What'z 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?