Album Name

ONEPOINTFIVE

Artist

Amine

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2018.08.15

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

DR. WHOEVER - Amine
Sad on your muthafuckin b-day
Bitch what the fuck
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 muthafuckin' 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 niggas 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 momma cry
Birthdays these days
be the worst days
'Cause I know I’m gettin' 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 losin' my virginity
was my only worry yeah
Back when puttin' on a condom
had me really scary scare
And milkshakes were
the only time we'd eat a cherry
I think learnin' how to eat
pussy from someone who eat pussy
Is better than learnin'
from someone who doesn't
And that's word to my ex and
that's word to my tongue yeah
And that's word to the
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 'nuff
I'm goin' on some dates
and I'm makin' some plans
But it's hard to find some love
if the girl is a fan fan
And after we fuck
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 ass 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 ass can't even
handle this weather
Tune in your speakers
and please be my Dr Whoever
Yeah uh-huh uh-huh woo
Yes sir yeah look
Boy you lookin' big mad
When you see a young brotha up
in first class yee
And you damn right my ego
like Lavar Ball yuh
They hate to see a black man
who can't get blackballed skrr
I said my paper long yuh
my paper long yuh
You damn right bitch bitch
my paper long
It's that yellow mellow
fellow yeah
that Yellowstone hey
Play the cello for the fellows
fake as silicone true
I went from plaque in my teeth
to havin' plaques on the wall
Gold album with platinum
records who woulda thought
uh-huh
Young nigga like Jigga
tryna make me a boss
I'll take my momma to Louis
and take your girl to the Ross
nigga
Back in the muthafuckin'
building yuh
Your boo thing want my children
yuh my net worth gon'
be a billion bih
Shorty gimme head like ceiling
true dick disappear
chameleon true
And like I'm muthafuckin'
rollin' yee my whip bought
it's not stolen brrr
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 ass 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 niggas play tough
won't even smile in mirrors
And we learn to fuck hoes off
trial and error
Friday nights
where them broke niggas ball out
And Amine be the name
that your girlfriend gon' call out
To all my niggas with some
melanin let your feelings
settle in
If you feelin' worthless you
should probably go
and tell a friend tell it
Yeah but I should take
that advice
This year has been crazy
what the fuck is my life what
My best friend got married
you can bet that I cried
I met Spike and Brad Pitt no
malls I'm Saks Fifth nigga

Get your shit together
and turn the fuck up