*featuring Katrina, Nate Dogg, R.O.C., Skeeter Rock
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[Skeeter Rock talking]
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Hey this is Skeeter Rock comin' to you live at the hip-hop barbershop
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I wanna give a shout out to College Park, Eastpointe, Swats, and Decatur
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A fellas ain't y'all sick of these hoes paging and stressing you out
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Right now we looking for all the ladies that got out back
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Whatever I'm bout, she bout that, whatever I'm on, she on that
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[Chorus - Katrina]
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Whatever you bout, I'm bout that
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Whatever you on, I'm on that
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Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at
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(I just wanna have some fun)
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Whatever you bout, I'm bout that
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Whatever you on, I'm on that
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Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at
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[Verse 1 - Jermaine Dupri]
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Uh, all around the world girls know about me
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Ridin' up and down old N-A-T
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Plates on the back say Don Chi Chi
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Hat bent, black Bent, lookin so fresh, so clean, I'm ridin'
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Same J.D., same game again
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Out here hittin' hoes like Cham-ber-lin
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And I love it when they let me come through
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Even bring my crew, then I'm in the wind, no stress
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No, where you going, no, where you been
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No where you at, no, who you wit (Uh)
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[JD and Tigah]
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Care free very freaky hoe, that's what I prefer (Say what)
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That let me come through anytime, and do what I wanna do to her
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[Tigah]
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And come on and work it on me, like it's all about you
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Play at your own risk, girl hugs and kiss (Kissing sound)
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Baby shake it up like dice
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Nasty and naughty, exotic and nice
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Home alone, girl hit me on that Nextel
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J. on the other end, she waiting to exhale
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Cop a baby L blat, do as, I'm bangin' in that back
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She got pictures of me, bangin' in that back
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So we gon', laze up, in my tunes
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And lock up for days in a hotel room
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Pull the pink thong to the West (West)
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Prepare to insert billy bong in ya chest
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And get full of smoke just like Chris-tian
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List-en, cause I forgot to men-tion
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Ain't no shit bumpin' like this one
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Girlfriend lets relieve some ten-sion, girl I hear you saying
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[Chorus - Katrina]
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Whatever you bout, I'm bout that
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Whatever you on, I'm on that
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Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at
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(I just wanna have some fun)
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Whatever you bout, I'm bout that
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Whatever you on, I'm on that
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Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at
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[R.O.C. talking w/ last 2 lines of chorus]
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Yeah we on that, let's do it, uh
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[Verse 2 - R.O.C.]
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Lord knows, flows, I kick expose
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Hoes, get 'em right out of they clothes
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Never knew she was so disgustin'
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Fuckin, suckin' discussing over lunch and
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With her girlfriend, how I bangs it in
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For seven, four, O, I, L, N
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Head so compellin', I'm tellin'
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Every nigga that I know then I'm bailin'
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Soon as I screw one, then I'm choosin'
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A new one, so it's never no confusion
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My solution, is distribution
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One I require, this kids retire
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Retails, mines, females, mines
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Heartbreaks, yours, broads gettin' divorced
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But of course, now if you bout what I'm bout
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Then bring me dough and cook my dope in ya house
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[Nate Dogg]
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I smell somethin' fishy baby, that ain't ya breath
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I pass on the pussy you can suck it and step
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Swallow all the juice until it ain't nothin' left
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She ain't that fine, but she does it the best
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Westside riders, do what they want
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Dogg Pound Gang ain't afraid, to dump
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We never hesitate to give 'em just what they want
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When I'm in the ATL, baby don't front
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She knows I got a girl, whatever
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She knows I fucked her girl, whatever
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She knows it's a one-night stand, whatever (Whatever)
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She knows I can't be her man, whatever
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Westside riders, they be mobbin' wit J.D.
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Oooooh, homeboy T-I-G
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Southside riders, Nate Dogg and R.O.C.
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Oooooh, we'er the best you'll ever see
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Whatever
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| Jermaine Dupri |
