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siiilva - whateva is lyrics
(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 d-mn
d-ck
n-gg-
what i do
to make you
so concerned with my d-mn 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 d-ck, 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 p-ssy
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 d-mn
lever
got a 40 to my brain
watch the blood
paint a wall
got a d-mn 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 -ss
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 k!ll 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-gg- 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 gl-ss
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 h-ll wow
gotta go fast
gotta run down the road now
hoping my -ss
dont get k!lled
wow wow
[bridge]
uh
n-gg-
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 d-ck, 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-gg-
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
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