got groupies | |
| She ain' t no actress | |
| But she makes movies | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| She ain' t got riches | |
| But she' s got fashion | |
| She ain' t a model | |
| But camera' s flashing | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| Hey, they wanna know my mama' s name | |
| ' Cause that where she get from | |
| They ain' t never shot her with silicon | |
| Shawty is her and her she s the real one | |
| Touch one, grab one, feel one | |
| I wish she woulda told me that | |
| Ain' t nothing wrong bringing the old me back | |
| Little mamma knows my body so trophy glass | |
| She worth it, bring me some Chloe bags | |
| Like damn, can I be yo police badge? | |
| Pull it up, get a little cozy and | |
| Woman is sorta like and oldie jam | |
| Record some on a playboy cam | |
| She ain' t no actress | |
| The movie found my mattress | |
| Rock star, none of that practice | |
| But she' s got fanatics | |
| She ain' t no rock star | |
| But she' s got groupies | |
| She ain' t no actress | |
| But she makes movies | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| She ain' t got riches | |
| But she' s got fashion | |
| She ain' t a model | |
| But camera' s flashing | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| Ooh, ohh, ohh | |
| Look at her, go, I wanna know | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| Ooh, ohh, ohh | |
| Look at her, go, I wanna know ooh ooh | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| She ain' t no rock star | |
| But she' s got groupies | |
| She ain' t no actress | |
| But she makes movies | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? | |
| She ain' t got riches | |
| But she' s got fashion | |
| She ain' t a model | |
| But camera' s flashing | |
| And when she struts that thing around | |
| Everybody be breaking their neck like | |
| Who dat girl? Who dat girl? Who dat girl? |