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

[Verse 1]
Hold up
Who the fuck are you
Sipping on my juice
In the back of a coupe
If y’all worried
Bout the fuck i do
Suck a god damn
Dick
N***a
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
Bitch i knock out the lights
From ya forehead

[Verse 2]
Oh my god
Bitch 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 dick, 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 pussy
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
Shit 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
Shit i wish
On a shooting
Star
Bitches would
Call me now

[Verse 3]
Counting
On a far call
From the corner
Bet i gotta
Get gold chain
For the moment
N***a 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
Fuck on that bitch
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***a
Fuck off
Fuck all the bitches
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 fuck up all your brain
Shit 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 shit
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
Shit swing alittle
Gas
To the wrap in my hand
Smoke up
Puff aloud
Cause
Ill break another bag
Like

[Verse 6]
Oh my god
Bitch 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 dick, 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***a
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
Bitches
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