Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whatever You Say, artist - Little Brother.
Date of issue: 24.02.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Whatever You Say |
What up brown skin, you’re body smellin like cinnamon |
Hair in a bun, your toes done so feminine |
Heard you suck your teeth like oh no here we go again |
Let me get your name so I can be more genuine |
No need to front, the kid knows you got many friends |
Many mens who waiting to stake a claim on it |
Put they name down just to spit some game on it |
But fuck friends I’m trying to set the mood |
You know, go at you hard like most records that’s sold |
Spit propaganda at you to you break down and fold |
You look confused miss thing like I’m speaking in code |
76−64 press pound hello |
Are you listening now, did I get your attention |
Undivided because you used to be undecided |
Now you looking fluxed like those chicks with they nose stuck up |
Just put your number down girl what the fuck |
Hey yo that’s alright girl, what ever you say |
What ever you say, what ever you say |
Yo that’s alright girl, what ever you say |
What ever you say, what ever you say |
Don’t worry bout it girl, what ever you say |
What ever you say, what ever you say |
Ok alright, what ever you say |
What ever you say, what ever you say |
(Verse 2 — Phonte) |
I usually play the background, you know clean cut |
Soft spoken well dressed dipped out straight chillin |
When I’m in the club yo, sipping the sprite with the |
Ill lemon mixed in it sipping on it I was just chillin |
Til I saw you that’s when my heart stopped knees gave |
Head sweating jaws locked I was sweating you |
Like god damn girl you got a nigga going buck wild, Mesmerized star struck I |
was thinking maybe |
We can go out like to the movies or the applebees |
Blockbuster state fair but you looked at me and |
Said fuck that you just a herb with no money and |
No jeep and no condo and I thought that Little Brother |
Had a record deal, ok I see where you going now |
Want a sweat a nigga when you think he got a cash advance |
And some personal time but fuck that |
I got your head still bobbing and my verse didn’t rhyme |
So it’s what ever girl |
Hey yo that’s alright girl, what ever you say |
What ever you say, what ever you say |
Yo that’s alright girl, what ever you say |
What ever you say, what ever you say |
Don’t worry bout it girl, what ever you say |
What ever you say, what ever you say |
Ok alright, what ever you say |
What ever you say, what ever you say |
(Verse 3 — Big Pooh & Phonte) |
(Big Pooh) |
Check it so what I’m chubby, ya’ll chicks still love me |
Like to rub on my tummy while I tell you something funny |
Whispering in your ear till them panties go falling |
What’s my name (Big Pooh) yea that’s what they be calling |
(Phonte) |
Oh yea I know I’m husky but chicks still love me |
3 o’clock still have they ass running to Waffle House fa me |
Be feeling on that ass till me name they be calling |
And shit got them so wet they make a Freudian slip and |
Fall down into my verbal abyss that’s straight Reservoir |
Dog style perfecto served with a kiss |
Muah baby, it’s just like this no need to fight it |
Invite it try me out you just might like it |
American pie shit try anything out once |
Forever stained in memory like white shirts and punch |
I get the hunch that a niggas on your menu |
Do mew a favor girl come check me at the next venue |
(Outro) |
(Phonte) |
Hey yo Big Pooh check this out |
You go to your girls' house and I’m a go to mine |
Cause I know my girl is definitely mad |
Cause it took us too long to do this album |
(Big Pooh) |
Yo I hear what you saying |
Lets just pump the music up and count our money |
(Phonte) |
Hey you well check this out |
Yo 9th turn the bass down and |
Just let the beat keep on rockin |
(Big Pooh) |
And we out of hear |
(Phonte) |
Yo what happened to peace |
(Big Pooh & Phonte) |
Peace |