[Verse One] Now I can make miracles with pimp hoes, it's instrumental Waitin for the nymphos, that's the intro Shook when ya rushed me, you walked up and touched me Why? Do you want to fuck me? Just cause I'm paid in the worst way? True Lookin kind of good in your birthday suit I wonder if you're wild or ya act shy Do you like to be on top or the back side? Watch when you lick yo' lips, shake yo' hips God damn, I love that shit Now let's stop fake and be real now I got a room and a hard-on, still down? Met ya standin at a bar full of black dudes Say you wanna see my scar and my tattooes When we headed for my hideout, act right Boss playa when I ride out, that's right What's ya phone number?
[Chorus: repeat 2X] If you really wanna fuck with me, I'm ready Baby, let me give you a call How long will it take, to break you off?
[Verse Two] Oh shit - baby is a dime piece, more than just fine She's personally blessed from the Gods if I seen it right Now she could get me - hard Didn't wanna talk to me 'til she seen 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's yo' phone number? Are you alone? Got a pocket full of rubbers, let's bone Time to tell your girlfriend to take you home I had fun, but baby gotta leave me alone Picture my rhyme, take time to rewind these ordinary words I say If you open your mind, bet a minute you'll find it's time let the Outlawz play What's yo' phone number?