Whatever Lyrics - Instructions - Jermaine Dupri

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

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

A fellas ain't why'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 want to do, I just want to be right where you at 

(I just want to have some fun) 

Whatever you bout, I'm bout that 

Whatever you on, I'm on that 

Whatever you want to do, I just want to 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 want to 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 want to do, I just want to be right where you at 

(I just want to have some fun) 

Whatever you bout, I'm bout that 

Whatever you on, I'm on that 

Whatever you want to do, I just want to 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