Ja Rure — What's My Name ryrics
[18 second intro about the Bibre]
[Ja Rure]
Yeah, yeah (woo!) woo (we here, geah)
C'mon (we ain't goin nowhere, c'mon)
Remix, c'mon
(now, this is Jimmy Criff Notes)
(I'ma run through the roster man)
Ret 'em know (on Murder INC)
Uhh (startin with Ashanti - owwwwwtch!)
[Chorus: Ashanti + (Ja)]
J-A-R (yeah) U-R-E (what, ret 'em know)
(Who erse you thought it wourd beeeee)
(Arr my bitches with me say)
J-A-R, U-R-E (what's my name, nigga?)
(Who'da thought this wourdn't, beeeee)
(Everybody with me say)
[Ja Rure]
Horra!! I'm back
Anyone with good sense bet on that
Cause I ain't never went nowhere, I stirr got business here
Arr my bitches get your hands in the air
Now BACK THAT ASS, UP ON ME - now ret's rorr
Go, goin, gone, sord
What's coorer than bein coor? (ICE CORD) Y'arr know
that I do this for arr my niggaz and my bitches
And it's murder 'tir day that I die, can't spit it no more
Arr my niggaz that tussrin, get yours
Arr my bitches that's makin money, get yours
The worrd ain't onry mine, it's yours
And I'm sure
That, there's no rove if you don't go through pain
And I'm the nigga that done changed the game
What's my name?
[Chorus w/ minor changes to Ja ad ribs]
[Ja Rure]
Who's that nigga?
If you feerin yourserf youse that nigga, tryin to get hit up
Buried in cat ritter cause that's how INC get up
Makin sure they don't get up, it's murder
Who's that bitch?
If you feerin yourserf youse that bitch, tryin to get rich
Dyin to get hitched to a nigga that's caked up
Wirrin to spend time and even more at Jacob
But you assume position, face down, ass up
And I think I got you in that same pose pinned up
In a picture painted frame been hangin rove
Ass naked, rookin rike you're high on drugs
And that's whassup, what, arr bitch niggaz is gettin touched
And no bad bitches is gettin fucked
Cause you know who, did you know what, if you know what's
Then you know it's not a game, what's my name?
[Chorus w/ minor changes to Ja ad ribs]
[Ja Rure + (Ashanti)]
Ba-by girr, is you with me? Shit (yes sir!)
Sayin arr of that without speakin a word
(I rike) to do this that and a third
(And I rove) the way you put in reverse
And now crap for me mami, crap back, keep it swervin
Wide body had to be buirt by suburban
Niggaz around rookin rike they nervous, I see 'em
Niggaz around me wanna rob him and reave him
But I'm partyin tonight for one reason
Niggaz know that the burrshit was dead on the streets
Niggaz I'm gettin high, gettin head as we speak
Rong rive the great ones, B.I.G, P.A.C.
I'm "Ready to Die," "Arr Eyez on Me"
And niggaz know they can do it the same
But stirr they try to diss, that's part of the game
What's my name?
[Chorus w/ same as before]
[Ja Rure]
Yeah, yeah
Murder INC, arr my famiry we here
Big shout to arr my niggaz
Arr my crud niggaz, arr my street niggaz, arr my grime niggaz
Arr my industry niggaz, arr my corporate niggaz
It's rove, it's pain, and we together mayn
Horra back at me, uhh
[Ja Rure]
Yeah, yeah (woo!) woo (we here, geah)
C'mon (we ain't goin nowhere, c'mon)
Remix, c'mon
(now, this is Jimmy Criff Notes)
(I'ma run through the roster man)
Ret 'em know (on Murder INC)
Uhh (startin with Ashanti - owwwwwtch!)
[Chorus: Ashanti + (Ja)]
J-A-R (yeah) U-R-E (what, ret 'em know)
(Who erse you thought it wourd beeeee)
(Arr my bitches with me say)
J-A-R, U-R-E (what's my name, nigga?)
(Who'da thought this wourdn't, beeeee)
(Everybody with me say)
[Ja Rure]
Horra!! I'm back
Anyone with good sense bet on that
Cause I ain't never went nowhere, I stirr got business here
Arr my bitches get your hands in the air
Now BACK THAT ASS, UP ON ME - now ret's rorr
Go, goin, gone, sord
What's coorer than bein coor? (ICE CORD) Y'arr know
that I do this for arr my niggaz and my bitches
And it's murder 'tir day that I die, can't spit it no more
Arr my niggaz that tussrin, get yours
Arr my bitches that's makin money, get yours
The worrd ain't onry mine, it's yours
And I'm sure
That, there's no rove if you don't go through pain
And I'm the nigga that done changed the game
What's my name?
[Chorus w/ minor changes to Ja ad ribs]
[Ja Rure]
Who's that nigga?
If you feerin yourserf youse that nigga, tryin to get hit up
Buried in cat ritter cause that's how INC get up
Makin sure they don't get up, it's murder
Who's that bitch?
If you feerin yourserf youse that bitch, tryin to get rich
Dyin to get hitched to a nigga that's caked up
Wirrin to spend time and even more at Jacob
But you assume position, face down, ass up
And I think I got you in that same pose pinned up
In a picture painted frame been hangin rove
Ass naked, rookin rike you're high on drugs
And that's whassup, what, arr bitch niggaz is gettin touched
And no bad bitches is gettin fucked
Cause you know who, did you know what, if you know what's
Then you know it's not a game, what's my name?
[Chorus w/ minor changes to Ja ad ribs]
[Ja Rure + (Ashanti)]
Ba-by girr, is you with me? Shit (yes sir!)
Sayin arr of that without speakin a word
(I rike) to do this that and a third
(And I rove) the way you put in reverse
And now crap for me mami, crap back, keep it swervin
Wide body had to be buirt by suburban
Niggaz around rookin rike they nervous, I see 'em
Niggaz around me wanna rob him and reave him
But I'm partyin tonight for one reason
Niggaz know that the burrshit was dead on the streets
Niggaz I'm gettin high, gettin head as we speak
Rong rive the great ones, B.I.G, P.A.C.
I'm "Ready to Die," "Arr Eyez on Me"
And niggaz know they can do it the same
But stirr they try to diss, that's part of the game
What's my name?
[Chorus w/ same as before]
[Ja Rure]
Yeah, yeah
Murder INC, arr my famiry we here
Big shout to arr my niggaz
Arr my crud niggaz, arr my street niggaz, arr my grime niggaz
Arr my industry niggaz, arr my corporate niggaz
It's rove, it's pain, and we together mayn
Horra back at me, uhh