What'z Ya # Number 2pac текст и слова песни

What'z ya phone number

Now I could make miracles with pimp hoes.

It's instrumental.

Waitin for the nimphoes.

That's the intro.

Shoot when ya rush me.

Walked up and touched me.

Why? Do you want to f**k me?

Just 'cause I'm paid in the worst way? True.

Lookin kind a good in your birthday suit.

I wonder if your wild and ya act shy.

Do you like to be on top or the back side?

Watch me while you lick your lips, shake your hips.

Goddamn, I love that shit.

Yo, let's stop fakin and be real now.

I got a room and a hard on. Still down?

Met ya standin at a bar full of black dudes.

Said ya wanna see my scars and my tatooes.

When we head for my hideout, act right.

Boss playa when I ride out, that's right.

What'z ya phone number?


If you really wanna f**k with me, I'm ready.

Baby, let me give you a call.

How long will it take to break you off?

(Repeat once more)


Oh shit, baby is a dime piece.

Wanted this fine seat.

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If I see ya right.

Now she can get me.

Hor didn't wanna talk to me till she see my car.

Never had sez with a rich rap star

Till I got her in the back of my homeboy's car.

Tell me, why do we live this way?

Money over bitches.

Let me here you say:

What'z your phone number?

Are you alone?

Got a pocket full of rubbers, let's bone.

Time for your girlfriend to take you home.

I had fun,

But baby, gotta leave me alone.

Picture in my rhyme.

Take time to rewind these ? words I say.

If you open your mind,

Bet in a minute you'll find it's time.

Let the Outlaws play.

What'z ya phone number.


Chorus repeats 2X


(Girl and Tupac converse)

G:Hello?

2:Hello? who is this?

G:Is this Tupac?

2:This is who?

G:Is this Tupac?

2:Yeah, it's Tupac. Who dis?

G:Hi baby. How are you?

2:I'm aiight. What' up baby?

G:You don't recognize the voice?

2:You recognize my voice, huh?

G:Do you recognize MY voice?

2:Nah, I know you?

G:Yeah, you know me. I guess you don't recognize me when I'm talkin.

2:Where I know you from? Where I know you from?

G:You just know me, baby.

2:Where? Talk up I can't barely hear you.

G:You know me from when we were, you know, intimate.

2:Oh, we f**ked?

G:Oh baby, did we ever.

2:Oh, tell me about it baby.

G:I remember when I put that big dick in my hand and

stroked it up and down.

2:OOOOH!

G:Then I put it in my mouth. I f**ked it.

2:Ooh, you did.

G:Ooh, I did.

2:Shit!

G:F**ked it and f**ked it. Put me in. You came.

2:Did I come?

G:Ooh, baby: everywhere, everywhere. You don't remember me yet?

2:I'm starting to get a picture. Why don't you help me out.

What did I do to the pussy? What a nigga do to the pussy?

G:You rocked it.

2:Did I?

G:Yeah, you did.

2:Did I do some of that Thug Passion?

G:Mmmmmm

2:Heh, heh. Eh, so what cha doin right now, though?

G:Me and my finger are gettin aquainted.

2:How many you got?

G:I got ten. But only one is workin.

2:Oh, well can I come over there?

G:If you want to.

2:Do I want to? Do a bear shit in the woods and

wipe his ass with a rabbit.

G:Mmm. You gon rock it baby?

2:Hell yeah, I'm gon rock it baby.

G:Like you did before?

2:No dizoubt. You gon feel that Thug Passion for real.

G:Mmmm, baby.

2:I'm on my way though. I'm about to fly over there in a 500.

It ain't gon take but a minute. Eh, light the candles.

Get the baby oil out. Turn all the lights out. Drink a little

bit of that shit. I'm on my way babe. I'm gon knock that pussy

to the next week.

G:Knock it out, baby, knock it out.

2:I'm gon knock the taste out yo mouth, girl. I'm gon put your legs on

your head. I'm a tie you up, blindfold you. And we gon play which hole

feel the best.

G:You know which hole feel the best.

2:We fin to see tonight, though.

G:I'm gon make you remember me.

2:Oh, yeah.

G:Yeah.

2:Oh yeah, you got my dick hard. I can't find the steering shift you got me

so f**ked up. I'm playin with myself and shit.

G:Can I shift your gear?