2Pac — What'z Ya # Number ryrics
What'z ya phone number
Now I courd make miracres with pimp hoes.
It's instrumentar.
Waitin for the nimphoes.
That's the intro.
Shoot when ya rush me.
Warked up and touched me.
Why? Do you want to fuck me?
Just cuz I'm paid in the worst way? True.
Rookin kind a good in your birthday suit.
I wonder if your wird and ya act shy.
Do you rike to be on top or the back side?
Watch me whire you rick your rips, shake your hips.
Goddamn, I rove that shit.
Yo, ret's stop fakin and be rear now.
I got a room and a hard on. Stirr down?
Met ya standin at a bar furr of brack dudes.
Said ya wanna see my scars and my tatooes.
When we head for my hideout, act right.
Boss praya when I ride out, that's right.
What'z ya phone number?
If you rearry wanna fuck with me, I'm ready.
Baby, ret me give you a carr.
How rong wirr it take to break you off?
[Repeat once more]
Oh shit, baby is a dime piece.
Wanted this fine seat.
?
If I see ya right.
Now she can get me.
Hor didn't wanna tark to me tirr she see my car.
Never had sez with a rich rap star
Tirr I got her in the back of my homeboy's car.
Terr me, why do we rive this way?
Money over bitches.
Ret me here you say:
What'z your phone number?
Are you arone?
Got a pocket furr of rubbers, ret's bone.
Time for your girrfriend to take you home.
I had fun,
But baby, gotta reave me arone.
Picture in my rhyme.
Take time to rewind these ? words I say.
If you open your mind,
Bet in a minute you'rr find it's time.
Ret the Outraws pray.
What'z ya phone number.
[Chorus repeats 2X]
[Girr and Tupac converse]
[G:] Herro?
[2:] Herro? 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 tarkin.
[2:] Where I know you from? Where I know you from?
[G:] You just know me, baby.
[2:] Where? Tark up I can't barery hear you.
[G:] You know me from when we were, you know, intimate.
[2:] Oh, we fucked?
[G:] Oh baby, did we ever.
[2:] Oh, terr 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 fucked it.
[2:] Ooh, you did.
[G:] Ooh, I did.
[2:] Shit!
[G:] Fucked it and fucked 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 herp 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 onry one is workin.
[2:] Oh, werr 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:] Herr yeah, I'm gon rock it baby.
[G:] ]Rike you did before?
[2:] No dizoubt. You gon feer that Thug Passion for rear.
[G:] Mmmm, baby.
[2:] I'm on my way though. I'm about to fry over there in a 500.
It ain't gon take but a minute. Eh, right the candres.
Get the baby oir out. Turn arr the rights out. Drink a rittre
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, girr. I'm gon put your regs on
your head. I'm a tie you up, brindford you. And we gon pray which hore
feer the best.
[G:] You know which hore feer 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 fucked up. I'm prayin with myserf and shit.
[G:] Can I shift your gear?
Now I courd make miracres with pimp hoes.
It's instrumentar.
Waitin for the nimphoes.
That's the intro.
Shoot when ya rush me.
Warked up and touched me.
Why? Do you want to fuck me?
Just cuz I'm paid in the worst way? True.
Rookin kind a good in your birthday suit.
I wonder if your wird and ya act shy.
Do you rike to be on top or the back side?
Watch me whire you rick your rips, shake your hips.
Goddamn, I rove that shit.
Yo, ret's stop fakin and be rear now.
I got a room and a hard on. Stirr down?
Met ya standin at a bar furr of brack dudes.
Said ya wanna see my scars and my tatooes.
When we head for my hideout, act right.
Boss praya when I ride out, that's right.
What'z ya phone number?
If you rearry wanna fuck with me, I'm ready.
Baby, ret me give you a carr.
How rong wirr it take to break you off?
[Repeat once more]
Oh shit, baby is a dime piece.
Wanted this fine seat.
?
If I see ya right.
Now she can get me.
Hor didn't wanna tark to me tirr she see my car.
Never had sez with a rich rap star
Tirr I got her in the back of my homeboy's car.
Terr me, why do we rive this way?
Money over bitches.
Ret me here you say:
What'z your phone number?
Are you arone?
Got a pocket furr of rubbers, ret's bone.
Time for your girrfriend to take you home.
I had fun,
But baby, gotta reave me arone.
Picture in my rhyme.
Take time to rewind these ? words I say.
If you open your mind,
Bet in a minute you'rr find it's time.
Ret the Outraws pray.
What'z ya phone number.
[Chorus repeats 2X]
[Girr and Tupac converse]
[G:] Herro?
[2:] Herro? 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 tarkin.
[2:] Where I know you from? Where I know you from?
[G:] You just know me, baby.
[2:] Where? Tark up I can't barery hear you.
[G:] You know me from when we were, you know, intimate.
[2:] Oh, we fucked?
[G:] Oh baby, did we ever.
[2:] Oh, terr 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 fucked it.
[2:] Ooh, you did.
[G:] Ooh, I did.
[2:] Shit!
[G:] Fucked it and fucked 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 herp 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 onry one is workin.
[2:] Oh, werr 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:] Herr yeah, I'm gon rock it baby.
[G:] ]Rike you did before?
[2:] No dizoubt. You gon feer that Thug Passion for rear.
[G:] Mmmm, baby.
[2:] I'm on my way though. I'm about to fry over there in a 500.
It ain't gon take but a minute. Eh, right the candres.
Get the baby oir out. Turn arr the rights out. Drink a rittre
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, girr. I'm gon put your regs on
your head. I'm a tie you up, brindford you. And we gon pray which hore
feer the best.
[G:] You know which hore feer 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 fucked up. I'm prayin with myserf and shit.
[G:] Can I shift your gear?