What's Yo Name (feat. The Neptunes)

Yo If you ain't know it's T.I.P, shawty Hey come over here for 'em It's for the radio Come on Come on Come on Come on We planet couples number 1 Come on, come on Play your g string... I was trained from the spit gain from the get green. It took me back I dig Dame since he 15. The clique came, ran trains if her thang clean, The same broad in front of y'all like she Miss Thang, And damn now that chick say that she a dick fiend All though I won't elaborate I'll say she lick things and get green She fuck wit me because I got big dreams And 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 Like clothesline 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$C hey we gone take the south Then grab the earth by the ankles and shake the paper out Nigga I'm bout my paper route so I'm gone make a route Anybody blocking my road to riches man I'm gone take 'em out Keep run yo mouth making up you mind you got's to be's wit out Me I'ma git a ho who gone make show my pockets seen about P-i-m-p-i-n-g is all I be's about I break a ho in break 'em till they broke and then I ease 'em out They out of pocket, I'm a lock 'em out and leave 'em out And that don't change man, season in season out Open up The Source shawty and see who just you reads about If it ain't concernin T.I.P. a P$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 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 Remi to the h-e, ah, a-d