Whateva Is

(A Tribe Called Quest - Whateva Will Be Intro)
"Girl, this mothaf*ckas got rhythm!"

[Verse 1]
Hold up
Who the f*ck are you
Sipping on my juice
In the back of a coupe
If y'all worried
Bout the f*ck i do
Suck a god damn
di*k
n*gga
What i do
To make you
So concerned with my damn life
You hit my phone
Id say all night
When i look at you
I just hold tight
Grip the bar
b*tch i knock out the lights
From ya forehead

[Verse 2]
Oh my god
b*tch i got the time
I got odd lines
In my brownie eyes
I got fat lips
And some dark hair
I got white skin
But my di*k, well
Bet ya know
Gotta get a pound
Of that green
Lke garson
Serving up
Another gold ring
And i know
Seperate a brother
From food
And im told
Im hungry
So gimme that pus*y
Some more
Like
Who you gonna fend
For
If a man got a knife
And gun
And he point to my head well
What you gonna do now
Watch him that pull that damn
Lever
Got a 40 to my brain
Watch the blood
Paint a wall
Got a damn problem
Break a down
Like a brother never
Lookin on the side now
sh*t i break down
Like i never knew the problem
Gotta solve it
Rubix
So sick
Gotta do this

[Bridge]
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh frontin pay back
For i beat your ass
Break another phone
Gonna break ya bone
Gonna snap that neck
Hold up
Im playin
Shoot you up with that super soaker
I won't kill ya
Ill make you suffer
Ill burn ya clothes
And ill take your hoes
sh*t i wish
On a shooting
Star
b*tches would
Call me now

[Verse 3]
Counting
On a far call
From the corner
Bet i gotta
Get gold chain
For the moment
n*gga talk
With 4-4 count
Break a bop
Bada bing bada
Boom
Bada
B-b-b-b-b-boom
Chigga
Did a slight move
Feet shuffling
Car go to
Vroom
Vroom
Start a whip
See the color
From the side view
Not from the window
Cause they tinted
T-t-t-t-t-to

[Verse 4]
Starting
On a glass
Full full to the top
Sipping
Sipping
Sipping
Sipping
On my juice
With the rocks
Hold down
With a pom pom
Cheerleader
Face down
f*ck on that b*tch
Like her momma didn't
Us
Daddy walked in
Came in with a bat now
Hopped out the window
Like a bat out of hell wow
Gotta go fast
Gotta run down the road now
Hoping my ass
Dont get killed
Wow wow

[Bridge]
Uh
n*gga
f*ck off
f*ck all the b*tches
That talk
Oh
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Did you
Grow tall
When i fell
Felt like you were strong
Like
(yeah, woah, yeah, yeah)
Come on tell
Me like that
Do you got a couple
Things to say to my face
Think i got a little game
Gonna f*ck up all your brain
sh*t i mighta
Been insane

[Verse 5]
La-de-da-de-da-de-da
Do I trust 'em? Probably not
I think that y'all probably fry
I think that my brain is fried

La-de-da-de-da-de-da
Do I trust 'em? Probably not
I think that y'all probably fry
I think, I think, I think

La-de-da-de-da-de-da
Do I trust 'em? Probably not
I think that y'all probably fry
I think that my brain is fried

[Verse 5]
Hold up
Do you see this sh*t
Foh' i, foh' i, foh' i
Step
Steppin
On a gada la vida
Rockin adidas
With a señorita
And she sippin liqour
By the liter
Thats word to my man bobby
Ratt pack
Got alittle bit of loud
In the pack on my bag
sh*t swing alittle
Gas
To the wrap in my hand
Smoke up
Puff aloud
Cause
Ill break another bag
Like

[Verse 6]
Oh my god
b*tch i check the time
I got odd lines
In my brownie eyes
I got fat lips
And some dark hair
I got white skin
But my di*k, well
Bet ya know
Gotta get a pound
Of that green
Lke garson
Serving up
Another gold ring
And i know
Seperate a brother
From food
And im told
That money
Never mattered
All the rich is in the
Gold

Gotta get another
n*gga
Did i get
A gold chain
Bet i did it better
Than a brother
With a vlone
Cape
Break another dollar
Gotta buy up
All the whole place
Know i gotta lotta
b*tches
Calling out my name
La-de-da-de-da-de-da
Do I trust 'em? Probably not
I think that y'all probably fry
I think, I think, I think

[Outro]
La-de-da-de-da-de
I think, I think, I think
Da-de-da
La-de-da-de-da-de-da-da
I think, I think, I think
Da
I-I-I-I-I
Da-de-da
Do-do-do
I probably
I think
La-de-da-de-da-de
La-de-da-de-da-de-da-da