WHAT Z YA # NUMBER
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 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.
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 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.
?????????????? 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 ed? 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 ed it.
2:Ooh
you did.
G:Ooh
I did.
2:Shit! G: ed it and ed 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 ? What a nigga do to the ? 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 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 hard.
I can t find the steering shift you got me so ed up.
I m playin with myself and shit.
G:Can I shift your gear?
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 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.
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 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.
?????????????? 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 ed? 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 ed it.
2:Ooh
you did.
G:Ooh
I did.
2:Shit! G: ed it and ed 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 ? What a nigga do to the ? 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 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 hard.
I can t find the steering shift you got me so ed up.
I m playin with myself and shit.
G:Can I shift your gear?
