Music Video

Little Brother - Whatever You Say (Remix)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Little Brother
Little Brother
Performer
Big Pooh
Big Pooh
Vocals
Phonte
Phonte
Vocals
Seven
Seven
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
P. Coleman
P. Coleman
Songwriter
T. Jones
T. Jones
Songwriter
Patrick Douthit
Patrick Douthit
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Patrick Douthit
Patrick Douthit
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
What up, brown skin? Your body smellin' like cinnamon
Hair in a bun, your toes done, so feminine
Heard you suck your teeth like, "Oh no, here we go again"
Let me get your name so I can be more genuine
No need to front, the kid knows you got many friends
Many mens who waitin' to stake a claim on it
Put they name down just to spit some game on it
But fuck friends, I'm tryna set the mood
You know, go at you hard like most records that's sold
Spit propaganda at you till you break down and fold
You look confused, Miss Thing, like I'm speakin' in code
76-64, press pound, "Hello?"
Are you listenin' now? Did I get your attention?
Undivided because you used to be undecided
Now you lookin' fluxed like those chicks with they nose stuck up
Just put your number down, girl, what the fuck?
[Chorus]
Hey yo, that's alright, girl, whatever you say
Whatever you say, whatever you say
Yo, that's alright, girl, whatever you say
Whatever you say, whatever you say
Don't worry 'bout it, girl, whatever you say
Whatever you say, whatever you say
Okay, alright, whatever you say
Whatever you say, whatever you say
Hey yo, I usually play the background
You know clean cuts, soft spoken, well dressed, dipped out
Straight chillin' when I'm in the club, yo
Sippin' the Sprite with the ill lemon mixed in it, sippin' on it
I was just chillin' till I saw you
That's when my heart stopped, knees gave, head sweatin', jaws locked
I was sweating you like "Goddamn, girl"
You got a **** going buck wild, mesmerized, star-struck
I was thinking maybe we can go out
Like to the movies or the Applebees, Blockbuster, state fair
But you looked at me and said, "Fuck that"
"You just a herb with no money and no Jeep and no condo
And I thought that Little Brother had a record deal?"
Okay, I see where you going now
Want a sweat a **** when you think he got a cash advance
And some personal time but fuck that
I got your head still bobbin' and my verse didn't rhyme
So it's whatever, girl
[Chorus]
Hey yo, that's alright, girl, whatever you say
Whatever you say, whatever you say
Yo, that's alright, girl, whatever you say
Whatever you say, whatever you say
Don't worry 'bout it, girl, whatever you say
Whatever you say, whatever you say
Okay, alright, whatever you say
Whatever you say, whatever you say
[Verse 2]
Check it, so what I'm chubby, y'all chicks still love me
Like to rub on my tummy while I tell you somethin' funny
Whisper in your ear till them panties go fallin'
What's my name? Yeah, that's what she be callin'
Big Pooh
[Verse 3]
Oh yeah, I know I'm husky but chicks still love me
Three o'clock, have they ass running to Waffle House fa me
Be feelin' on that ass till my name they be calling and shit
Get 'em so wet they make a Freudian slip and
Fall down into my verbal abyss, that's straight Reservoir
Dog style, perfecto, served with a kiss, muah, baby
It's just like this, no need to fight it
Invite it, try me out, you just might like it
American Pie shit, try anything once
Forever stained your memory like white shirts and punch
I get the hunch that a ****'s on your menu
Do me a favor, girl, come check me at the next venue
[Chorus]
Hey yo, that's alright, girl, whatever you say
Whatever you say, whatever you say
Yo, that's alright, girl, whatever you say
Whatever you say, whatever you say
Don't worry 'bout it, girl, whatever you say
Whatever you say, whatever you say
Okay, alright, whatever you say
Whatever you say, whatever you say
[Outro]
Hey yo, Big Pooh, check this out
You go to your girls' house and I'm a go to mine
'Cause I know my girl is definitely mad 'cause it took us too long to do this album
[Outro]
Yo, I hear what you saying
So let's just pump the music up and count our money
[Outro]
Hey yo, well check this out
Yo 9th, turn the bass down and just let the beat keep on rockin'
[Outro]
And we out of here
[Outro]
Yo, what happened to peace?
[Outro]
Peace
Written by: P. Coleman, Patrick Douthit, T. Jones
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