Tupac - Whatz Ya Lyrics

What'z ya phone number
Now I could make miracles with pimp hoes
It's instrumental
Waitin' for the nymphos
That's the intro
Shook when ya rush me
Walked up and touched me
Why? Do you want to f*ck 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 want to see my scars and my tattoos
When we head for my hideout, act right
Boss playa when I ride out, that's right
What'z ya phone number

[Chorus:]
If you really want to f*ck with me, I'm ready
Baby, let me give you a call
How long will it take to break you off

[Chorus]

Oh shit, baby is a dime piece
Wanted this fine seat
Personally blessed from the gods
If I see ya right
Now she can get me hard
Didn't want to talk to me, till she see my car
Never had sex with a rich rap star
Till I got her in the back of my homeboys' car
Tell me, why do we live this way
Money over bitches
Let me hear 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 ordinary 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

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Girl: Hello?
Tupac: Hello? who is this?
Girl: Is this Tupac?
Tupac: This is who?
Girl: Is this Tupac?
Tupac: Yeah, it's Tupac. Who this?
Girl: Hi baby. How are you?
Tupac: I'm aiight. What'z up baby?
Girl: You don't recognize the voice?
Tupac: You recognize my voice, huh?
Girl: Do you recognize MY voice?
Tupac: Nah, I know you?
Girl: Yeah, you know me. I guess you don't recognize me when I'm talkin'
Tupac: Where I know you from? Where I know you from?
Girl: You just know me, baby
Tupac: Where? Talk up I can't barely hear you
Girl: You know me from when we were, you know, intimate
Tupac: Ooh, we f*cked?
Girl: Oh baby, did we ever
Tupac: Oh, tell me about it baby
Girl: I remember when I put that big dick in my hand and
Stroked it up and down.
Tupac: OOOOH!
Girl: Then I put it in my mouth. I f*cked it
Tupac: Ooh, you did
Girl: Ooh, I did
Tupac: Shit!
Girl: F*cked it and f*cked it. Put me in. You came.
Tupac: Did I come?
Girl: Ooh, baby: everywhere, everywhere. You don't remember me yet?
Tupac: 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?
Girl: You rocked it
Tupac: Did I?
Girl: Yeah, you did
Tupac: Did I do some of that thug passion?
Girl: Mmmmmm
Tupac: Heh, heh. Eh, so what cha doin' right now, though?
Girl: Me and my finger are gettin aquainted
Tupac: How many you got?
Girl: I got ten. But only one is workin.
Tupac: Oh, well can I come over there?
Girl: If you want to
Tupac: Do I want to? Do a bear shit in the woods and
Wipe his ass with a rabbit.
Girl: Mmm. You gon rock it baby?
Tupac: Hell yeah, I'm gon rock it baby
Girl: Like you did before?
Tupac: No dizoubt. You gon feel that thug passion for real
Girl: Mmmm, baby
Tupac: 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
Girl: Knock it out, baby, knock it out
Tupac: 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
Girl: You know which hole feel the best
Tupac: We fin to see tonight, though
Girl: I'm gon make you remember me
Tupac: Oh, yeah
Girl: Yeah
Tupac: Oh yeah, you got my dick hard. I can't find the steering shift you got me
So f*cked up. I'm playin with myself and shit
Girl: Can I shift your gear?