Aminé - DR. WHOEVER Lyrics




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 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
I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry
Back when putting on a condom had me really scary
And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry
I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy
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
Yeah
Love is what I cherished and Miss Parrish
Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace
I kept it on the low low, cause I was in love
And the shade I had in my room was already 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
And after we fuck, she want a picture with me
She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves

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 looking big mad
When you see a young brotha up in first class
And you damn right my ego like Lavar ball
And they hate to see a black man who can't get blackballed
I said my paper long
My paper long
You damn right, bitch
My paper long
It's that yellow, mellow, fellow
Yeah, that Yellowstone
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
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
Your boo thing want my children
My net worth gon' be a billion
Shorty gimme head like ceiling
Dick disappear chameleon
And like I'm muthafuckin 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 ass can't even handle this weather
Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever

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
But, I should take that advice
This year has been crazy
What the fuck 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, nigga

Get your shit together and turn the fuck up!





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Aminé DR. WHOEVER Comments
  1. SAGH FARID

    Bien fait Louange à Allah

  2. Chad Wright

    I just heard this man music today and I cannot stop listening

  3. smoove criminal

    This nigga just read my WHOLE damn mind in a 4 min song....

  4. Brody Fishman

    If people actually took time to listen to his music and not listen to mindless nonsense he would be top 5

  5. Franklin Fraser

    " got me feeling like paper boy but I cry when she leaves "

  6. Pointofview

    We're still listing bro bro 2019!!!

  7. Zach Flores

    So underrated.

  8. Zach Flores

    When’s his next album coming out?

  9. Milan Mayo

    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 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
    I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry
    Back when putting on a condom had me really scary
    And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry
    I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy
    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
    Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace
    I kept it on the low low, 'cause I was in love
    And the shade I had in my room was already 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
    And after we fuck, she want a picture with me
    She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves
    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
    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
    And you damn right my ego like LaVar Ball
    They hate to see a black man who can't get blackballed
    I said my paper long
    My paper long
    You damn right, bitch
    My paper long
    It's that yellow, mellow, fellow
    Yeah, that Yellowstone
    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
    Young nigga, like Jigga
    Tryna make me a boss
    I'll take my mama to Louis
    And take your girl to the Ross, nigga
    Back in the muthafuckin' building
    Your boo thing want my children
    My net worth gon' be a billion
    Shorty gimme head like ceiling
    Dick disappear chameleon
    And like I'm muthafuckin 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 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 Aminé 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, yeah
    But, I should take that advice
    This year has been crazy
    What the fuck 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, nigga
    Get your shit together and turn the fuck up!

  10. Then Theb

    Happy birthday pyay

    Like to wish him a happy birthday

  11. Juan Luna Santos

    this song is too real. hurts.

  12. leon mach

    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 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
    I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry
    Back when putting on a condom had me really scary
    And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry
    I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy
    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
    Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace
    I kept it on the low low, 'cause I was in love
    And the shade I had in my room was already 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
    And after we fuck, she want a picture with me
    She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves
    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
    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
    And you damn right my ego like LaVar Ball
    They hate to see a black man who can't get blackballed
    I said my paper long
    My paper long
    You damn right, bitch
    My paper long
    It's that yellow, mellow, fellow
    Yeah, that Yellowstone
    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
    Young nigga, like Jigga
    Tryna make me a boss
    I'll take my mama to Louis
    And take your girl to the Ross, nigga
    Back in the muthafuckin' building
    Your boo thing want my children
    My net worth gon' be a billion
    Shorty gimme head like ceiling
    Dick disappear chameleon
    And like I'm muthafuckin 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 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 Aminé 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, yeah
    But, I should take that advice
    This year has been crazy
    What the fuck 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, nigga
    Get your shit together and turn the fuck up

  13. Young sensei

    That Cole line 🙏🏾🙏🏾

  14. Paul Lee

    Lol "intros ain't meant to be bangers" but makes a good ass song anyway.

  15. chabo

    Ngl. I listen to this everyday

  16. nate compere

    why tf is this so fire

  17. A H

    Wish it didn’t have the gay dude at the beginning

  18. Moomoo

    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 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
    I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry
    Back when putting on a condom had me really scary
    And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry
    I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy
    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
    Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace
    I kept it on the low low, 'cause I was in love
    And the shade I had in my room was already 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
    And after we fuck, she want a picture with me
    She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves

    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

    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
    And you damn right my ego like LaVar Ball
    They hate to see a black man who can't get blackballed
    I said my paper long
    My paper long
    You damn right, bitch
    My paper long
    It's that yellow, mellow, fellow
    Yeah, that Yellowstone
    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
    Young nigga, like Jigga
    Tryna make me a boss
    I'll take my mama to Louis
    And take your girl to the Ross, nigga
    Back in the muthafuckin' building
    Your boo thing want my children
    My net worth gon' be a billion
    Shorty gimme head like ceiling
    Dick disappear chameleon
    And like I'm muthafuckin 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 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 Aminé 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, yeah
    But, I should take that advice
    This year has been crazy
    What the fuck 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, nigga

    Get your shit together and turn the fuck up

  19. Ashley Jolly

    This is my first time listening to this song (sadly)
    But can someone tell me WHY did I just start this video literally thirty minutes into my mf birthday

  20. Naomi Eyassu

    OMFG Ricky is in the beginning

  21. Rafael Leocadio

    Aqui é Brasil seus arrombados

  22. divine holmes

    Listening to this on my birthday

  23. Farah Ahmed

    still listen to this when i get sad on my bday

  24. Vitor Rodrigues

    Amassante

  25. Heavens B

    Omgggg I’m just discovering the rest his music outside of Caroline SOO GOOD

  26. Canal Narguilouco

    A minha vida de bom

  27. BMW S1000RR

    i relate

  28. AMK AFUNU

    [Intro: Rickey Thompson]
    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?

    [Verse 1]
    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 seshes 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 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 ('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

    Chorus]
    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

    [Interlude]
    Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, woo
    Yes sir, yeah, look

    [Verse 2]
    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 billions (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!)

    [Chorus]
    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

    [Verse 3]
    Hey doc, do I tell em how I actually feel? (Yeah)
    Or do I see a therapist and numb the pain with the pills
    This for niggas play tough won't even smile in mirrors (Nah)
    And we learned to fuck hoes off trial and error
    Friday nights, where them broke niggas ball out
    And Aminé be the name that your girlfriend gon' call out (Call out)
    To all my niggas with some melanin, let your feelings settle in
    If you feelin' worthless (Yeah)
    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 (Errr!)

    [Outro: Rickey Thompson]
    Get your shit together and turn the fuck up!

  29. Jason Vorhees

    He only has 2, good songs he's not underrated he is just ass

  30. rosangel de la paz

    Why did I get a fashionnova ad 😂

  31. Fried pigeons

    This tune is such a vibe unno, ml 🤟🏼❤❗

  32. TUNESMITH da INFINITY Tunegate

    Tune It Up tune it in and if they say tune it down tune them out

  33. Tristen Beasley

    Who replaying this album because he went platinum

  34. Turkum Onol

    He's really starting to sound like big sean

  35. Dana Lafi

    اعشقو🥺🥺🥺🥺

  36. thisbe

    RICKEYYY

  37. Karen Rangel

    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 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
    I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry
    Back when putting on a condom had me really scary
    And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry
    I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy
    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
    Yeah
    Love is what I cherished and Miss Parrish
    Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace
    I kept it on the low low, cause I was in love
    And the shade I had in my room was already 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
    And after we fuck, she want a picture with me
    She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves

    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 looking big mad
    When you see a young brotha up in first class
    And you damn right my ego like Lavar ball
    And they hate to see a black man who can't get blackballed
    I said my paper long
    My paper long
    You damn right, bitch
    My paper long
    It's that yellow, mellow, fellow
    Yeah, that Yellowstone
    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
    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
    Your boo thing want my children
    My net worth gon' be a billion
    Shorty gimme head like ceiling
    Dick disappear chameleon
    And like I'm muthafuckin 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 ass can't even handle this weather
    Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever

    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
    But, I should take that advice
    This year has been crazy
    What the fuck 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, nigga

    Get your shit together and turn the fuck up!

  38. Dayfeey Maas

    “Get your shit together and turn tf up” you right

  39. BigDumbDumb

    This nibba is a 1 million hit wonder

  40. mustafa ali

    Sad on your muthafuckin b-day?

  41. William Hernandez

    Mix - amine DR. WHOEVER (audio

  42. William Hernandez

    Music of mother fuck ki

  43. William Hernandez

    DR. WHOEVER

  44. William Hernandez

    Amine DR. WHOEVER (audio)

  45. William Hernandez

    Amine DR. WHOEVER

  46. William Hernandez

    Amine DR. WHO

  47. Shifana Fathymah

    *_poetic_*

  48. Trusty Traytor

    I felt everything he said...

  49. Dominic Lee

    You should do a music video to this song! It would get plenty of views

  50. Cherie Knosky

    Who’s the person talking in the beginning

  51. margot lefebvre

    i love amine and i just found out he lived in portland or (where i live rn) so vibes



    also such amazing songs <3 especially this one thank u amine

  52. Nya Yu

    💛💛💛

  53. chadmaverick

    wtf i barely discovered this song today and i already fuckin love it.

  54. Kudi

    Still one of my favorite albums amazing

  55. SippinOnSalmonella

    omg i love this song and that Rickey is the Intro like DAMN

  56. Nick Bogardus

    Fuck this song makes me feel things

  57. Kherlen Sodgerel

    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 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
    I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry
    Back when putting on a condom had me really scary
    And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry
    I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy
    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
    Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace
    I kept it on the low low, 'cause I was in love
    And the shade I had in my room was already 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
    And after we fuck, she want a picture with me
    She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves
    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
    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
    And you damn right my ego like LaVar Ball
    They hate to see a black man who can't get blackballed
    I said my paper long
    My paper long
    You damn right, bitch
    My paper long
    It's that yellow, mellow, fellow
    Yeah, that Yellowstone
    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
    Young nigga, like Jigga
    Tryna make me a boss
    I'll take my mama to Louis
    And take your girl to the Ross, nigga
    Back in the muthafuckin' building
    Your boo thing want my children
    My net worth gon' be a billion
    Shorty gimme head like ceiling
    Dick disappear chameleon
    And like I'm muthafuckin 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 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 Aminé 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, yeah
    But, I should take that advice
    This year has been crazy
    What the fuck 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, nigga
    Get your shit together and turn the fuck up!

  58. Raheem Downer Jr

    Underrated.

  59. Shawn Dasani

    NOW WHO GIVES A FUK ABOUT GETTIN OLDER... Great Song BTW🔥🔥🔥💧💦🤷🏾‍♂️💦

  60. Shanilson Versace

    'Miss the days where losing my virginity was my only worry'
    Felt that💯

  61. K I I D D

    heat🔥🔥

  62. Michael Magennis

    TRUTH!!!!! YAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYA I LISTENED!!! I FELT!!!! THANKS!!! YOU THE BEST!!!

  63. Michael Magennis

    I'M THE DOCTOR!!! THE DOC WILL SEE YOU NOW!!!! 😎🤛❤️

  64. 420 Gassin

    Birthdays these days be the worst days, cuz I know I’m getting older and not happier😔

    J Fitzy

    Too much of a mood man 😓

  65. Xddd???

    here I am sad on my motherfucking b-day

  66. Charles M

    Why do i keep listening to this even though it makes me so sad yo

  67. reaa

    necks..... NECKS

  68. Lucas Eduardo

    This song is simply... Amazing, I can relate to almost everything he's singing, the only reason I don't kill myself is because of my mom, I know she loves me and would be sad if I do that. 😢

  69. Adventure Time

    🌍🌍🔥🔥🇿🇦🇿🇦

  70. Y U T O

    Amine can make a depressing so fire 🔥 🔥. This song go hard tho

  71. brooklyn wiley

    Send me the link

  72. Ice Kold Killa

    He needs to collab with Tyler, the Creator! With J. Cole too! Damn, this dude is talented! Bravo Aminé !

    J Fitzy

    Ice Kold Killa would pay soooo much too see that. Get a wee b of ASAP Rocky in there too 🤭😍😍

  73. Ice Kold Killa

    Lol that funny dude in the intro. I always forget his name but I know who he is. He's funny in his music videos.

  74. Carlos Severino

    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 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
    I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry
    Back when putting on a condom had me really scary
    And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry
    I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy
    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
    Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace
    I kept it on the low low, 'cause I was in love
    And the shade I had in my room was already 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
    And after we fuck, she want a picture with me
    She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves

    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

    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
    And you damn right my ego like LaVar Ball
    They hate to see a black man who can't get blackballed
    I said my paper long
    My paper long
    You damn right, bitch
    My paper long
    It's that yellow, mellow, fellow
    Yeah, that Yellowstone
    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
    Young nigga, like Jigga
    Tryna make me a boss
    I'll take my mama to Louis
    And take your girl to the Ross, nigga
    Back in the muthafuckin' building
    Your boo thing want my children
    My net worth gon' be a billion
    Shorty gimme head like ceiling
    Dick disappear chameleon
    And like I'm muthafuckin 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 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 Aminé 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, yeah
    But, I should take that advice
    This year has been crazy
    What the fuck 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, nigga

    Get your shit together and turn the fuck up!

  75. Veyron43

    Amine reminds of Isaiah Rashad but like the popular version

    Ny'Geal

    I could see that 🤔, ay bro if you have the time could I please get you to check out my music video for my single “Loner” 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

  76. HS Productions

    To the 525 people who disliked this video there is something wrong with y’all. Love you Aminé

    bombs of doom

    You right mate I leave a like

    HS Productions

    Bet thanks for this “mate”

  77. Katie Fleegie

    I that Ricky at the beginning

  78. ivan soto

    1:10-1:12

  79. Heather Shader

    This man's music has really changed. From "upbeat" I guess to sad and relatable

  80. Chanel Hermosa

    Who watching this high adf

  81. Chanel Hermosa

    Who still waiting on this video

  82. SugaryTugboat

    [Lyrics]


    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 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
    I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry
    Back when putting on a condom had me really scary
    And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry
    I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy
    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
    Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace
    I kept it on the low low, 'cause I was in love
    And the shade I had in my room was already 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
    And after we fuck, she want a picture with me
    She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves

    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

    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
    And you damn right my ego like LaVar Ball
    They hate to see a black man who can't get blackballed
    I said my paper long
    My paper long
    You damn right, bitch
    My paper long
    It's that yellow, mellow, fellow
    Yeah, that Yellowstone
    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
    Young nigga, like Jigga
    Tryna make me a boss
    I'll take my mama to Louis
    And take your girl to the Ross, nigga
    Back in the muthafuckin' building
    Your boo thing want my children
    My net worth gon' be a billion
    Shorty gimme head like ceiling
    Dick disappear chameleon
    And like I'm muthafuckin 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 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 Aminé 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, yeah
    But, I should take that advice
    This year has been crazy
    What the fuck 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, nigga

    Get your shit together and turn the fuck up!

  83. Raimey Moszée

    Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace. Okayy kehh

    Ny'Geal

    🔥🔥🔥💯, if you have t he time Raimey could I please get you to check out my music video for my single “Loner” 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

  84. Carmeshia Lawson

    I love this song

  85. hann t.

    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 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
    I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry
    Back when putting on a condom had me really scary
    And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry
    I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy
    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
    Yeah
    Love is what I cherished and Miss Parrish
    Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace
    I kept it on the low low, cause I was in love
    And the shade I had in my room was already 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
    And after we fuck, she want a picture with me
    She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves

    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 looking big mad
    When you see a young brotha up in first class
    And you damn right my ego like Lavar ball
    And they hate to see a black man who can't get blackballed
    I said my paper long
    My paper long
    You damn right, bitch
    My paper long
    It's that yellow, mellow, fellow
    Yeah, that Yellowstone
    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
    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
    Your boo thing want my children
    My net worth gon' be a billion
    Shorty gimme head like ceiling
    Dick disappear chameleon
    And like I'm muthafuckin 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 ass can't even handle this weather
    Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever

    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
    But, I should take that advice
    This year has been crazy
    What the fuck 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, nigga

    Get your shit together and turn the fuck up!

  86. SHEM VB

    Birthdays where the worst dayyyys, now we sip champagne when we thirsteeyyyy

  87. IKE

    I love when artist aren't afraid to do the depressed shit it makes people feel like theyre not alone and that even celebs still go through stuff.

  88. A MacDonald

    ay i am sad on my bday lmao

  89. Not Dominic

    “i fElT tHAt” most of y’all fake depressed niggas

  90. Ay YoAdrian

    Will Ferrell's ass can't even handle this weather.

  91. Nick Bogardus

    Honestly the best song on 1.5. then the beat kicks and it's like "fuck yea let's get turnt and cry"