Whoot whoot whoot whoooo I ain't the one for you Oh oh oh oh If you really want to find Someone to get some behind And if you really want to know Boy you need a silly ho To do whatever you want to do

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to 'em) They say my folks'll do whatever for the fortune and the fame And it'll take a fortune to get rid of all the pain, but I'm sayin' You say the only family that you got is in a gang And the only

We're taking the long way home So we're taking the long way home (taking the long way) 'Cause I don't wanna be wasting my time alone I wanna get lost and drive forever with you Talkin' about nothing yeah whatever baby (Taking the long way home) Hitting

Nigga, I’m a real one You do whatever for the fame You make me wanna go click-clack bang I can’t stand you niggas I be wantin' back hand you niggas Yep, all my niggas bangers Watch how I twist my fingers If one fight then we all fight Pop a pill and

Let me get one more for the lady (Whatever she wants) And I don't know what you've been through But something's tellin' me you You deserve a drink or two Ain't gon' lie to you, baby Don't know where you've been Ain't gon' lie to you You look like you

Whatever walks in my heart will walk alone No love left in me No eyes to see the heaven beside me My time is yet to come So I'll be forever yours Fare thee well, little broken heart Downcast eyes, lifetime loneliness Constant longing for the perfect soul

You can do whatever you want to do Anything you want? you can do You can ride a tiger or walk the dog Anything you wish can be true You can watch the world as it passes by Or you can make it stop for you You can stay at home or brave a storm When the

I was never enough for you Was whatever you wanted me to But you took that from me, yeah I should have known, I should've known Don't waste my time My legs are weary but I still walk My hands are sore and broken but I still clutch My heart is jaded but I

Crawl out of my head and fall into my bed She’s a bad mamajama And she don’t make time and All the men wanna have her But they know she’s mine And she's down for whatever Can you read my mind and then just Baby I’m savin it all for you