DR. WHOEVER (Explicit)
Aminé"DR. WHOEVER (Explicit)" is a song by Aminé, released in 2018 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:14 long and contains 115 lines and 777 words.
Lyrics
0:00Sad on your muthaf**kin' b-day b***h what the f**k
0:04Don't you realize you poppin'
0:06Every time you walk in the room you break necks
0:10Necks but you tellin' me you sad on your muthaf**kin' b-day
0:21Yeah
0:27Yeah
0:38Yeah
0:39I sit here and tell you my problems
0:41That's how this work right
0:42I'm s'posed to be open and honest
0:43But I got time right
0:45My n***as having sessions and I'm doin' sessions
0:47Can't man up if masculinity your only weapon
0:50Man I've thought about suicide a hundred times
0:53But I'd hate to disappoint and see my mama cry
0:56Birthdays these days be the worst days
0:58'Cause I know I'm getting older and not happier
1:01Me and my father love each other but we barely show it
1:04He hates that I left home
1:05And the lawn is now his to mow it
1:07He look at my generation and think that fashion's over
1:10I kill my sister if she ever model fashion nova true
1:13I'm always on a flight or I'm in a hurry
1:15Yeah
1:15I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry
1:18Yeah
1:18Back when putting on a condom had me really scary scary
1:21And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry
1:24I think learning how to eat p***y from someone who eat p***y
1:27Is better than learning from someone who doesn't
1:29And that's word to my ex
1:30And that's word to my tongue
1:32And that's word to the woman
1:33Who had my heart beatin' drums drums drums
1:35Yeah
1:36Love is what I cherished and miss parrish yeah
1:38Flew all the way to paris
1:39And we made out on my terrace yeah
1:41I kept it on the low low
1:42'Cause I was in love love
1:43And the shade I had in my room was already enough enough
1:46I'm going on some dates and I'm making some plans
1:49But it's hard to find some love
1:50If the girl is a fan fan
1:52And after we f**k she want a picture with me
1:54She got me feeling like paper boi
1:56But I cry when she leaves
1:57Yeah
1:58These intros ain't meant to be bangers
2:00They meant for you and me
2:01So we'll never end up as strangers
2:03Will ferrell's a*s can't even handle this weather
2:05Tune in your speakers and please be my dr whoever
2:08I said I said
2:09These intros ain't meant to be bangers
2:11They meant for you and me
2:12So we'll never end up as strangers
2:14Will ferrell's a*s can't even handle this weather
2:17Tune in your speakers and please be my dr whoever yeah
2:23Yeah uh-huh uh-huh woo
2:28Yes Sir yeah look
2:32Boy you looking big mad
2:34When you see a young brotha up in first class
2:36Hey
2:37And you d**n right my ego like lavar ball
2:39Yeah
2:39They hate to see a black man
2:41Who can't get blackballed skrrt yeah
2:43I said my paper long yeah
2:45My paper long yeah
2:46You d**n right b***h b***h
2:47My paper long long
2:49It's that yellow mellow fellow
2:50Yeah that yellowstone hey
2:51Play the cello for the fellows fake as silicone
2:54I went from plaque in my teeth
2:56To having plaques on the wall
2:57Gold album with platinum records who woulda thought
3:00Aha
3:00Young n***a like jigga
3:01Tryna make me a boss
3:02I'll take my mama to louis
3:04And take your girl to the ross n***a
3:07Aha
3:07Back in the muthaf**kin' building ah
3:09Your boo thing want my children yeah
3:10My net worth gon' be a billion three
3:12Shorty gimme head like ceiling two
3:13Dick disappear chameleon one
3:14And like I'm muthaf**kin' rollin'
3:16My whip bought it's not stolen
3:17These intros ain't meant to be bangers
3:19They meant for you and me
3:20So we'll never end up as strangers
3:22Will ferrell's a*s can't even handle this weather
3:24Tune in your speakers and please be my dr whoever yeah
3:28Hey doc do I tell 'em how I actually feel
3:31Or do I see a therapist and numb
3:33The pain with the pills
3:34They swear n***as play tough won't even smile in mirrors
3:37And we learn to f**k hoes off trial and error
3:39Friday nights where them broke n***as ball out
3:42And aminé be the name that your girlfriend gon' call out
3:44Call out
3:45To all my n***as with some melanin
3:47Let your feelings settle in
3:48If you feelin' worthless
3:49You should probably go and tell a friend yeah
3:52But I should take that advice
3:54This year has been crazy
3:55What the f**k is my life
3:56My best friend got married
3:58You can bet that I cried
3:59I met spike and brad pitt no malls I'm saks fifth n***a
4:14Get your s**t together and turn the f**k up
Sad on your muthaf**kin' b-day b***h what the f**k Don't you realize you poppin' Every time you walk in the room you break necks Necks but you tellin' me you sad on your muthaf**kin' b-day Yeah Yeah Yeah I sit here and tell you my problems That's how this work right I'm s'posed to be open and honest But I got time right My n***as having sessions and I'm doin' sessions Can't man up if masculinity your only weapon Man I've thought about suicide a hundred times But I'd hate to disappoint and see my mama cry Birthdays these days be the worst days 'Cause I know I'm getting older and not happier Me and my father love each other but we barely show it He hates that I left home And the lawn is now his to mow it He look at my generation and think that fashion's over I kill my sister if she ever model fashion nova true I'm always on a flight or I'm in a hurry Yeah I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry Yeah Back when putting on a condom had me really scary scary And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry I think learning how to eat p***y from someone who eat p***y Is better than learning from someone who doesn't And that's word to my ex And that's word to my tongue And that's word to the woman Who had my heart beatin' drums drums drums Yeah Love is what I cherished and miss parrish yeah Flew all the way to paris And we made out on my terrace yeah I kept it on the low low 'Cause I was in love love And the shade I had in my room was already enough enough I'm going on some dates and I'm making some plans But it's hard to find some love If the girl is a fan fan And after we f**k she want a picture with me She got me feeling like paper boi But I cry when she leaves Yeah These intros ain't meant to be bangers They meant for you and me So we'll never end up as strangers Will ferrell's a*s can't even handle this weather Tune in your speakers and please be my dr whoever I said I said These intros ain't meant to be bangers They meant for you and me So we'll never end up as strangers Will ferrell's a*s can't even handle this weather Tune in your speakers and please be my dr whoever yeah Yeah uh-huh uh-huh woo Yes Sir yeah look Boy you looking big mad When you see a young brotha up in first class Hey And you d**n right my ego like lavar ball Yeah They hate to see a black man Who can't get blackballed skrrt yeah I said my paper long yeah My paper long yeah You d**n right b***h b***h My paper long long It's that yellow mellow fellow Yeah that yellowstone hey Play the cello for the fellows fake as silicone I went from plaque in my teeth To having plaques on the wall Gold album with platinum records who woulda thought Aha Young n***a like jigga Tryna make me a boss I'll take my mama to louis And take your girl to the ross n***a Aha Back in the muthaf**kin' building ah Your boo thing want my children yeah My net worth gon' be a billion three Shorty gimme head like ceiling two Dick disappear chameleon one And like I'm muthaf**kin' rollin' My whip bought it's not stolen These intros ain't meant to be bangers They meant for you and me So we'll never end up as strangers Will ferrell's a*s can't even handle this weather Tune in your speakers and please be my dr whoever yeah Hey doc do I tell 'em how I actually feel Or do I see a therapist and numb The pain with the pills They swear n***as play tough won't even smile in mirrors And we learn to f**k hoes off trial and error Friday nights where them broke n***as ball out And aminé be the name that your girlfriend gon' call out Call out To all my n***as with some melanin Let your feelings settle in If you feelin' worthless You should probably go and tell a friend yeah But I should take that advice This year has been crazy What the f**k is my life My best friend got married You can bet that I cried I met spike and brad pitt no malls I'm saks fifth n***a Get your s**t together and turn the f**k up
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