lirik lagu 2 pac – what’z ya phone #?
what’z ya phone number
now i could make miracles with pimp hoes.
waitin for the nimphoes.
that’s the intro.
shoot when ya rush me.
walked up and touched me.
why? do you want to f-ck me?
just cuz 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.
godd-mn, i love that sh-t.
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-ck 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 sh-t, baby is a dime piece.
wanted this fine seat.
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 b-tches.
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]
[2:] h-llo? 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-cked?
[g:] oh baby, did we ever.
[2:] oh, tell me about it baby.
[g:] i remember when i put that big d-ck in my hand and
stroked it up and down.
[g:] then i put it in my mouth. i f-cked it.
[2:] ooh, you did.
[g:] ooh, i did.
[g:] f-cked it and f-cked 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 p-ssy? what a n-gg- do to the p-ssy?
[g:] you rocked it.
[2:] did i?
[g:] yeah, you did.
[2:] did i give you some of that thug p-ssion?
[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 sh-t in the woods and
wipe his -ss with a rabbit.
[g:] mmm. you gon rock it baby?
[2:] h-ll yeah, i’m gon rock it baby.
[g:] ]like you did before?
[2:] no dizoubt. you gon feel that thug p-ssion 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 sh-t. i’m on my way babe. i’m gon knock that p-ssy
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.
[2:] oh yeah, you got my d-ck hard. i can’t find the steering shift you got me
so f-cked up. i’m playin with myself and sh-t.
[g:] can i shift your gear?