2Pac — Whatz Ya Phone  Nu-Mixx

[Verse 1: 2Pac] What'z ya phone number? Now, I could make miracles tempos It's instrumental, written for the nymphos That's the intro Shook when you rushed me Walked up and touched me Why? Do you want to fuck me? Just 'cause I'm paid in the worst way? True Lookin' kinda 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 when you lick your lips, shake your hips Goddamn, I love that shit Now let's stop fakin', be real now I got a room and a hard on, still down? Met ya standin' at a bar full of black dudes Said you wanna see my scars and my tattoos When we headed for my hideout, act right Boss playa when I ride out, that's right What'z ya phone number? [Chorus: 2Pac & Casha] Baby, it's for sure that we can get it on all night Baby, let me give you a call How long will it take to break you off? 'Til three or maybe four, I'm ready for it all, I'm down Hey, baby, let me give you a call How long will it take to break you off? [Verse 2: Vatana Shaw] Oh shit, you gotta work for the number Work a little bit harder for my naked slumber Tryna get it on the come up Ease breeze, 1, 2, 3 won't get it from me, no Can you think a little farther? Baby, throw me them keys and I will push the Gallardo And I ain't tryna barter Vice grip on them hips and my lips on your tip, yo Now let your face take a taste I could promise I'll squirt and it won't be mace I'm dumb stuck up in my place When you leave, it ain't your shoes but my neck you lace Now tell me now, can you roll with a boss bitch? Keep that thang standing tall for a boss bitch? Spit game and keep it clean for a boss bitch? Grab a pen and paper said the digits of the boss bitch [Chorus: 2Pac & Casha] Baby, it's for sure that we can get it on all night Baby, let me give you a call How long will it take to break you off? 'Til three or maybe four, I'm ready for it all, I'm down Hey, baby, let me give you a call How long will it take to break you off? [Verse 3: 2Pac] Shit, baby is a dime piece, more than just fine She's personally best from the gods, if I seen her right Now, she can get me hard Didn't wanna talk to me just to she see my car Never had sex with a rich rap star 'Til I got her in the back of my homeboy's 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 in your mind, better think and you'll find It's time, let the outlaws play [Verse 4: Ociris Gomez] I know you wanna fuck, let me hear you say Give it to you good 'til I cum in your face Keep it running like a faucet, who the boss, nigga? Don't be scared to toss it, I bet you cum quicker I love it how you keep it so thuggish, thuggish I feel it through your fingers how you grip this shit Got you leaning like a bat, nigga, hit it like a bat Like, yeah, mayne, got me high like a plane In the back of a G5, now my legs spread a mile high Got you opening my thighs When your hands on fire, poppin' bottles Looking in my shadows, how we get it Ain't no stoppin' how we did it I don't know, I just know I gotta get some So ruthless, when I fuck, better duck When you see me with Pac in a truck Rollin' like an 8-ball, now let me break you off [Chorus: 2Pac & Casha] Baby, it's for sure that we can get it on all night Baby, let me give you a call How long will it take to break you off? 'Til three or maybe four, I'm ready for it all, I'm down Hey, baby, let me give you a call How long will it take to break you off? Baby, it's for sure that we can get it on all night Baby, let me give you a call How long will it take to break you off? 'Til three or maybe four, I'm ready for it all, I'm down Hey, baby, let me give you a call How long will it take to break you off?