Whatever

[Skeeter Rock talking]

Hey this is Skeeter Rock comin' to you live at the hip-hop barbershop

I wanna give a shout out to College Park, Eastpointe, Swats, and Decatur

A fellas ain't y'all sick of these hoes paging and stressing you out

Right now we looking for all the ladies that got out back

Whatever I'm bout, she bout that, whatever I'm on, she on that

[Chorus - Katrina]

Whatever you bout, I'm bout that

Whatever you on, I'm on that

Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at

(I just wanna have some fun)

Whatever you bout, I'm bout that

Whatever you on, I'm on that

Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at

[Verse 1 - Jermaine Dupri]

Uh, all around the world girls know about me

Ridin' up and down old N-A-T

Plates on the back say Don Chi Chi

Hat bent, black Bent, lookin so fresh, so clean, I'm ridin'

Same J.D., same game again

Out here hittin' hoes like Cham-ber-lin

And I love it when they let me come through

Even bring my crew, then I'm in the wind, no stress

No, where you going, no, where you been

No where you at, no, who you wit (Uh)

[JD and Tigah]

Care free very freaky hoe, that's what I prefer (Say what)

That let me come through anytime, and do what I wanna do to her

[Tigah]

And come on and work it on me, like it's all about you

Play at your own risk, girl hugs and kiss (Kissing sound)

Baby shake it up like dice

Nasty and naughty, exotic and nice

Home alone, girl hit me on that Nextel

J. on the other end, she waiting to exhale

Cop a baby L blat, do as, I'm bangin' in that back

She got pictures of me, bangin' in that back

So we gon', laze up, in my tunes

And lock up for days in a hotel room

Pull the pink thong to the West (West)

Prepare to insert billy bong in ya chest

And get full of smoke just like Chris-tian

List-en, cause I forgot to men-tion

Ain't no shit bumpin' like this one

Girlfriend lets relieve some ten-sion, girl I hear you saying

[Chorus - Katrina]

Whatever you bout, I'm bout that

Whatever you on, I'm on that

Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at

(I just wanna have some fun)

Whatever you bout, I'm bout that

Whatever you on, I'm on that

Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at

[R.O.C. talking w/ last 2 lines of chorus]

Yeah we on that, let's do it, uh

[Verse 2 - R.O.C.]

Lord knows, flows, I kick expose

Hoes, get 'em right out of they clothes

Never knew she was so disgustin'

Fuckin, suckin' discussing over lunch and

With her girlfriend, how I bangs it in

For seven, four, O, I, L, N

Head so compellin', I'm tellin'

Every nigga that I know then I'm bailin'

Soon as I screw one, then I'm choosin'

A new one, so it's never no confusion

My solution, is distribution

One I require, this kids retire

Retails, mines, females, mines

Heartbreaks, yours, broads gettin' divorced

But of course, now if you bout what I'm bout

Then bring me dough and cook my dope in ya house

[Nate Dogg]

I smell somethin' fishy baby, that ain't ya breath

I pass on the pussy you can suck it and step

Swallow all the juice until it ain't nothin' left

She ain't that fine, but she does it the best

Westside riders, do what they want

Dogg Pound Gang ain't afraid, to dump

We never hesitate to give 'em just what they want

When I'm in the ATL, baby don't front

She knows I got a girl, whatever

She knows I fucked her girl, whatever

She knows it's a one-night stand, whatever (Whatever)

She knows I can't be her man, whatever

Westside riders, they be mobbin' wit J.D.

Oooooh, homeboy T-I-G

Southside riders, Nate Dogg and R.O.C.

Oooooh, we'er the best you'll ever see