Whatever - Cam'ron
I'm in a whiptail smashin' it
Mase wen't to chruch, set down, imagine it
Who me? Devil's Advocate Sh_t
Tell a tail to cry, just so you could fail to lie
Me, Un, Suge, Pac would go to jail and die for this
F_ck school, A and E murder major, Huh flavors, uh
Listen to the coach you heard the players got schemin' targets
Philly hoes boost clothes from out of Neiman Marcus
Real hot, while your flashin' out, Gucci jean suit
Jacket foult, oh yeah, matchin' belt, uh, she so independent
But I slapped her, why? cause I ain't slapped a ho in a minute
I'm low, low, low in a Range Rov tinted
Same fo frontin', be the same fo who'll get it
Uh, and we big cats, jig cats, clcik triggas
Pig n_gga, bring the hook in 6 figures
[Chorus]
For my cats with the ice, who don't need no wife
We getting head tonight (Whatever)
To all my honeys that stall, give a dummy a call
Get his money and ball (Whatever)
Cats don't mess with ya'll, cause ya'll are dummies
Cats f_ck with me cause I tell, "Let's get money"
Get it, get a benz, come through on 20s
Me and Jim Jones, stay fighting 2 on 20
F_ck it, the hoods scary and all my whips they should vary
You cheap n_ggaz still shopping up up in woodbury
I'm 5th westwood, carlotafella, sarachuf, paragamo, John Galiano
And my girls they be blessin' me first
Took 'em out of Foot Locker and that referee shirt
And I put that on the death of me first, test me, an'll squirt
Best be alert, cause yo sexy could hurt
Uh, cause one thing I can't stand is a p_ssy chick
I need a "Here ma, goof this in your p_ssy" chick
All these sleazes trying to be my Hillary, Winnie or Wheezy
LADIES TAKE IT EASY
[Chorus]
To all my cats in the club, who be dead at the bar
We getting head in the car (Whatever)
To all my women whippin' a Jeep, getting it sweet
Have 'em licking your feet (Whatever)
Yo, yo, let's stab 'em, let's stick 'em
Let's get 'em, get all of his spinach
Grab 'em, and flip 'em, while Killa get all of the women
Bakardi in lemon, Ferri at lemon, party in Lennon
Sorry I'm limbin', I'm just fronin' ya'll; ya tittes
I'll touch 'em, I'll kiss 'em, I'll hug 'em, I'll s_ck 'em
If I'm with a chick, most likely I'm trying to f_ck 'em
Not tryin' cuff 'em, tryin' a duck 'em, lyin' I love 'em
Have with a pie in they're oven
Sh_t, to me, ya'll a dime a dozen
No time for buzzin', beat it, go find a husband
Sh_t, that'll trick on you, buy you a ton of clothes
I'm at the Tunnel, they let in 500 hoes
I'm at the bar, see shorty is bent
My ratio up in here, f_cked 40 percent
Sh_t, drink is sour, armaretta, yo
Whatever, forever, but won't stop my chedda
[Chorus]
For all my cats with the ice, who don't need no wife
We getting head tonight (Whatever)
To my honey's that stall, give a dummy a call
Get his money and ball (Whatever)
To all my cats in the club, who be dead at the bar
We getting head in the car (Whatever)
To all my women whippin' a Jeep
Getting it sweet, have 'em licking ya feet (Whatever)
And I don't care how bad no chick is, I ain't lickin nobody's feet
(Whatever) Killa (Whatever)
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