paroles de chanson What's Yo Name - T.I. , The Neptunes

Yo, come on T.I.P
Come on, come on, come on, come on
We pussy poppers number 1, know that, know that .
I said come on, come on, know that

I was trained to the spit gain from the get green.
It took me back I dig Dame since he 15.
The clique came, ran trains if her shit clean,
The same broad in front of y′all like she Miss Thang,
And damn how the bitch saying she's a dick fiend
Although I won′t elaborate I'll say she lick things, you get green
She fuck wit me because I got big dreams
Along wit a face she think she seen on the big screen
I give it to her since she whine and her back hurt
Then drive her crazy since she crying and she act worse
Yeah, I'm a rapper, I′m a man, but I′m a mac first
I need a broad wit a bank and a fat purse and that's first

I′m a p-i-m, ah, m-p
Told y'all niggaz before about me
Plenty Remy to the h-e, ah, a-d

Somebody buy some more dro′ so we can smoke please
Now what's yo name?
I′m pussy bumper number one
Yeah, I said what's yo name?
I'm pussy bumper number one

Man trying to stop pimpin like shooting a bee-bee gun at a freight train
So comparing us is like wine to a grape stain
My reputation′s great mayn, I got a great name
I hate lames, I stake claims, and I break dames
I like ′em small or bigger with a figure eight frame
So if she fine I bet she mine when I find time
Man I ain't lying, mine dimes I don′t wine or dine
I flow lines, hoes mine, I'm a goldmine
Ay I′m the "King of Da South" and the throne mine
I got the chrome in the Chevy and the Brougham mine
Ay man I'm young but I been doing it for a long time
That ain′t my fault that bitch grown she got her own mind
Ah-and I'm...

I'm a p-i-m, ah, m-p
Told y′all niggaz before about me
Plenty Remy to the h-e, ah, a-d

Somebody buy some more dro′ so we can smoke please
Now what's yo name?
I′m pussy bumper number one
Yeah, I said what's yo name?
I′m pussy bumper number one

I bet some niggas think I cake her when I take her out
But come that week just watch me rape her fucking bank account
Eventually the P$C hey we gone take the south
Then grab the earth by the ankles and shake the paper out
Nigga I'm bout my paper racks so I′m gone make a route
Anybody blocking my road to riches man I'm gone take 'em out
Keep run yo mouth making up you mind you got′s to be′s wit out
Me I'ma git a ho who gone make show my pockets seen about
P-i-m-p-i-n-g is all I be′s about
I break a ho in break 'em till they broke and then I ease ′em out
They out of pocket, I'm a lock ′em out and leave 'em out
And that don't change man, season in season out
Open up The Source shawty and see who just you reads about
If it ain′t concernin T.I.P. a P$C a see ya out
Ain′t nothing even you ain't cuttin′ then u don't see the house
Because you know I got to practice what I preach about

I′m a p-i-m, ah, m-p
Told y'all niggaz before about me
Plenty Remy to the h-e, ah, a-d

Somebody buy some more dro′ so we can smoke please
Now what's yo name?
I'm pussy bumper number one
Yeah, I said what′s yo name?
I′m pussy bumper number one

Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
I said come on
Come on
Come on
Come on

Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
I said come on
Come on
Come on
Come on

I'm a p-i-m, ah, m-p
Told y′all niggas before about me
Plenty Remy to the h-e, ah, a-d