Track byJermaine Dupri
Hey this is Skeeter Rock comin' to you live at the hip-hop barbershop I wanna give a shout out to College Park Eastpointe Swats and Decatur A fellas ain't y'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 Whatever you bout I'm bout that Whatever you on I'm on that Whatever you wanna do I just wanna be right where you at I just wanna have some fun Whatever you bout I'm bout that Whatever you on I'm on that Whatever you wanna do I just wanna be right where you at 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 a no who you wit Uh Care free very freaky hoe that's what I prefer Say what That let me come through anytime and do what I wanna do to her 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 Whatever you bout I'm bout that Whatever you on I'm on that Whatever you wanna do I just wanna be right where you at I just wanna have some fun Whatever you bout I'm bout that Whatever you on I'm on that Whatever you wanna do I just wanna be right where you at 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 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